Chapter 4 How This Journey Goes

　　Victoria

　　I tried my best to sound brave and strong. I could not appear weak before this man.

　　Looking at him, he still didn't seem convinced by my answer. Taking a really good look at his face, he seemed tired and worn out possibly because of the baby but still very dashing.

　　"So Miss Abbot, let's say a baby has been crying nonstop and couldn't hold down anything. What does that mean and what would you do? 

　　I saw something flash through his eyes for a second, maybe it was fear.

　　"What age are we looking at here," I asked carefully.

　　"2 months." He said standing up from his seat walking over to the glass window and looking through it over what looked like a garden. It was beautiful.

　　"Ohh I think he just craves breastmilk sir, he's tender you see."

　　He turned to look at me, his eyes strayed a bit to my chest before he looked back at my face.

　　"Can you do it, Miss Abbot?"

　　"Do what sir? I was confused.

　　"Can you breastfeed my son, Miss Abbot?" He was looking me dead in the eye as his back faced the beautiful garden.

　　I wanted to laugh out loud till I looked at his face and saw no trace of a smile, he was serious.

　　"Oh no sir, that's not possible. I'm sorry I can't do it sir, I'm not a wet nurse." I told him respectfully.

　　"How much for you to do it, Miss Abbot, I don't have time for these gimmicks." How rude

　　"It's not about the money sir, I really can't do it. I don't have a child so I'm not lactating." My cheeks flushed red.

　　He looked at my chest again before turning to face the garden once more.

　　"Then you leave me no choice, Miss Abbot. I can't hire you to care for my son."

　　What?!

　　"No sir, I can look after your baby, I can gradually introduce him to the formula." I was desperate, if I didn't get this job, I would be homeless soon.

　　"Leave Miss Abbot!" He said with a tone of finality.

　　I held back a tear as I slowly got up to leave and made my way to the door. As my hand touched the handle, the door flew open from outside and Sebastian walked in with a crying baby in his arms.

　　"Capo." He seemed nervous.

　　"Merda, non di nuovo." Mr. Rossi said, throwing his head back. He seemed nervous.

　　(Shit! Not again).

　　Sebastian handed the wailing baby over to his father, who looked like he did not know what to do with the baby.

　　"May I?" I asked him cautiously.

　　He eyed me like a criminal before handing him to me.

　　"Attento al mio erede, altrimenti ti faccio saltare il cervello." He said. Although I didn't understand Italian, it sounded like a threat.

　　(Careful with my heir, else I blow your brains off).

　　I gently carried the crying baby in my arms, stroking his back as I made my way to the glass window over looking the garden. I turned the baby so he could look at it while I rocked him from side to side as I placed a kiss on his head.

　　His wailing had reduced to just cute little hiccups as he paid close attention to the things I pointed out to him.

　　The room was so silent that you could hear a pin drop. The young heir had completely stopped crying at this point, he was just so focused on the garden.

　　I rocked him for what felt like hours till he fell asleep.

　　"Where is his room?" I asked his father.

　　"Follow me."

　　He led me down the hallway to a room on the right.

　　I laid the baby down in his cot as he slept soundly. I turned to meet Mr. Rossi directly in front of me. I took a step back.

　　"I'll take my leave now," I said making my way to the door of the nursery.

　　"Stay, please." He spat the last part like it was something strange and foreign to him.

　　"I can't breastfeed your son Mr. Rossi." I reminded him.

　　"You don't have to if you don't want to. I just need you to care for him like you did today. He seems comfortable around you." He said with a stoic expression.

　　"If so, then yes. I would love to be your baby's nanny." I offered a little smile which he didn't return.

　　"Matteo, his name is Matteo."

　　"That's a lovely name," I said looking back at the sleeping bundle. His name suits him, so cute.

　　"When can you start work?"

　　"Anytime sir,"

　　"Can you start tomorrow?"

　　"Of course sir, I'll be on my way now." I made a move to leave the nursery.

　　"I need one more favour from you." His voice halted my steps. I turned to look at him.

　　"I need you to be a live in nanny for my son. You will be leaving here."

　　Alessandro

　　I lazily flipped through the pages of the file in front of me. Sebastian had run a full background check on the new nanny. There was nothing catchy or interesting about this girl.

　　She had been fired from her previous jobs for different reasons. That was suspicious.

　　She had two best friends and had no close family members. She lost her father recently and lived alone.

　　No current boyfriend or ex boyfriend. No record of any relationship. No wonder she reacted that way to breastfeeding my son.

　　Everything about this girl puzzled me. She almost irritated me actually, with that blond hair and shy attitude.

　　If not that Matteo seemed relaxed with her, I would have deemed her useless and unfit for the job.

　　I would just have to wait and see how this journey goes.