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His Nanny Mate Chapter 285 By Eve Above Story

Chapter 285 Sound Counsel


The door to the conference room had clicked shut behind us, muffling the sounds of hushed discussions from inside. The empty stairwell that we found ourselves in was silent, save for the faint hum of the air conditioning.

Logan’s blue eyes met mine, his expression unreadable. But I could feel the simmering tension in the air, thick enough to cut with a knife.

“Why are you acting like this?” I demanded, my voice shaking with anger and disbelief. He blinked in surprise. “Acting like what?”

“Like some…some greedy, opportunistic landlord! Just grabbing the first offer they throw at you because it’s in cash, without a thought to the illegal dealings behind it. That’s not the Logan you said you wanted to be.”

He exhaled deeply, rubbing his temples. “Ella, I’m going to handle the illegal side of things,” he said matter-of-factly. “But not by doing the most blatantly stupid thing-rejecting rent from a tenant who’s willing to pay. That’s just bad. business.”

I stepped closer, poking a finger into his chest. “This goes against everything you’ve told me. You said you wanted to step away from the underworld dealings, to start fresh. This…this isn’t it.”

Logan’s eyes darkened, his patience evidently wearing thin.

“You think I’m being two-faced? Ella, you’re being naive. You might be an excellent lawyer, but you know nothing about the dynamics of being a mafia head here.”

I scoffed. “I’m not asking you to teach me Mafia 101. I’m asking you to stick to your word, to have some integrity. I thought we had a deal. Or have you forgotten our contract already?”

We glared at each other, a storm brewing between us. Every part of me wanted to storm out, but this was too important. I needed to understand why he was acting this way.

The silence stretched, and just when it felt like the atmosphere would combust, Logan’s demeanor shifted. His features softened, and he looked away. “Look, I want to take this deal, sort out the issues, and move onto the next case.”

“Next case?” My voice cracked. “When did we get another case?”

He smirked, a glimpse of the old, cocky Logan I was already becoming all-too-familiar with. “I’ve got a bunch of them lined up. And believe me, if you just…just listen to what I want, we’ll win them all. Your career will skyrocket. But for that, Ella, you need to trust me.”

“Trust?” I echoed, my voice rising with incredulity. “How am I supposed to trust you when you just blatantly lied to my face?”

The weighty silence that had settled after those words spilled out of my mouth was palpable. Logan’s steely gaze was fixed on the window as he readjusted his collar, attempting to regain his signature composed demeanor.

“There are much bigger fish to fry, Ella,” he murmured, finally breaking the silence. “Accept the deal, and I’ll sign whatever papers you have for me.”

I wanted to argue, to scream at him for disregarding the principles he had-supposedly -once held. But practicality won over. My own rent was due, and I needed the income from this case to cover it. Still, resentment simmered beneath the surface.

“Fine,” I spat, maybe a little sharper than I intended. “But not for your sake. For mine.” His eyebrows knitted together, a silent question forming, but he said nothing. Instead, he followed me back to the conference room.

“Well?” the other lawyer asked, giving both of us a quizzical look as we returned. “Have you made your decision?”

“Logan…” I cleared my throat, pushing down my anger. “My client… Will take the deal.”

“Very good.” The tenant stood, extending his hand. This time, Logan shook it, and I didn’t stop him. All I could do was watch in a state of numbness as Logan took the offered pen and scrawled his signature on the dotted line.

Once the meeting was over, the rhythmic tapping of my heels against the marble floor echoed in my ears as I strode from the room, heading straight to my office. My wolf paced restlessly inside, feeling Logan’s lingering anger

“The mention of his mother seemed to have hit a nerve,” she said. “That’s why he’s in such a mood. It has to be. But why? Why was he so sensitive about her? Why did he shut down last night when she was mentioned?”

“I don’t know why you care, Ema,” I replied. “He’s clearly a lying, no-good idiot. He’s a… a criminal. Why should we care if he’s mad about his mommy?”

“Well…Ella,” Ema hissed. “I don’t like it either, but remember that he’s our mate-”

“He is not our mate.”

My words came out of my mouth out loud, echoing in the space of my small office. I sighed, passing a hand over my face. “I’m sorry, Ema,” I continued. “It’s just.”

“I know. You don’t have to say it.”

As I took a deep breath, attempting to calm the raging emotions inside me, the image of Logan from that first night surfaced the arrogant, dismissive man who was supposed to be my fated mate.

Had I been wrong in thinking he was actually planning on changing? Was he just taking advantage of me to get what he wanted after all?

Sitting behind my desk, I began to sort through the paperwork, the mechanics of my job. serving as a distraction from the chaos of my emotions.

But every now and then, a memory would creep up-a soft touch, a stolen glance, a whispered word. It reminded me of the Logan I had come to know so far, or at least, the man who I thought I had come to know. The one who was complex, layered, and far from the brutish man I had first encountered.

But now, I wondered if all of that was just a facade. A way to gain my trust, to twist things in his favor. A wealthy Alpha daughter of a billionaire, a good lawyer, and his fated mate? It was the perfect way to one-up his scheming brother, wasn’t it? Maybe the two of them weren’t so different after all.

A gentle knock pulled me from my musings. It was Clara, the secretary. She carried a bouquet of white roses. “These just came in for you,” she said with a knowing smile. Taking the flowers, I found a card nestled within. “I’m sorry,” it read in Logan’s rushed handwriting.

Of course, he was. I sighed, placing the bouquet on my desk, imagining that he probably sprinted to the nearest flower shop to pick out the first bouquet he could find in order to win my favor again.

Did he really think I was that stupid? The roses were beautiful, and the gesture was sweet, but it couldn’t erase the doubts clouding my mind.

For the rest of the day, I tried to focus on work, but it was a challenge. Logan’s conflicted demeanor, the unresolved tension between us, and the looming questions about his past kept intruding on my thoughts.

When the workday finally drew to a close, I gathered my things, mentally preparing myself for the confrontation that awaited me at home. Logan didn’t seem like the type to let things fester. He would likely want to talk, to clarify, to explain. But was I ready to listen?

As I stepped out of the building, the cool evening air brushed against my face, offering momentary relief. I began the walk to my apartment, lost in thought.

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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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