Babysitting The Billionaire’s Adult Son

Mr Gordon is about to rip off her nightie when they both hear a hearable cough behind them. The cough is louder enough to fetch them from their eros fantasy.

Melanie jump down from his lap, she straightened her dress and they both look behind their back only to see Archie grinning hard at them.

“Hey,” Mr Gordon groans unusually at him, “I thought you left?!” he sneers while brushing his hair backwards. Melanie stands still beside him, hitching her neck as she stares nervously at Archie.

“Ah, ah!” Archie chuckled, lifting his hands to their faces. “I got us this.” he drawled happily, handing over a thick fur coat to his father.

“Is this not the exact coat OUR Melanie modelled?” he asks, emphasising the word ‘our’ which makes Melanie’s cheeks hurt from blushing way too hard.

Archie scoff at his father. “What do you mean ‘our?’ Auntie Melanie is mine.” He sticks out his tongue at his father.

Melanie smirk at their bickering, she doesn’t like to see the two bicker over little things but she can’t stop their mouths from running. can she?

“Hey, guys can you both stop already?” she slapped her forehead in annoyance. It’s as though her voice is like a drop of rain, the two guys stop their bickering and Melanie at them for honouring her presence.

The silent moment barely lasted for a minute when Archie jump to his father’s front just so he could say his mind.

“I said, that’s enough,” Melanie yells, glaring at the two guys. “Both of you should keep quiet.” she rolls her eyes at them. Forgetting what brought up the issue.

Archie takes a step back, giving room for Melanie to stand in between them. “I should be the one getting all mad.” she scoffs, glaring dagger at the coat in their hands. “About that…” she pauses, pointing at the coat and Archie trace her gaze to his hand.

“Yes, about this… What’s about this?” he asks, not knowing where she’s driving at.

“Silly! Where’s mine?” she crosses her arms over her shoulder.

The two guys burst into a peal of laughter which makes Melanie wonder what in the name of the Lord Jesus is wrong with them.

“Wait, are you being jealous right now?” Mr Gordon cough amidst his laughter. He stop laughing for a while so he could catch his breath.

“Auntie!” Archie calls out to her, he glares at his father and abruptly stops laughing. “I’m sorry, I only bought two on the company’s website. Didn’t know that you have none.” Archie sighed, he stretches out his hand to Melanie.

“It’s fine, I was given one after the shooting. I will go get it.” she smiles at him.

Melanie tries to walk away from the living room, forgetting that Mr Gordon is right behind her back. She bumps into him, their shoulders collide and Mr Gordon quickly holds her in his palm before she could hit the ground.

“Hey, watch your step!” He gasps and put her back on her feet.

“Did I ask you to help me?” Melanie groans out through gritted teeth. She steps on his toes and he let out a cry.

“The fuck is wrong with you, Mel?!” He groans walks up to the single sofa and quietly sits down on it.

“You should stop shouting at my Auntie.” Archie secretly rolls his eyes, not knowing exactly what Melanie did.

“Did you not see what did? Oh my God!” he rubs his toes and breath out air on them.

“Stop finding fault.” he kisses his teeth together before going to sit at the edge of the sofa that his father seat on.

Melanie chuckles at his innocence. She shakes her head negatively and walks up the stairs to fetch the thick coat from her room.

She rushes back downstairs after grabbing the coat from the wardrobe. She walks up to them and notices that the two have been clad in theirs already. She slides her hands into the coat before proceeding to fold the collar.

Archie looks up at Melanie and smiles warmly at her, noticing that her colour is the same as his father’s. “Oops, my colour is different.” he pouts, staring from Melanie to his father.

“Really?” Mr Gordon laughs, he gazes at Melanie to see that they are wearing a matching coat while Archie’s own is a bit flashy.

“Doesn’t matter.” Melanie quickly says before Mr Gordon could say something to annoy the sweet little boy.

