“Spencer Carlin, appointed nanny from Mercy Daycares”. The Speaker box crackled for a further 2 minutes, before a gruffer voice than previous answered.

“You may proceed”. The instruction came quickly. Luckily Spencer was good at mental noting on such important things.

Not long after the box stopped crackling, the towering gates began to move aside; allowing Spencer access. The blonde confidently glided down the golden coloured gravel path.

The path led to a large vintage looking door; clearly the occupants were of great wealth. Well they would have to be, to be able to afford Spencer’s personal services.

As she approached the door to knock, it opened revealing a tall, muscular man. His hair was like ebony, his eyes like summer grass. In every sense of the word this man was stunning, but Spencer’s cool demeanour never faltered. Men weren’t very effective on her.

“Spencer Carlin?” his voice was strong, but also gentle. The blonde held strong, there was very little that could intimidate Spencer.

Giving only a slight, head tilt as her response. With a smirk in place the black suited man beckoned Spencer to follow. Again he received only a head nod in return.

They walked through several large corridors till they were met by another grand door.

“Good luck” the young man whispered. Strangely Spencer decided to be verbal with her reply.

“Thank you…I’m sorry I didn’t catch your name?” speaking to unknown people was something that the blonde did not enjoy at all.

Suddenly his face lit up; happy that he got some interaction.

“Aiden, Aiden Dennison. I am the butler for the main house.” Aiden spoke proudly. He loved working at Lake House, he considered it his home. Even though he only slept in servant’s courtiers.

“Well thank you Aiden. I’ll see you around maybe” with that said Spencer walked forwards towards the now opened door.

The office was a large open space. The walls were lined with books f all shapes and sizes; half of them have probably never been opened, never mind read. As Spencer walked further into the room her cool, calm attitude began to fade ever so slightly.

A large walnut desk stood in the front of the grand window, which filled the entire office with light. Some papers lay neatly on the desk, in to separate piles.  Behind the desk was a black leather executive chair. The chair faced the large full length window. The whole room screamed intimidation, the only thing missing was the intimidating person to make the room complete.