Chapter 3 Can You Do It?

　　Victoria

　　I marveled at the gates of the mansion I was standing in front of. It was freaking huge.

　　"Wow." My eyeballs were bulging out of their sockets. This was heaven.

　　I got my act together and pressed the buzzer.

　　Grace had helped me land a potential job as a nanny to a wealthy man. She said the pay would be high. So, here I was.

　　"Miss, who are you looking for." I looked to my left and saw someone who seemed like a gateman judging from his outfit.

　　"Hello, I'm Victoria Abbot, I came for the position of a nanny." Weirdly I felt shy all of a sudden so I looked to the floor.

　　"Okay miss, this way please." He led me in through the gate.

　　My mouth hung open in shock. Did someone live here? It was heaven.

　　The stone floors looked like they were always washed every day. The water fountain in the middle was so big and so beautiful. It looked so good that I desired to drink from it.

　　I shook my head to expel such weird thoughts that could get me fired before the job even began.

　　I held my little bag with both hands on the handle as I placed it in front of me. I felt out of place in this palace. Yes, Palace was a fitting word for this place.

　　We climbed up the tiled stairs to the main door. I stood back as he opened the large doors for me leading me in.

　　"Thank you." I flashed him a smile.

　　"You're welcome, miss." He said with a tip of his hat.

　　I blushed, what a charming old gentleman. A part of me prayed his boss would at least be like him.

　　"This is where my journey ends." His voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I turned to face him fully.

　　"Sorry?"

　　"I'll leave now, miss, someone will take over soon, please make yourself comfortable." The gateman announced before leaving.

　　"Thank you." He winked at me and left. How sweet.

　　I was scared and embarrassed to even feel comfortable. I looked and felt out of place. I looked down at my cheap purse, my worn out black skirt, and my almost faded pink shirt. I looked miserable.

　　I was doubting a rich person would let me get close to their precious baby, but Grace was quick to shut me down saying I was very good with babies and that they would be lucky to have me look after their baby.

　　I felt better after hearing her but now the doubt was back ten times.

　　The interior looked rich and weirdly Italian. Maybe the owner was Italian, who knew? I was so scared that I stood in that spot for fear of ruining the expensive sofa.

　　"Who are you and how did you get in here?" I froze when I heard that authoritative and gruff voice.

　　I slowly turned to look at the owner of the voice. He was handsome, wow.

　　Dark brown hair, tanned beautiful skin, and full lips. He was gorgeous, was he the owner? 

　　"I asked who you were missing?" I remembered that he had asked a question and I almost slapped myself.

　　"I'm sorry, I'm Victoria Abbot, I came for the position of the nanny," I said apologetically while extending my hand for a handshake.

　　The handsome man eyed my extended hand carefully before taking my hand in a handshake.

　　"I'm Sebastian." Nice name.

　　"Thanks." He responded dryly.

　　Shit, I must have said that out loud.

　　"Follow me, Miss Abbot." He turned on his heel and I followed closely behind.

　　"You can call me Victoria." I chuckled trying to lighten the atmosphere, it was so tense and awkward.

　　He stopped, looked back at me for a second, and continued walking as if nobody spoke. Ouch.

　　We got to a door and he stopped in front of it. He knocked in a rhythm as I noticed and awaited a response from inside.

　　"Come in." A deep angry voice could be heard from inside.

　　"Capo," Sebastian said as we walked into what seemed like an office.

　　The chair was turned away from us, facing the window as cigarette smoke danced above the seat.

　　Smoking is bad for your health, I thought, making sure this time around I did not say it out loud.

　　"Śi Sebastian." The man sounded Italian. I could detect the accent.

　　"Capo, questa è la ragazza che è qui per il posto di tata." I turned to look at Sebastian as he spoke fluent Italian.

　　(Boss, this is the girl who is here for the position of a nanny).

　　The chair turned almost instantly to face us and my breath got caught in my throat. No way.

　　Sitting right there was the handsome billionaire CEO, Alessandro Rossi.

　　"Va bene Sebastian, puoi andartene adesso." His voice sounded so sexy speaking Italian.

　　(Alright Sebastian, you may leave now).

　　Sebastian bowed before leaving, not even sparing me a glance.

　　I stood there lost and awkward, I could not understand what they were saying.

　　He crushed the cigarette onto the ashtray on the desk, putting it out.

　　"Take a seat Miss...?"

　　"Miss Abbot, Victoria Abbott." I supplied swiftly.

　　"How old are you Miss Abbot?"

　　"I'm 23 years old sir." He gave me a once over. Who knew what was going on in his head?

　　"So, Miss Abbot, do you have any experience as a nanny?" He looked so serious, that I almost blushed remembering how he had indirectly saved my life.

　　"No sir, I haven't worked as a nanny before. I was previously a sales assistant at a mall." I lowered my head as I twiddled my fingers.

　　He arched one perfectly groomed eyebrow at me. I'm sure he must have felt I was unserious.

　　"Then what are you here for Miss Abbot?" He looked like he was losing his temper already.

　　"I might not have been a professional nanny but that does not mean that I don't know the first thing about taking care of babies. When I was in high school I used to be a part time babysitter for our neighbor, so I could earn some extra bucks. While working at the mall, some customers would leave their kids with me for a while and they trusted me with their children."