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His Nanny Mate Chapter 267 By Eve Above Story

Chapter 267 A Lonely Place


The chilly wind that night was relentless, and as I stepped out of the car, I felt a pang of emptiness as I looked up at my dark mansion. The ever-present guards flanked my home, silent statues in their tailored suits.

Their stillness was deceiving, because beneath the calm exterior, they were ready to leap into. action at any moment. All it would take was one order from me. The fight that ensued earlier when they stupidly kidnapped Ella was proof of that.

However, even with their presence, I couldn’t help but feel isolated. My home was a testament to my tastes: large, opulent, and overlooking the vast expanse of the sea. But tonight, it felt different.

The house that had been a silent refuge now. echoed the solitude of my thoughts. Why was it that just a short meeting with Ella made everything seem so… incomplete?

As I walked through the spacious rooms, I noted the intentional lack of decor. A deliberate choice. The walls held memories, some that I preferred to forget. To fill them with decorations would be to acknowledge those very memories that I was trying to bury.

Before I could drown further into the mire of my thoughts, my phone rang, its shrill tone shattering the stillness. It was Harry, my brother.

“Logan,” he began, his voice dripping with that familiar arrogance, “I’m hosting a little soirée to introduce everyone to my fiancée. Remember her? The Alpha’s daughter?”

I smirked, feeling a hint of sarcasm in my voice. “How could I forget? With her father’s questionable legal dealings, you must be thrilled.”

There was a brief silence. I could almost picture him, his face contorted in that infuriating smile. I always hated it. I hated most things about that bastard, but sometimes it felt as though I hated his smile the most.

“Actually, I am thrilled,” he said after a moment of hesitation. “Her family will be beneficial for our expansion.”

That word ‘our’. It always felt misplaced when Harry said it. Our objectives were far apart. He craved power, money, dominance. I… I wanted out. Out of this life that had stolen my childhood, torn apart my family. Every day, I dreamt of the day the word ‘Mafia’ would no longer define me.

“You should come,” Harry continued, his nasally voice breaking through my reverie. Then he chuckled, that maddening laugh that always set me on edge. “Although, it might be awkward for you to show up alone. No need to bother if it would upset you.”

The comment stung more than I cared to admit. I retorted with a brief, “Goodnight, Harry,” and hung up, my grip on the phone a bit tighter than necessary.

Harry and I had never gotten along. He was my older brother, only older by a year, but you would have thought that he had decades on me by the way that he looked down on me. He was always our dad’s favorite, if only because he always did what our dad wanted.

If you needed someone to run the family business while dad was away on vacation, Harry was the type to do it perfectly. In fact, he would make more money during those days. when he was in charge. If you needed someone to take care of… dirty business? Drown a traitor? Intimidate an ingrate? Harry was your guy.

My dad loved that about him. My entire life was nothing but one giant pissing contest with Harry. At least I had one hold over him: I was more handsome. Taller. Better with the ladies. He only ever had wives because he wasn’t afraid to shell out cash to keep gold diggers around.

I was almost entirely certain that this newest wife would disappear once she got a few luxury cars and a mansion out of him.

Sometimes, though, I wondered if I would have been better off if I had done what he did with women. With my looks and money, I knew I could have any woman I wanted. But I never used those things, and thus I was alone.

Alone in the shadowed expanse of my room, the weight of loneliness bore down on me. My wolf stirred within, urging me to claim Ella, to bring her into my world. But that wasn’t fair to her. If she accepted my offer, I would try my best, but there were no guarantees in this life.

The moonlight filtering through my window cast a silvery glow on everything it touched. I had always dismissed tales of the Moon Goddess, but tonight, in my vulnerable state, I found myself wishing. Hoping that Ella would see beyond the shadows of my past and stand with me in my quest for a better future.

I fell into a light sleep that night, made restless by my tossing and turning. Ella plagued my mind. Her fiery attitude, her round lips, her long honey-golden hair, her piercing gray eyes… God, how could I be sent the perfect mate, only for her to hate me right off the bat because of my past?

I awoke the next morning and laid there for a few minutes, running my hand repeatedly through my hair. But before I could sink deeper into my introspection, the familiar ringtone sounded again. Ella.

Her voice, though hesitant, held an edge of determination. “I’ll be your lawyer,” she declared. The weight on my chest lifted.

“That’s my girl!” I laughed, genuine happiness resonating in my voice. She was silent for a moment. I pictured her on the other end of the phone, her face beet red. She didn’t seem to want to notice, but I noticed how quickly she blushed around me. It was cute.

“Prepare for work on Monday,” she added, all business. Before I could respond, she hung up. Classic Ella, I thought to myself, shaking my head.

