Alessandro

I tossed and turned in my bed all night. Matteo had finally fallen asleep. His nanny, on the other hand, has not returned. I got up and made my way to the hall.

The clock there read 2:30 am. Where on earth was she? I ran my fingers through my hair frustrated. She's really testing my patience.

I sat on the sofa in the hall, waiting for any sign of her arrival. I needed to have a word with her. This attitude was totally unprofessional.

I opened my mail on my phone to scroll through them as a pass time. I trashed several unnecessary emails and starred the important...