After running away with her baby sister from her abusive father, Juliana bumps into the last person she would expect to help her.
He was rough, dangerous and extremely powerful. He tempted Juliana in ways no one has ever done before but with someone...
About a week had passed since that man dropped by at the café I worked at and he had continued coming in ever day since.
However, a couple days ago, I was locking up when I saw my father approach the café, probably trying to make me come back home, afraid that I would go to the police about the endless abuse he inflicted on me and Estella.
I ran before he had the chance to talk to me and handed in my letter of resignation the next day, so my father would stop trying to contact me.
However, I was now jobless and had resulted to babysitting. A man had emailed me via the website I had set up, asking me to babysit his nephew for him. He had offered me a shït load of money so I obviously agreed.
I got out of the taxi with Estella in my arms. A couple hours ago, a man contacted me on my website asking me to babysit his nephew. He offered me the amount that I would normally make in a month so of course, I agreed.
'Holy shit' I thought as I laid my eyes on house. This guy was rich. I never knew these types of houses actually existed in real life. It was huge and it even had a pool at the front.
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"Swimming" I heard Estella mumble as she reached out to the pool. I smiled "Not today, baby" I said, watching her pout in return
I reached the front door and rang the doorbell, excited to see what the inside of the house looked like.
The door was angrily whipped open to reveal the last person I had expected. "You're 15 minutes la-" the man began, only for his eyes to soften and jaw to unclench as he made eye contact with me.
"It's you again" I said shocked
"What are you doing here?" He frowned as he saw me.
"I- you asked me to babysit."
"You're not Julie." He said, confused.
"My full name is Juliana, some people like to call me Julie." I shrugged.
"I prefer Juliana" he said, his eyes never leaving mine.
"How did you know my name wasn't Julie, anyways?"
"Uh.. you just don't look like a Julie." He said. I didn't miss the light blush that was forming in his cheeks and I nodded.
"I went to the café and you weren't there so I asked and they said you stopped working there" he continued.
"You asked for me?" I blushed and he cleared his throat.
