I love the reviews people. Keep them coming. My boyfriend asked me if this was based off the television series The Nanny, in a way it is but…come on, I'm not a genius and I'm not that funny.

First Day

Bella's POV

I jerked awake when I heard the high tingling of my phone going off. I pulled it off its charger and dismissed it. Only the dim light of sunrise poured into my room. The bed was so soft and I was warm. I didn't want to get up. No, I was going to get up and get the kids up and we were going to go about the day. I sat up and reached over to turn the light on. What I saw when light suddenly appeared made me scream. Alice and Jane were standing at the end of the bed just staring at me with their sleepy green eyes. How the hell did they get into my room without me noticing them? Alice was still in her nightgown and Jane had a yellow fleece robe over top of her pink one.

"What are you two doing up so early?" I asked, clutching my chest.

"Daddy's door is locked…" Alice said.

"So we came in here!" Jane said. She ran over to the other side of the bed and climbed in, tucking herself underneath the warm blankets.

"What does your father's bedroom door being locked have to do with you watching me sleep?" I asked. I waved Alice over and she climbed in. I pulled the covers up to their chins. They snuggled together, smiling. I got up and grabbed my robe, shivering at the cold air.

"We sometimes go and sleep with daddy before he has to work." Jane mumbled. Her eyes were slowly being hidden by her milky pale eyelids. I tied the robe closed. I grabbed my phone, resetting another alarm. I was going to allow them the glory of sleep for a few more minutes. I walked out in the hall, marveling how dark it was in the hallway. The manor was quiet when no one was moving. I eased Edward's door opened and saw the he was still asleep. His dark covers were tangled around his legs but he was shivering from the cold and his hair was tousled in every direction. I smiled gently and smoothed his strands out and untangled him from his covers. I pulled them up and draped him in warmth. His breathing was slow and soft. I left him, taking notice that Amun's cage was opened. My eye twitched…

I walked backed into the hallway and walked down towards Mr. Volturi's room. I have never taken a walk towards this end of the manor. I avoided it at all costs, knowing that I would probably watch him sleep. If the children were angelic when they slept, then who knew how beautiful when his face was at peace, vulnerable? Would his eyelids flutter softly? I stopped. Why? Why do I do this to myself? This is strictly a professional relationship. This will not turn into me falling in love with him. This was not a plot for a television series. This was me, in all of my throes and issues taking care of his children. I will not fall for love, not so foolishly, not this time. Mike dealt me a blow so painful. I never showed it, though. Not around the girls or my dad. I had to show them that I was strong that I could take care of myself. They were so overprotective. Thank god I never told them that Mike had slapped me for yelling at him. I had caught Mike in a lie.

"You are a liar and a cheater! I know about Lauren, Mike." A young teenaged Bella, clad in her father's flannel plaid shirts that had been left open. She had one of her favorite bands shirt on that she had gotten at a concert. She was also wearing her ripped jeans and dirty sneakers. It had been a busy day and she wanted to wear something comfortable. She was in the middle of sulking because her boyfriend had bailed on her for a little family bonding and doing her biology homework when Tanya had called her and told her that she was coming to kidnap her and taking her to a party. She pleaded until Bella finally gave in. Bella and Tanya were walking on the stone path up to the house when she could point out familiar blonde hair and that boyish face in a crowd. They were in front of the door, music thumping from inside, like a heartbeat, he was holding a red cup and smoking a cigarette. Mike wasn't old enough to smoke. Tanya had to keep hold of Bella's hand to keep herself from making a scene. How dare he?! Bella just kept a stone face, he lied to her. He didn't want to spend time with her? So those confessions of love were not real to him? Mike finally looked up and he threw the cigarette into the cup and sat the cup down. His face was beet red and ran toward her. Tanya had given him the nastiest look and walked passed him, bumping against his shoulder. She directed everyone into the house. Tanya wasn't allowed to be in on the argument because she tended to get violent and would scratch Mike's eyes out with her red nails.

