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Oh man, this was not good. I grimaced as I looked around the room. Definitely not good.

"Oh man, what'd you do?" I wasn't yelling, though I very much wanted to. No need to attract attention to... this.

It was a mess. I'm not kidding. There was... was that toilet paper? Wait.. "Hey, that's my jacket!"

Oh god, have mercy on me. There was cookies all over the floor, papers, clothes, it was all scattered. The walls had paint, and the kids? That was even worse if possible.

"How could you let those cookies go to waste?" I asked to no one in particular. I felt something at my leg and looked down. That something was a someone. It was baby Tasha. She was smiling at me, saliva coming out of her lips, and she kept clapping her hands, and then raised her arms up to me. I wanted to be mad but that smile... Man, that smile.

I bent down to pick her up, once I was back on my feet we examined the mess that twins had made. I focused my eyes back on the twins who were standing up, their arms crossed behind their backs. They were looking down, ashamed. They should be.

"Why?" when they didn't answer me I continued, "Why me? Do you not like me? Or is this some sort of a welcome?" I asked, my voice slightly raised. They both looked up at me sheepishly.

"Ivan Belikov and Jason Belikov go to your room. Now!" They scurried off to their rooms, almost tripping on their way out. I shook my head and looked back at the room and the room.

I sighed while I heard a giggle from behind me. I turned on my heel with Tasha in my arms, and looked at the blonde girl on the doorway. Knowing she was caught, she blushed.

"Sorry. I'm Lissa Dragomir, Dimitri's best friend," she said smiling at me, and walking my way, with her hand stretched out.

I shifted Tasha to one arm and shook her small, but firm hand in mine. She was very pretty. She had platinum, straight hair that fell just down her shoulders, and beautiful jade eyes. She was tall and very slim; perfect model type.

She looked around the room and I felt embarrassed and flustered at how bad I was at this. I sank on my knees and set Tasha down on a blankie.

"I'm terrible," I said, looking around. She laughed, amused.

"No, Dimitri's children are just... very energetic. Especially Jason... He's the one you'll need to get on your good side, the twins never like any of their nannies," she said, frowning.

"But, you're much younger."

I sighed,"Maybe too much," I muttered.

"What do you mean?" she asked, sitting next to me.

"It seems like their dad didn't like me."

"Oh... He's still getting over his wife's death; she died when she gave birth to little Tasha."

Well, that was information I could have used. I rolled my eyes.

"C'mon, I'll help you before he comes back."

She pulled me back to my feet and together we cleaned the mess in the room.

"Yeah... I'm not sure about that."

He raised one perfect eyebrow at me. His mouth was set in a straight line, his arms crossed against his chest.

"What do you mean?" he asked. I rolled my eyes at him.

"I said, I'm not sure I want to do that."

I guess my words angered him, don't ask me how I knew. I just did. His eyes narrowed down, looking at me through slits.

"I want to keep an eye on you. I don't trust you as it is, if you want to keep you job, you're going to have to live here... Where you can be available to me at any time."

It was my turn to narrow my eyes at him. He was such an asshole! I wanted to choke him, but at the same time I wanted to jump his bones. Blushing, I looked away from him,and muttered, "Fine."

Pleased with himself the jerk off walked out of the room, and left me alone. I groaned and sat on one of the couches and started to call Mia, but then thought better of it. She was such a drama queen, she'd throw a fit through the phone. Rolling my eyes, I called Christian.

"What's up Posie?"

"Christian, guess what..."

And so my torture began.