Taken By The Mafia Lord

"Could we play for an hour more?" Ella, Reina's daughter and one of the triple-trouble begged Winters.

"Nope, not happening. You guys promised that you would go to bed peacefully if I let you have ice cream for dinner. I've already broken one of your mother's rules, hence it's up to you to keep your part of the deal," She held them to their words.

"You're right," Elsa, their ringleader stepped up, "Just like mom says, our word is the law. We made a deal with you and we would keep it," She turned to Winters with her head lifted, "We would go to bed as we promised. See you tomorrow then,"

Elsa strutted in the direction of her room with her sister, their arms hooked around each other's, and Diego, their brother was about to join in when Winters pulled him back by the scruff of the neck.

"Your room, mister," She pointed out with a sweet smile and reminded the boy he was too old to share a room with his sisters, triplets or not.

"This is unfair, I thought we preach gender equality," He argued.

"Yep," Winters agreed, and just when his hope rose, she killed it, "Go take it up with your mother, not me."

"Ugh!" Diego lowered his head and stomped in the direction of his own room.

Poor boy, but nah, Winters was more than grateful to have sent them to bed. She would be leaving tomorrow, how happy she was. She has missed her babies aka her computers and once she gets home, she would hug and kiss them and then spend quality time with them since it was her day off.

However, Winters was quitting her nanny job after Friday for a good reason. She has sent information to Marcel, the party was happening on Friday and Winters was hundred percent positive that his sister would be there.

The birthday party was all the kids could talk about the entire day and then she heard it, Chloe was coming as well. So the moment Marcel has her sister, she would vanish as well. The Spencers might be kind but they weren't dumb, they would know that there had been an inside Job and Winters wasn't staying around to find out what happens to moles.

After making sure the kids kept their promise of going to bed 'peacefully', Winters returned to the living room and plopped down on the sofa with a sigh. She was exhausted yet couldn't sleep. Moreover, it was just eleven, and back at the base, this was the time to have fun with her on the dark web. Unfortunately, she didn't have her set up with her nor could she risk playing around with the computer set up here. They can't know she's a hacker. It was too risky.

"You should be given the nanny of the year award,"

Someone said from behind and Winters was startled at first until she recognized the voice and relaxed.

Akim came to sit down beside her on the sofa. He turned to her,

"You've learned to handle them. This is the fastest I've seen the kids obey a non-related person."

"Yeah, I'm incredible," Winters grinned at him cockily.

"Yeah, your ego deserves a bit of stroking but it needs a gauge as well." The both of them burst into laughter while staring at each other and without warning, the atmosphere heated and their laughter gurgled to a halt.

Winters was the one who looked away first, clearing her throat and rousing him from the spellbound.

It was awkward.

"So you're a prince," She said, the title feeling a bit heavy on her tongue. This was another reason she couldn't get entangled with Akim.

So, she was not dealing with a patriarchal family, but a monarchy. Amazing, life keeps throwing ridiculous surprises her way.

A hacker and a prince?

What a nice fairy tale. It was never going to work. Akim's role was to keep national security and her role was to break into national security.

Damn, she was doomed.

"So you finally found out," Akim said, licking his lower lips as his throat suddenly felt dry. She now knows his identity, what happens next? Would their relationship change? Would she keep him at arm's length because of his power or be with him because of what she could benefit from him?

If only he knew Winters was more interested in watching the action of licking his lips.

"Yep, the triplets talk a lot," Winters admitted, having a hard time taking her eyes off his lips.

But she did.

Maybe, she was good at this self-control thing and she would keep it up till Friday till things come to an end.

No Akim.

No stupid hormones.

She would pull her wits together and continue with her life. There was no lack of handsome men and she would sleep with enough until she gets Akim out of her system.

Yeah, that was the plan.

Except none of the men are princes.

"Does that change anything between us?" Akim asked her hesitantly.

Winters looked him dead in the eyes, brows arched, "Do you want things to change between us?"

"No," He answered.

"Good." She let it be.

"However," There was a mischievous smirk at the corner of her lips, "Don't you think I should courtesy to the honorable prince of Lincolnshire once?"

"No, don't please!" Akim wanted to stop her but Winters was already on her feet and ready to courtesy when he pulled on her arm and she lost her balance, stumbling into him and the both of them fell to the sofa with her on top of him.

There was nothing but silence and the thumbing of their heart as they remained in that awkward position. Akim and Winters could only blink at each other, none of them having a clue how to respond to this situation.

"This is quite a comfy position," Winters tried to lighten the atmosphere, but it didn't work, not with the way they were locked intimately.

"I should probably stand," Winters thought it was the right thing to do, but sadly, because their legs were entangled, she only ended up grinding against him and Akim groaned.

"No, bad move, don't move at all!" He begged her, already going mad with the pleasure she aroused in him.

Damn, she would be the death of him.