Elena POV.

Earlier that day as I took the short walk down to the estate where the Wolfie brothers lived, I stopped by a cafe and made a request for a cup of black coffee but someone else had pushed me away from the counter before my order was delivered.

“What the fuck?” I gasped out with pure annoyance as I immediately turned to face the male on black face mask.

I stood transfixed, his eyes were the color of the ocean and reminded me of that of my sister which sent a pang of pain slicing through my heart but I forced it back down, his jaws were sharp from the outline I could see and I knew at a glance that he was gorgeous.

My body reacted and a rush of heat slammed into me at his clothes proximity. He was so close and I could see the outline of his body and desire rushed through my pussy.

But I also felt this sense of famil-.

“Watch it” he barked out, taking me off my daydreaming as he took my cup of coffee, slammed some paper bills on the counter and began for the door without a word of apology.

I hissed and tried to hold back my anger but he then bumped into me on his way past and my temper flared as I grabbed his shoulders.

“Let go!!” He exclaimed and I smirked before I spun him around and grabbed the coffee cup and spilled the coffee on his head.

“The f*** did you do that for!!” He exclaimed with eyes blazing with anger but I could care less.

“Next time, be gentle with ladies” I smirked before I left the coffee shop with pure satisfaction for treating his arrogant ass with what it deserved.

Reality

“Uncle” Jennifer rushed up to him and hugged his legs and I felt my eyes widen like saucers as he removed his face mask to reveal a smirk.

“Mr Logan” I forced past my lips before I gave a small quick bow and he walked into the room, steps measured and filled with confidence. How hadn't I noticed it before? He walked as though he owned the place and from the research I had done on them, he really did own the Café.

“You're the new nanny” he said as he glanced around the room with an expression of distaste. Don't worry, the feeling was mutual. I hated the pink colors but what can I say.

“I am the new caregiver for Jennifer, Yes.” I responded with a correction and his eyes snapped back to mine, cold and watching. He was searching for something but he wouldn't find it. I made sure of that.

“Hmm, don't step out of line. You have free rein of some designated areas but Jennifer will tell you where not to step.” His tone suggested I understand what he was telling me before he turned and left the room, Jennifer tagging along with him.

And just as he did, my phone rang lowly behind me and I took it out of my pocket to find dotted lines staring back at me ominously.

I sighed before I picked up and went to lock up the door before turning on the tap.

“Miss H.” I said curtly into the mouthpiece.

“How's it going?” Her voice was sharp and cutting and a twinge of deep rooted fear rushed through my heart but I tamped it down immediately.

“The first phase is a success” I informed and she hummed.

“Need I remind you of the stakes!” She barked out, voice still calm but now more harder.

“Not exactly, Miss H.” I replied, the fear now back and my heart began to race in my chest.

“Then get the job done and do not waste my time” she said before disconnecting the call and before my very eyes, the call log was deleted. Removing anything that would incriminate me if they were to get suspicious of me.

“You look like you just sucked a bitter lemon” filled my ears and I twisted around just to find Jennifer looking out a small window by my bedside.

“What the hell is that?” I walked up to her grinning face.

“You cursed!” She exclaimed and I smirked.

“Yeah, I am grown. You're not” I replied before slamming the window close in her face.

I skid down the wall and clutched my heart with a small gasp, she hadn't heard anything which was good or I would be fucked before I even started.

“Open up” filled my ears and I furrowed my brows before going to open the door and came face to face with the gorgeous lady Jennifer kept pranking.

“Who are you?” I asked, voice polite.

“My name is Cleo, daughter of Mr Pablo and I am the brothers fiance” she introduced with an air of pride and my brows furrowed the more.

“I don't understand why you're telling me this” I said to her with confusion and she hissed at me, red glaring in her eyes with growing anger. How was she so easy to rile up.

“I don't want you thinking about the guys, ever” she narrowed her eyes at me with warning and I gave a nod.

“I understand but you're wrong” I replied to her with a small smile.

“Excuse me? Wrong?” She spat out the word like it was dirt and disgusting to her.

“Yes. The two young Brothers are gorgeous and my boss so I don't see how I cannot be able to think about them” I explained and she gave me a blank stare right before she raised up her hand and sent it straight at my face.

My eyes snapped shut instantly at that but the slap never landed and the next thing I heard was a gasp.

“Lucian…. Logan…. W- what are you doing here?” I opened my eyes and found that of radiant blues staring back at me– he snapped his wrists and she was sent stumbling into the walls with a cry of pain leaving her lips.

“You have a lot of time on your hands and nerves too, Cleo. To be messing with Jennifer’s Caregiver” came from behind me and my eyes widened with shock, why were they even here? I thought they had left already, why were they back. I

“Mr Lucian, Mr Logan…”