Billionaire Daddy and Nanny 1(146)

I can’t believe that I’m standing here no more than a few feet away from her and she has no idea. We sat across from one another with her glaring daggers and showing just what kind of intimidation tactics she had underneath her sleeve. It was almost like I was mocking her by being there in a place that she felt comfortable. Her husband was not the main source of income. It didn’t take Marshall and me very long to figure out that she was the brains behind the operation.

I looked back at how I got here and the man that had changed everything for me. I knew that Lillian was on a rampage and nobody was safe from her wild accusations. She was screaming and pushing her finger into the chest of just about everyone. Those that hadn’t felt her wrath had made a hasty exit. They wanted nothing to do with her when she was in this state of mind.

“Shelly, I know that you’re new here, but there are a few fundamental facts that you should be aware of. Lillian needs everything done her way or it’s the highway. You might be safe. You don’t exactly scream anything more than wallpaper. I would say that’s sad, but in this case, it’s better that you don’t stand out from the crowd.” My trainer, Tina Wells was the backbone of the organization and knew where the skeletons were buried. She made sure that everything was going according to schedule without any deviation.

“I’m just grateful that I have a job and that I have the skills that pay the bills. This is not exactly what I want to do for the rest of my life, but it’s a good place to start. I don’t know what I was thinking when I got a degree in the arts. It’s not worth the paper that it’s printed on. I have thought about teaching, but I’m not sure that I can handle kids screaming in my ear 8-hours a day.” I was playing the part of Shelly Kincaid a meek and mild young woman with dark hair. On closer inspection, it would be revealed that the roots were not exactly as advertised.

“You have come highly recommended for the position and it’s not like I had much of a choice. I was in a bind and like a godsend, you were sent to me. You’ve been working here for the past week and you’ve done exactly as I’ve told you to do. You have stayed out of the way and completed your tasks in a timely manner without having me to dictate or guide you by the hand.” She was a studious young woman, but underneath the ponytail and the glasses was this sexual creature waiting to be unleashed on the world.

Marshall had made a preemptive strike by reaching out to a colleague to get me into this position. It was fortuitous that they were looking for somebody and that my resume pretty much was catered to their needs. It was fabricated, completely a lie perpetrated by Marshall and myself to get me close enough to destroy Lillian from the inside.

“I have no interest in making waves for anybody.” To anybody that knew me, they would shake their head in disbelief by the transformation from a sexual kitten on the prowl to something of a woman that had lost sight of herself. I showed no confidence, kept my head down and did not show my obvious attributes by using some strategic tape to keep things in place.

No guy was giving me a second look and looking flat did not afford me the leering gazes of the male populous. I wore baggy clothes; nothing of a brand name and everything that I was wearing was off the rack of a surplus discount store. I wanted to shed these layers, slip into a Chanel original, but there was no way that I could without exposing myself as a fraud.

I’d noticed in the first week that I was working that Lillian was not predictable. Her hours would always change like she didn’t want anybody to really know when she was coming and going. It made my job a little harder, but it was a matter of waiting for the right opportunity to strike.

“That’s what I like about you, Shelly. You have no interest in the corporate ladder or the backstabbing that is needed to make those necessary steps. I’ve learned in my five years being here that it’s better not to do anything that is going to get you noticed unless it benefits you in some way. Lillian is a hard taskmaster, completely in her element and her husband stays away letting her deal with the day to day business. Don’t let her hear me say this, but I think that she’s a scary bitch. If I were to hazard a guess, I would say that her husband wants to be around her as little as possible.” Tina was standing with her back toward Lillian, giving me a bird’s eye view over her shoulder how she was interacting with the rest of the staff.

There were many departments, some that I had no idea what they were about and others that I had to do some research to find out. Marshall was waiting for me to report in. It was agreed that we would not see each other for that whole week in case Lillian was using her vast resources to watch out for any kind of a spy in her mist. It was hard not to touch him and to feel him taking great pleasure from my body. I wanted to howl in that obvious enjoyment. They say that abstinence makes the heart grow fonder. To me, it was more that I was getting hotter by the second and I was going to attack him upon the first sight of his body in a nicely form-fitting suit.