Sold to the Cold CEO: The Billionaire daughters' maid

Chapter 4 She's a little witch!

Mia's POV

"Be my daughter's maid." I blinked, trying to decipher his words. Was it code for something?

"I don't get it." I shook my head, confusion etched on my face.

Alexander crossed his legs, his gaze piercing mine. "What don't you get?" he asked, his tone firm but curious.

I took a deep breath, my nerves tensed. His stare was unsettling, making my heart race. I clutched the blanket, my eyes darting to my clothes. I was no longer wearing Alexander's suit jacket but a silk extremely comfortable nightgown.

My eyes widened as I looked to look at Alexander.

"Did you..." I trailed off, my voice barely audible.

Alexander's lips curled into a mocking smile. "What if I did?"

I could feel the heat rising up to my face. I didn't could be embarrassment, or anger or both, but all I knew was that I was wronged.

Alexander had seen me naked few hours ago, but that still didn't give him right to undress me.

My temper flared and I lost control of my mouth.

"You perverted..."

" It wasn't me." We said at the same time.

Alexander face visibly darkened as he growled, his eyes flashing in warning.

I paused my cussing and pursed my lips.

Did he just say it wasn't him? Then who?

My mind went back to the pretty doctor. Could it he the doctor? Amelia?

I glanced at Alexander for confirmation, but his expression was unreadable... Well not exactly unreadable, I could read on expression clearly... Anger.

He took a deep breath standing up and walking towards me, his movements fluid, and checked his watch. "You start work in two hours. I..."

"Work? Which work?" I interrupted.

What work? Coud it be that he wanted me to really be his s*x slave...this bastard.

There was no way I would agree to this, even if it meant running away again.

Alexander glared at me, his tone really inpatient. "Did you not heat the part when I told you, you'll be my daughter's maid? Or are you deaf now?"

Oh... That work.

"Sorry, How much do I get paid?" I asked again this time with excitement. Since I've seen how big his house was, I should be expecting a huge amount id money as salary, right?

Alexander's expression turned incredulous. "You're not getting paid."

My eyes widened in surprise as I crossed my arms on my chest, my eyes locked on his. "Why not?"

He loved closee towards me, towering over me, his voice low and menacing. "Can you pay me back the million dollars I used to buy your freedom?"

My breathing increased for two reasons, one he was so close, too I knew I couldn't pay back that amount of money in ten years.

"You're going to be my daughter's nanny without complains until I decide the debt is cleared," he stated, his voice dripping with authority.

I nodded, my eyes fixed on his. He was too close, his breathing sending shivers down my spine.

The door burst open, and a little girl with two cute ponytails and a pink jumper appeared. "Daddy, Aunty Amelia said you were in...here." Her tone dropped when she saw me.

Alexander stepped back, his face softening as he gazed at his daughter. "She's your new nanny, her name's Mia."

Lilly's eyes narrowed, her voice laced with disdain. "I don't want a nanny! They all just want the same thing!"

Alexander crouched beside her, his voice gentle. "Trust me, honey, Mia's different."

Lilly's eyes flicked to me, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "How? Because she's not as pretty as the previous ones?"

I felt a pang in my chest, but Alexander's smirk only fueled my irritation.

"Maybe," he agreed, his eyes glinting with amusement.

I rolled my eyes, my smile forced. "I'll leave you both to talk."

As Alexander left, I turned to Lilly, my voice bright. "Hi, I'm Mia."

Lilly's eyes rolled. "I know, my dad just said so."

I forced a smile, my mind racing. This kid was annoying, but I needed to win her over.

"Ok, what's your name?" I asked, my tone cheerful.

"Lilly. But that would be ma'am Lilly to you," she said, her voice dripping with entitlement.

I bit back my retort, my smile strained. This little brat wanted me to call her ma'am? I'd rather have my tongue cut off!

"Look here, I don't know what you and my dad agreed, but I just want to tell you that he would never like you," Lilly said, her voice dripping with malice.

"Who said I want your father to like me?" I replied, my voice laced with sarcasm.

Lilly burst into laughter. "Of course you do, all of you do."

All of me? What does that mean?

"You better leave now." She whispered as if she had just given me the greatest advise in the world.

" I can't." I dropped the smile, my eyes locked on hers. This kid was indeed her father's daughter – spoiled, entitled, and unbearable.

Plus she wasn't buying my smiles anyways.

"Then..." Her cute voice dropped low "... I'm going to so much frustrate you in this house that you'll regret ever steeping foot here". She threatened.

I won't lie, I was taken aback.

Who is this child's mother?

She glares at me with so much disdain that I shifted uncomfortably on the bed trying to avoid her eyes.

Now I understood the reason Alexander added with no complains when he said I would be his child's nanny.

Because he knew his daughter was just like him both of them being proud and annoying. He was like the devil while she... A little f*****g witch!