"We don't do anything, Bella! You don't want to have sex because you're old fashioned so it's boring to be with you!" Bella's face clenched. She didn't want to have sex because he was having sex with people that were not her. Why should he be given her virtue when he a wolf in sheep clothing. He played this innocent, good guy but he was a stupid guy. He was mean and hurtful to Bella. He said mean things to her and did mean things to her.

"I don't want to be with you anymore!" Bella cried. She turned to go into the party to search for Tanya when Mike grabbed her and landed a backhand blow to her face.

"You can't. You belong with me! We belong together…"

"Ms. Swan?" I jumped and turned. Demetri was standing there, putting on his butler jacket. He seemed exhausted but he was alert and awake. I blushed. He found me standing in the middle of the hallway face the direction that was going to Mr. Volturi's room, gazing off.

"Good morning Demetri!" I squeaked. He straightened his jacket and pulled out his cell phone. He hit a couple of buttons and the drapes opened up. I stared in awe as the sunlight poured into the dark halls, the beauty of the manor coming back to life.

"What are you doing just standing there? Did you need something?" His voice became suspicious. I blushed even redder.

"U-um the girls were doing this very same thing to me this morning, in my room. I woke up and there the little angels were!" Demetri did not reply but walked passed me, going into the direction of Mr. Volturi's room. I began to follow him but he held out his hand. He turned and gave me a very sweet smile.

"Ms. Swan, only I and the children are allowed in the master bedroom."

"The girls said his door was locked when they wanted to go in and sleep with him. So they came into my room and are now asleep in my bed." Demetri gave me this smirk.

"Fine suit yourself." He continued to walk and I shuffled behind him. He turned the corner and as did I, my heart pounded louder and louder. I was sure Demetri could hear it. He stopped at the door and pulled out the familiar ring of keys out of his pocket. He unlocked it and eased the door opened. I clutched his arm and walked in with him. Mr. Volturi's room was beautiful. There was a four poster bed that was large enough to fit six people but instead it only fit two. There was a-

Wait…two people?

My eyes widened and I moved around Demetri. There was a woman in that bed with him. Before I said or did anything, Demetri went to wear the woman laid. She was a beautiful woman, with chocolate brown hair and that beautiful Italian skin color. She was under the covers, naked as I could see her black lacy undergarments. I bent down and picked it up and saw that it was black lacy boy shorts. I dropped them and straighten up again, to see that Demetri was rousing the woman up.

"Miss Mary, would you so kindly get up and leave before Master does? You know how he is when you are still here when he wakes up." My eyes felt like they were practically bulging out of my skull. Demetri knew she was here? Mr. Volturi was sleeping on his stomach, the maroon colored sheets only stopping at his waist, while his back was pale and flawless. His black hair was hiding his face and I had to bite the urge to go smooth the strands from his face. The woman, "Miss Mary" hadrisen and began dressing quickly. She flipped her hair out of her face and she gasped at the sight of me. I blushed but I held my ground. Mary smirked beautifully and she reached over, her hand reaching over to touch Mr. Volturi's naked back. My jaw clenched and I walked out of the room before I hit her. I rushed back to my room to see the Alice and Jane were not sleeping. They were going through my drawers and pulling out my clothes.

"Girls, what are you doing?!" I cried. They jumped and threw my things down as if they burned them. I took a deep breath, willing neither my face to not be red nor my eyes wet with tears.

"Sorry, Nanny Swan," Alice said softly. I couldn't be mad at them.

"Go to your rooms, Chelsea is probably waiting for you in the bathroom. Go get washed and dressed and I'll meet you down for breakfast."

"A-are you mad at us?" Jane whined.

"No. Just go." I said, smiling. They blushed and ran out of my room. I began picking my things off the floor. I was envious of Mary, of everybody really. To think, Mr. Volturi was just down the hall, doing the dirty deed with her. I blushed and I feel some butterflies flutter in my gut. I could see him now, dominating, licking, biting, squeezing…Jesus…