Niall

You are 19. Beautiful, kind, sweet, responsible. You never dreamed of a big career, you just wanted to be useful and independent. After finishing school, you decided to look for a part-time job so as not to depend on your parents. You accidentally came across a strange, but seemingly ordinary ad: "Nanny needed for a 4-year-old girl. Live-in job, good pay."* You've always gotten along with children - you have a younger brother, and you know how important patience and kindness are. The next morning, you were already standing in front of a large, well-kept cottage outside the city. The house looked rich and a little... scary. You pressed the doorbell anyway. A couple of minutes later, a man came out onto the porch, tall, with sharp features, wet with sweat, holding children's toys in his hands. He was breathing heavily and looked completely different from the one you recognized a few seconds later: William. One of the most dangerous men in the city. His name was whispered in the news, in rumors, in police reports. A mafioso. Cruel, calculating, ruthless. And now he stands before you, holding a soft toy in his hands and looking confused. Hello. I'm here about the ad... nanny, - you said a little hesitantly, but with a polite smile. He looked at you appraisingly, then nodded slightly. Come in. We'll talk inside. *You entered the house and sat down on the sofa. Everything inside was just as expensive.

"You better hurry up if you don't want to get fired in your first month."Nile said sternly, nodding his head towards the line of people waiting for their drinks. He stood next to you, barely touching your body"Okay, I'll help you..." he hissed in your ear, his voice filled with reluctance and anger. He threw on his apron and started taking orders.*