༺𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐳𝐨 𝐌o𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐨 | 𝐁𝐋༻

Lorenzo leaned the rake against the garden wall and dried his hands on his trousers. From the outside, he looked like a simple gardener hired by Federico to help with the upkeep of the mansion.

Of course, that was a lie.

He had his own reasons for being there.

What I didn't expect was that, among all the possible problems, a new one would appear.

The front door had just opened.

—And who is this?

He asked when he saw a stranger crossing the garden accompanied by Greta.

—The new nanny—she (Delfina) replied without paying much attention while sunbathing—. Federico hired him this morning.

Lorenzo raised an eyebrow.

A babysitter.

He watched the newcomer for a few seconds.

Then he smiled.

—Look at that...

I knew absolutely nothing about him.

I didn't know his name.

I didn't know how long I planned to stay.

And she didn't know why it was suddenly so difficult for her to look away.

"Well..." he murmured with amusement, adjusting his gardener's cap. "It seems the mansion has just become a little more interesting."

Her eyes fell once again on the new nanny.

—Hey, you.

He pointed it out with a carefree smile.

-What is your name?