4 Chapter three

TEA POT❤️

A tall guy with thick jet black hair and eyes that are almost black, his skin was white as snow. It could put any woman to shame who tried to live up to his fairness. He was sitted behind a huge desk on a comfortable black leather office chair.

Every inch of the office was covered in books about business, law and non-fiction books. They say that books are a mans best friend to succeeding in life.

His hair must have been perfectly slicked back but due to the stress of job it looked messy and umk but it only enhance his sexiness.

He was typing something on his laptop fully focused when a knock sounded on the door, making him furrow his brows before he yelled, "come in!"

Who was even here this early in the morning? He had a lot of work and no time for visits. He had about three conference calls (and time difference was a bitch) and five meetings in just one day.

Tiffany entered the room and saw that young master was sited on his chair lost in thought. She cleared her throat and got his attention as looked at her, leaning back in his chair.

"What is it, Tiffany?" He asked, seeming even more stressed out.

"I came here to inform you that I have already hired a nanny for little master." Tiffany said all in one breath. This man right here, although young, he was pretty intimidating. More like those alpha males who like controlling everything.

"Is she better than the last one?" He asked. The last one tried to climb in bed.

"Yes, she is!" Tiffany smiled grew even more as she thought about Courtney and her innocent face.

Okay, maybe not so innocent.

"Have heard that one before."

"But I promise you she's different."

"I have also heard that one before." He countered leaving Tiffany out of words.

"The question is, Does Brant (little master) like her?"

"I am sure he will grow to like her. She's a good girl with a pure heart." Tiffany reassured him as he stared at her face to try and figure out if she was lying.

"Okay, I want to see her. Send her here when she's free, but not right now I have to go to the office, maybe later at night or any day that she's free."

Tiffany nodded her head and sat down the tray of coffee and biscuits that she had brought with her on the huge desk. She then exited the office before going to inspect on what the other servants were doing.....Courtney was busy with her work of following the rude kid who acted like a grown man around.

"Stop following me around. I can walk around my house on my own, I don't need a babysitter," the little kid yelled as Courtney halted in her steps and stared at him.

"Well, I am being paid to babysit you," she retorted back, stating the obvious. "It's obvious now why the other nannies had quite," Courtney mumbled under her breath not knowing that the little guy heard everything. They began walking once more.

What Courtney didn't realize was that this little boy could hear everything she said no matter how low she mumbled it.

"What did say? I thought I heard say something else.

"No-no-nothing. I was complimenting the flooring." Courtney stammered everything out. She didn't understand why and how this little kid was getting to her.

"What a spoilt little brat." Courtney grumbled under her breath. And a half smile appeared on his lips.

"Can you stop following me now?" He roared.

"No, I can't." She retorted.

"Why?"

"Because it's my job and I get paid for it."

"Well I will pay to stop following me."

"What is your problem? Can't you just act like a normal kid for once?" She complained coming to another stop as she glared at the little brat who had been making her life a living hell for the past few weeks.

"Because I am not a normal kid, and remember that next time." He countered, glaring at her with the same intensity.

She found what was doing ridiculous, how did she get here and why was she always arguing with a little kid about the smallest things.

Courtney rolled her eyes at how hopeless this kid was. He had been getting on her nerves every minute and every second of the day. To say the least, he was annoying.

"Let's go! You have to finish your homework first before you go to bed," Courtney said, tugging at his tiny hand as she pulled him away down the hall and into his room.

The little kid smirked in victory. He had finally gotten a reaction from her after weeks of troubling her and being straight up rude towards her.

He was happy, because she was a work in progress and he was going to enjoy cracking her.

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Nightfall came and Courtney had already tucked in the little trouble maker to bed for the night.

She walked to kitchen and saw that Tiffany was still up and baking something. "You are still up?"

"Yeah, I just recently tucked him in so I am to take a shower and then go to bed as well."

"How was your day?" She smiled at Courtney.

"Horrible!" Tiffany laughed as she finished preparing the cookies. She sat it on a tray with a little teapot on the side.

"Whose that for?"

"Young master," she answered.

"Wait, this late at night. Shouldn't he be asleep."

"He has some work, so he's staying up late."

"And that reminds me. Can you take to his study for me, I have to run some errands before tomorrow morning."

Courtney wanted to refuse, because she was tired. Taking of that kid isn't a small job. "Please?"

"Okay fine. I'll do it." It seems sleep can wait. She stood up and took the the tray from Tiffany's hands as she headed in the direction of young master's office.

She had been given a tour of the house so she knew exactly where it was. Courtney placed the tray on a small table in the foyer.

She knocked lightly on the oak wood door as someone yelled come in from the inside. She opened the door and carried the tray inside. As she entered she shut the door with the back of her foot.

"Why don't you sat that down and hand me the YING GROUP OF COMPANIES file on the right side of the shelf."

His voice was intimidating, demanding, cold and most of all beautiful and sexy as he spoke up to her in just a few words. It made her heart quicken and she felt the rush of her blood to her brain as she glanced at him only seeing his black hair and not his face.

Courtney was disappointed to say the least. She really wanted to stare at his face.

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Love ❤️ Rozamariah.....

NOTE❤️: This will be a short story of maybe 30-50 chapters. .....NEXT CHAPTER ❤️: Coming Soon.