He shrugs his shoulder and rests his head on the backrest. “It does matter. But if you say it doesn’t matter, then fine.” Mr Gordon laughs. He loves picking up a fight with his son at any slight opportunity.

Archie doesn’t act like he is the one his father is trying to annoy. He walks up to Melanie and they sit down on the three-seater.

“I will change the movie to a historical drama.” He shines his teeth as he remembers what the two were doing earlier. ‘They couldn’t even wait till I’m completely out of sight’ he shakes his head and pick up his phone to play the next downloaded drama.

“Hey, shouldn’t you let us choose? You ask us to watch movies with you, yet you’re the one deciding on what we’re going to watch. Isn’t that unfair to you?” Mr Gordon yells from across them. He stands up from his seat and strides up to their seat. He sits beside Archie and rests his hand behind his head.

Archie scoffs loudly, he isn’t afraid that they might scold him for what he is about to say. “I should let you decide, so you could select what I won’t be comfortable watching? No, thank you!” He rolls his eyeballs and moves his gaze back to the control.

“Until now, I didn’t realise that I haven’t been training you well.” Mr Gordon whine, he rubs his hand on his forehead, rubbing off the sweat that’s starting to form on his forehead.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Melanie feels her hair getting glued to her face, she moves her palm to her face and dries her face with the back of her palm.

“Archie, don’t you feel hot?” Melanie asks curiously. She wonders why he has to make them wear something so thick despite that they are inside.

“Hot? I’m always hot.” he makes a cute face and Melanie slowly hit her forehead.

“Which school did you attend?” Mr Gordon barked at him. “Can’t you differentiate from being hot to feeling hot?” he arches his brows together, Archie gazing at his father’s face and letting out a mockery smile.

“Hot is hot and I’m hot. I don’t know which other hot you guys are talking about.” He rushes out the words before playing the movie.

Melanie sigh deeply. She knows that they won’t be getting anywhere if she let Mr Gordon exchange words with the stubborn little boy. “There’s heat and we can’t watch the movie in this state.” She complains to him, and Archie stares at her and feels pity for her.

“Hang on for a little while. Let’s take a picture. Everyone together.” He stands up and picks out his phone from his pant pocket. He switches to the camera and sits down back on his spot.

“Keep doing as you wish.” Mr Gordon glare at him before pulling Melanie closer so he could touch her soft hair.

“Are you set?” Archie asks, staring at Melanie who hasn’t been saying anything.

“Yeah, we are ready.” She smiles and places her hand on her thigh.

“Cool!” Archie snaps the picture and shows it to his father first.

“It comes out great! Really, can we take off this coat already?” he asks and Archie shakes his head negatively.

“Why can’t we?” both Mr Gordon and Melanie yells in unison.

“Until you two promise to use this picture as your wallpaper.” Archie raises his shoulders, he smiles sweetly at Melanie before proceeding to press his phone.

“Yeah, fine whatever.” Mr Gordon picks out his phone. He hands it over to Archie and grins at him before transferring the picture to his phone.

Mr Gordon takes off the coat, and he exhales deeply after the coat is been taken off his body.

“Hey, aren’t you taken it off?” He nudges at Melanie to take off the darn coat.

“I’m not here with my phone,” she confesses, staring into space.

“Hey, send it to her Insta and she will do the needful. Or won’t you?” He winks at her.

Melanie smiles, moving her head sideways so that she could hide her rosy cheeks. “Yes, I will set it as my wallpaper. I promise.” She says, wiping the sweat off her forehead.

Archie grins wickedly before telling her to off the coat. “I’ve sent it. Make sure you show it to us tomorrow.” He says and Melanie nods her head twice.

“Oh, my God! I can finally breathe.” He whines and they all erupt in a peal of wide laughter.

Archie takes off his coat as well and dampened his sweaty face with his shirt. “To tell the truth, if I wasn’t the one that start this shit, I wouldn’t have to abide by it.” he jokes and dashes off before they could say anything.

“What a boy!” They both say in unison.