I called her old boss after that. One benefit of my position in life was my ability to make people bend to my whim… And her boss, Mr. Henderson, was the perfect person for that. “Remember how I bought you that nice Rolex?” I asked, after the necessary pleasantries were exchanged.

“Erm… Yes, of course,” he replied. “I’m wearing it right now.”

“Good.” I smirked, imagining him beginning to sweat behind his silly little desk. He was probably tugging on his overly tight shirt collar right now. “If you want to keep it and the wrist that it’s attached to, you’ll want to allow my girlfriend back to your firm.”

“Sorry?” Mr. Henderson asked, his voice wavering. “Your… Girlfriend?”

I couldn’t help but grin. “Yes,” I replied. “My girlfriend. Ella Morgan.” After ensuring Ella’s comfortable return to the law firm, I decided to indulge in a little mischief.

Dialing Harry’s number, I feigned innocence. “Sorry about last night,” I said, grinning. “I was tired last night. Long day.” Harry was silent for a moment. “Do you need something, Logan?” he asked, feigning indifference.

My grin widened. “Yes, actually, I do,” I replied. “See, you were mistaken last night. I won’t be coming to your party alone. In fact, I’d like to announce my plus-one. I can’t wait to introduce her to the family.”

Silence. The satisfaction was sweet. “Who?” he finally managed.

“You’ll find out,” I replied, smirking, before hanging up.

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His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2023 Native Language: English

His Nanny Mate (Moana and Edrick Morgan)

I’m a new grad human in huge debt, and cheated by my Omega boyfriend. When I got wasted in a bar, I didn’t expect to have the best sex ever. And the very next morning, I also didn’t expect to wake up and find my One-Night-Stand hookup was my ex-boyfriend's Alpha billionaire BOSS…. How things are going to turn out after I accidentally became his 5-year-old daughter's live-in nanny? ____________   How did this happen? How did I wind up finally becoming employed, only for it to turn out that my new employer was the same person who I had a one night stand with just two nights ago? “I didn’t know that you would be the employer. If I had known, I wouldn’t have applied….” “It’s alright. I knew it was you when I hired you. I did it on purpose.” I scrunched my eyebrows together. “What do you mean?”      

