The Billionaire I Fell In Love With

He can’t believe he cares that she wanna leave. Is he enjoying her company that much?

“Mr Ethan, i shouldn’t be here with you. I mean… you’re my employee, I’m just your daughter’s nanny, i should not talk so comfortably with you. Like, it’s too soon. it doesn’t feel right, i don’t deserve to be here with you” Irish said, blinking hard.

“You’re my daughter’s nanny doesn’t mean i can’t sit or talk with you, I’m a billionaire does not mean you don’t deserve to be seated beside me. I’m not a god! I’m a human like you. I know you wouldn’t have said that if it was not me you’re seated with, i don’t want to start seeing you as someone who makes wealthy people feel bad” Ethan said, with a raised brow.

“No, but I’m sure you don’t sit with your workers like this, staring at the fireplace”

“That’s because we don’t have that in common, i don’t restrict my workers from coming into my library but they never come. I can sit here staring at the fireplace with any of my workers, it’s not because it’s you. I’m relating with you like i would to any of my workers and i also want you to put my wealthy state aside and relate with me like you would a poor person”Ethan said, breathing out.

He hates making the less privileged feel unworthy, it makes him feel so bad.

“I.. i why are you… so different? You definitely don’t act like a billionaire. Most of them love leaving a wide gap between them and the less privileged, It’s just so… Thank you for being different” Irish said, deeply touched by Ethan’s personality…

“Promise me you won’t feel unworthy whenever you’re with me. It makes me feel bad” Ethan said.

“I promise” Irish smiled, admiring the way the glow of the fire made his hair glint. “So… we were talking about?”Ethan asked.

“Huh? Yeah you were telling me a story about ‘Y’ Which has a tail and two branches” Irish said

and they both laughed.

“I love your collection of books” Irish said glancing round the library. One can spend years in reading all of the books here.

“Thank you! But most of the novels here are Spic-fic novels, you might not find them interesting” Ethan said.

“Yeah, i saw that when Gabrielle showed me the library” Irish said.

“But there are few romance novels though. I know you’ll like them” Ethan said.

“How do you know i like romance novels?” Irish asked. “You look like someone who does” Ethan said. “Really?” Irish laughed.

“No, i only guessed you would. Most ladies love romance novels isn’t it?”

“Hmm… i can’t speak for them but I’m definitely among the ladies who love romance novels”

“Especially the ones that end with “and they lived happily ever after” isn’t that so childish?” Ethan rolled his eyes.

“No, it’s not. There’s nothing more sweet than reading a novel with a beautiful ending” Irish smiled.

“But you have to admit it’s childish” Ethan said. “No it’s not”

“It is” “It’s not”

“It is!”

“I swear it’s not” “I swear it is”

They both laughed and silence followed.

They stared at the fireplace with different thoughts running in their minds.

“I’m starting to feel sleepy” Irish said.

“Bedtime. We’ve spent enough time here” Ethan said.

They both got on their feet and Irish watched the fire once more while Ethan put the book on the table back in it’s place.

“Ready?” Ethan asked.

“Of course” Irish yawned as they both walked out of the library. Ethan closed the door behind them and they headed to their rooms.

“Goodnight Mr Ethan” Irish said on getting to her door. “Night” Ethan said and watched her walk into her room.

He checked on Arin before finally going to his room.

“Good morning” Arin heard from her sleep.

Irish had walked into her room through the adjoining door.

She frowned a little bit in her sleep, knowing the voice does not belong to her father. He’s the one who wakes her up..

She finally opened her eyes after fighting the thought of going back to sleep. She saw Irish bringing out her school wears.

She placed her polished shoes next to it and then opened the drawer and brought out her bodyThis content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

cream with her hair comb.

“Irish” Arin called with a sleepy voice.

“Ohh… you’re finally awake” Irish said turning to her. “Good morning to you” Irish greeted with a smile. “Good morning” Arin said, sitting up on the bed.

The door opened and a maid walked in with a glass cup of water. “Good morning” the maid greeted.

“Good morning” Irish and Arin chorused.

Arin took the glass cup of water and gulped it down her throat, she placed the empty glass cup back on the tray and the maid left.

“Did you ordered for water in your sleep?” Irish asked curiously. “Or your dad did for you?” Irish asked.

“No, the Maids are aware i drink a glass cup of water every morning before even stepping down from my bed. It’s healthy, you should start doing so too” Arin said.

“Ohh.. okay, so how did they knew you were awake. Our voices weren’t so loud” Irish wondered. “My lights is on, you switched it on after you walked into my room” Arin said.

“Ohh.. yes! I did” Irish smiled. The door opened again..

“I already had wate..” Arin was saying but stopped when she saw it was her father. “Daddy!” She smiled getting on her feet.

“Hey princess, good morning” Ethan said and bent to pull his daughter into a hug, he kissed her forehead.

He hadn’t noticed Irish’s presence in the room. “Good morning Dad, how was your night?” Arin asked.

“Awesome, i slept like baby Arin” Ethan said making Arin chuckles.

“But you came into my room late, Irish beat you to it today” Arin pouted. “Really? Where’s she?” Ethan asked.

He had enjoyed the time he spent with her last night and he thought about her till he went to sleep.

He just like the fact that her personality is different and they share things in common. Chatting with her had felt like he was chatting with a friend.

“She’s right behind you” Arin giggled. “Huh?” Ethan asked, turning.

“Oh… my” He said obviously startled when he saw Irish truly standing behind him.