Chapter 23. Crazy Nanny Clara

~~~ Gladmir’s POV ~ Past ~ ~~~

The cake fell from my mum’s hands and shattered on the ground. “What the hell is going on here?” dad yelled as he flung the champagne that shattered on the wall generating a sore sound all over the room and interrupting our sleep.

We throbbed out of bed and saw dad, mum and my siblings gazing at us with disappointment before we realized that we were still naked.

Instantly we grabbed bed sheets to cover our bodies. It was so embarrassing, especially for Nanny and me. The other lady was busily dressed like nothing was going on. She was so focused on packing her stuff that it even made me angry. At least she could show some respect to the people before her.

“What did you do to my son, evil woman!” mum ran in to hit Clara but Dad stopped her. “I'm so sorry, madam. Sorry, sir, it's not what you think” Nanny started beginning with tears rushing down her cheeks like a precipitated. I was terrified still I felt so sorry for her that couldn't help it.

“What have you done to my son?” Mum screamed as she busted into tears and for the first time in my entire life I saw my mum crying, — Damn! I was the course of those tears. That was so heartbreaking and tears made me, weak.

“Take the kids to their room” dad mumbled to, mum and she did it immediately.

Once the other lady was done packing her things, she carried her briefcase saying “Don't forget to send the balance of my payment, Clara” with that said she moved out of the room without any fear and Dad said nothing so Nanny Clara followed her.

Unfortunately, Dad stopped her “Hey, lady, where the hell do you think that you are going to?” he yelled “Stop right there, stupid woman! By the time I'm done with you, you will regret ever knowing me!” he scolded.

She was shivering the hell out of her “Please, sir I'm sorry, let me go, please” she went on her knees imploring for mercy. “Don't bother woman, you will leave this house, — once I'm done with you,” he moved further and tightly gripped her hair and brutally pulled her out of the room with no compassion. “Dad, you are hurting her!” I said with a trembling voice as I followed them.

“Are you crazy? How dare you even speak to me?” he pushed me backwards and he locked me in the room. While he was locking the door of my room, Nanny Clara managed to get off his grip and she ran out to the gate. “Stupid, woman!” they exclaimed as he watch her running out with a bed sheet wrapped over her body. Then he took his phone out of his chest pocket, sent a text message and kept it back.

“Dad!… Open, this door!… I'm 18 years old and I'm not more than a child. I have attained maturity whether you like it or not” I hit the door nonstop. “You will remain in there until you get some senses. I'm disappointed in you, Xavier!” with this said he moved to the parlour.

There, he moved to the small bar and poured out a few glasses of whiskey that he drank in a gulp before walking to the couch with the glass still filled.

He was watching the TV peacefully sipping his whiskey when he received a phone call. “We have her, Boss. What should we do with her?” the voice asked. “The usual treatment for traitors,” Dad said. “Sir, she's a woman, I doubt if she will survive it!” he worried. “Shut up and just do it. One last thing; keep her with you for a week!” with this said he calmly offed the call.

“How can you be so calm after what that evil woman has done to our son?” mum rushed downstairs yelling at Dad “Where the hell is she?” she screamed so loud that I could slightly hear her from my room. “What kind of a man are you? Why punish our son and let that woman go?” she stood in front of that obstructing his view.

“Get out of my viewpoint, woman, I'm watching the TV and if you want to talk to me, address me properly, woman. I'm not your mate or your kid. If you feel like yelling at someone your useless son is up there for that” his voice was so threatening that she didn't say anything. Instead, she stepped back, she knew how frantic he could be at times.

“Sorry, darling, I got overwhelmed. What I mean is; what do we do to that woman?” she rectified her question as she stooped to his level since he was seated down on a couch.

“Come here, my darling wife!” he took her into his arms and said “I'm dealing with her already but I'm sorry I can't make any comment about the kind of treatment that I'm receiving her because if I do mention it, you will surely have nightmares” he gently caressed her hair.

She smiled “If you are already dealing with her, then I'm fine. I don't want to know the details. Just make her pay, darling. I'm so furious!” she tightly clutched her fists. “Of course, she will” he sipped his drink.

A few days later, mum and Dad allowed me to get out of my room but not of the house but with constant begin on my part, they finally, forgive me.

Then one day, I got a call, and guess who it was? The devil herself, my nanny, asked if we could hang out together. I immediately texted back a big “NO!” I could do that to my parents. I

But mehn, being with her was my only desire. I text back saying “YES!” I accepted and we met at a club. One of those private perverts clubs. Unfortunately, this time I was super broke and I felt so bad I couldn't even offer her a drink but aside from that, we had a good time together. She paid all the bills and we fucked the hell out of each other.

She so much used me that even and many other evenings that at times I even felt like her whore. I could fuck, toast her for hours give have twenty orgasms a night yet she was never satisfied, she always wanted more and more… She was crazy and I loved that.

She later introduced me to her crazy female friends, who were as crazy as her and who also loved money. Money which I couldn't access anymore so I started doing weird activities with Smith the dude I once rescued at the university.

My meetings with my nanny and her friends became so frequent that at times we ended up doing threesomes, to eightsomes, depending on the number of people around.

Mum, later got to know about my meetings with my ex-nanny, but it was already late, and she couldn't do anything about it. However, I wasn't aware that she had found out because even when I lied to her she never said anything.

Then after some time, I stopped receiving calls or texts from Nanny Clara. I thought she was sick or wanted to be alone for sometimes but things started getting seriously heated when her friends began calling me that she was nowhere to be found.

At this point I knew something was wrong, I waited for two months, but got no response from her, she practically disappeared. I tried searching for her in vain. It was only then that for the first time I saw where she and her daughter lived. It was a very small but beautiful house. I didn't get into the house I just watch from a distance.

Her daughter was taken away by her aunty, from what I was told since the mother was nowhere to be found.

I was really angry that she left, I was mad at her because she introduced me to something I couldn't stop myself from doing and must, especially because she left without even informing me like I and all that we shared didn't matter. It took me time to recover from her departure, some times I felt so lonely.

“And till now deep within me I wish I could see her once more, even for an hour. I have so many questions to ask her!” I think deep within me without letting out too Aria…