His Nanny Mate (Moana and Edrick Morgan) Chapter 1 Betrayal

Moana It was a hot summer evening, and I had just spent the entire day job hunting. Finding work as a human in a world dominated by werewolves, especially in the midst of the hustle and bustle of the city, wasn’t easy. Even though I had a degree in Early Childhood Education, no schools wanted to hire me because I was a human. Werewolf parents were outraged at the thought of a “worthless human” teaching their children, as if my skills, drive, and education meant nothing. So, I was now limited to service jobs, which were also unfortunately hard to come by because the job market was oversaturated with other humans who were also desperate to pay their bills. If I didn’t find a job soon, though, I would lose my apartment. My landlord had already given me a thirty-day notice. If I didn’t pay my rent -- and the three months of rent that I already owed -- by the end of the thirty days, he was going to evict me. At least I still had my boyfriend, Sam. He wasn’t extraordinarily well-off either despite being a werewolf, but at least he had a job and could pay his rent. We had been together for three years now and had known each other for five, so maybe it was time to talk about moving in together soon. As I was walking down the packed city street, a thin layer of sweat caked to my forehead from spending the day running from business to business as I tried to find someone who would hire me, I started to realize how hungry I was. I couldn’t afford to eat out, but the delicious smells coming from the restaurants I passed began to make my mouth water. One particular restaurant across the street caught my eye, but not because of the smell of food. I stopped in my tracks, my eyes widening. Inside the restaurant, right in the window, was Sam. He wasn’t alone; he was with another woman, and they were… Kissing. “You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me,” I said out loud, causing a few passersby to turn their heads and give me weird looks. Sam had told me that he was busy recently, that he had a lot of work… Was this what he was really doing? Cheating on me with some other woman? The fury bubbled up inside of me, and without thinking, I stormed across the street and toward the restaurant window. My stomach turned as I came closer. This woman was gorgeous -- basically a supermodel -- and that didn’t make me feel any better about the situation. Not only was Sam cheating on me, but he was cheating on me with someone who looked like that. She was thin, blonde, and tan with long legs, wearing a skimpy evening dress and high heels. I do get compliments on my face, body and long red hair, but in that moment, I felt so worthless as I stood there looking at Sam and his mistress. How could he do this to me? I stopped in front of the window. Neither of them even saw me standing there, they were so absorbed in their makeout session. So, I banged on the window. Sam and the mystery woman both jumped, their eyes widening when they saw me. I stormed over to the entrance and ran inside, ignoring the strange looks from the restaurant staff and customers, and ran up to where Sam and the woman sat. “How fucking dare you?!” I yelled, my hands curled up into fists at my sides. “We’ve been together for three years and you’re cheating on me?” The woman looked back and forth between Sam and I with an embarrassed expression on her face as the restaurant fell silent, but Sam’s face showed only anger and resentment. Without saying a word, Sam stood and grabbed me by the arm, dragging me out of the restaurant. He was too strong for me to resist, so I stumbled after him and back out into the busy street with tears streaming down my cheeks. “You’re making a fool of both of us, Moana,” he growled once we were outside. “I’m making a fool of us?” I replied, my voice still raised. “You’re making out with another woman in public!” Sam merely rolled his eyes and pulled me further away from the door. His werewolf eyes burned a bright orange color and his face was wrought with anger. “Control your temper,” he whispered, pushing me roughly up against the side of the building. “You’re just an ordinary human. You should feel lucky that I even entertained you for three years.” His words stung, and my vision became clouded with tears. “Why her?” I croaked as a sob caught in my throat. Sam, the man who had told me he loved me for three years, merely chuckled. “You’re useless to me,” he snarled. “She’s a Beta. Her family is incredibly wealthy and powerful, and thanks to her, I’ll be starting a new job at WereCorp next week.” WereCorp was the biggest corporation in the world. Not only did they control all of the banks, but they also developed the newest and most widely-used cryptocurrency of the 21st Century: WCoin. I never used it -- humans weren’t allowed to -- but it made a lot of werewolves extremely rich when it first came out. He continued, “What have you done for me aside from mooching off of me because you can’t even get a job of your own? You’re nothing compared to her. How dare you even question my decision to move on.” There was nothing else I could say; nothing else that could come to mind aside from getting the hell away from him. I shoved Sam away finally, pushing myself away from the wall. “Fuck you,” I growled, my rage taking over as I raised my hand and slapped him hard across the face. Passersby were looking at us now, but I didn’t care. Without another word, I turned on my heel and stormed away without looking back. As I walked numbly down the street and wiped the tears from my eyes, I thought about what Sam was like when we first met; he had been nothing more than a bullied Omega in high school with no confidence, no prospects, and no friends. I had helped him gain confidence with my love and support, and this was how he repaid me? By leaving me for some blonde, all for a job at WereCorp? Nothing angered me more than knowing that my boyfriend of three years, and best friend for five years, had left me so easily over money and power. I was still fuming when I stepped out into the intersection, too numb to look properly before crossing. Just then, I heard the sound of a car honking and looked up to see a luxury car driving straight for me. Cursing to myself, I stumbled backwards and fell into a puddle just before the car hit me. The car came to a screeching halt next to me, which was surprising since I assumed that they would just drive away after nearly hitting me, but what surprised me even more was the person who sat inside the car when the window rolled down. Edrick Morgan, CEO of WereCorp. Edrick was known not only for being the youngest CEO in the history of the company and the heir to the largest fortune in the world, but also for his stunning appearance -- and although I was incredibly hurt and angry about everything that had happened today, I couldn’t help but notice his strong jawline, his muscular shoulders and arms, and his incredibly handsome face. I opened my mouth to say something about how he had nearly hit me, but before I could, he looked me up and down and tossed a wad of cash out the window, driving away with a rev of his engine. Edrick Morgan, the CEO of WereCorp, had nearly hit me with his car… and tossed me money like I was some beggar. All werewolves really were arrogant assholes. I threw the cash on the ground and stood, cursing under my breath as I realized how soaked and dirty my clothes were. I’d have to go home and see if I could scrounge up some change to take them to the laundromat so I could continue job hunting tomorrow, but admittedly for now I just wanted to drown my sorrows. I walked for a few blocks, finally spotting a bar that seemed nice and quiet.Taking a deep breath and smoothing down my stained shirt, I walked through the doors and approached the bouncer. The bouncer narrowed his eyes at me and looked me up and down, taking in my dirty appearance sniffing the air in front of me. “No humans allowed without a member escort,” he growled, folding his arms. I frowned. “Member?” I asked. “I’m a paying customer. Just let me buy a drink.” The bouncer shook his head and began to usher me toward the door like I was some sort of nuisance. “Is this even legal?” I said, raising my voice. “You can’t just discriminate against humans like this! Is my money worthless here just because of--” “She’s with me,” a stern and clear voice suddenly said from behind. The bouncer and I both looked up and turned to see a man in a suit standing on the stairs. Edrick Morgan.  

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