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His Nanny Mate Chapter 291 By Eve Above Story

Chapter 291 The Alpha Princess


“Ready to go?” I finished clasping the necklace onto Ella’s delicate neck, taking note of how my hands threatened to shake just from our close proximity.

Ella nodded, grabbing a small purse. She followed me out the door and down the steps of her apartment building, her heels clicking in the quiet atmosphere of the building’s hallways.

“So,” I said as we descended through the narrow stairwell, “that dress looks lovely on you, just as it did when you bought it.”

Ella blushed slightly. “Thanks. And thank you. for the necklace.”

I shrugged. “It’s nothing, really. Consider it an… apology.”

“An apology?” Ella chuckled wryly as we walked down the stairs. It was an oddly charming sound that I had gotten all too familiar with over the past weeks, ever since I met her. The Alpha Princess had a sarcastic air about her that was honestly a nice reprieve from all of the giggling and useless conversation I had become used to with the sort of women who were interested in me.

“Yes, an apology,” I replied. “For being an ass. And for coming at you with this event last minute.”

Ella said nothing, but I could see how she surreptitiously reached for the opal pendant around her neck, touching it delicately. In the dim light of the stairwell, I could see how her cheeks turned a delicate shade of pink upon touching it. She didn’t want to admit it, but she did really like it. And it suited her..

“I do have to ask, though,” I said, not wanting to come across as abrasive with my next question, “but there are going to be a lot of events like this in the future. Do you have any other cocktail dresses, or do we need to buy you some more?”

Ella’s face turned a little more red. “What do you mean?” she asked. “Is this one and the white one not enough?”

“Well, no,” I replied, then saw how she shot daggers at me with her eyes. “I mean, that’s not what I meant. I only mean to say that you’ll need more than two dresses. As lovely as you look in the two we bought that day, outfit repeating is… not looked upon very well by the people in my circle.”

“Well, maybe the people in your circle aren’t worth having in your circle, then.” Ella stopped at the bottom of the stairwell, her hand resting on the doorknob to the outside.

I let out a soft sigh.

“She can say that again,” my wolf said.

“I know.”

I liked how blunt Ella was. It was… refreshing, to say the least.

Going into this whole fiasco, I had thought that Ella would be just another spoiled princess. A vapid, entitled woman who would jump at the opportunity for a free chance at moving up in the world. A woman who only wanted to be spoiled by her man as a replacement for her father.

But now that I was actually in it, I realized just how wrong I was. Ella was different, and not in the cliche sense. She overturned many of my expectations, and exceeded the rest of them. I was impressed.

“You’re right,” I said, managing a smile in response to her cold look.

We stepped outside. The evening air had a gentle chill, a perfect backdrop to Ella’s radiant beauty.

I watched her from the foot of her apartment’s steps as she locked her door, thinking how the soft glow from the corridor lights perfectly outlined the silhouette of her dress, shimmering ever so slightly.

That emerald green dress-the one we picked out together that day we went shopping-clung to her form in a flattering manner, making it impossible for me to tear my eyes away.

“You know, staring is impolite,” Ella teased, sauntering down the steps.

Chuckling, I retorted, “Can you blame me? Besides, that dress… The green really brings out your eyes and your hair. You can’t fault a man for wanting to bask in your beauty.”

Ella flicked her blonde, almost white, hair over her shoulder. It was a playful, flirty gesture, although something told me that it wasn’t intentional. “You know what else likes to bask?” she asked. “Lizards. On rocks.”

“Very funny,” I muttered. Ella smirked. “And to follow up on your previous question, no, I don’t have any other dresses.. Not here, at least. I left most of my cocktail dresses at home, in my parents’ house.”

“Why?” I asked.

“I didn’t think I would need them here,” she replied as she walked down the steps and followed me to the car. “I figured I’d be spending most of my time working, not… going to events with a mafia guy.”

At Ella’s words, I felt a warmth creep into my face. I dreaded hearing that word: mafia. It was a constant reminder of my status in life, of all of the luxuries I had afforded because of crime and violence. But Ella was right.

I opened the passenger door of my sleek black sports car for her. “So, do you have any other leisure pursuits apart from work?” I asked, wanting to change the subject. As Ella settled into the plush leather seat, she replied, “I hike on Saturdays.”

My curiosity instantly piqued. “Interesting,” I said with a smirk as I started the car. “That must be why you’ve got such toned legs.”

“Logan!” She shot me a playful glare, but I caught a hint of a blush on her cheeks. There was a pause, during which she seemed to be debating between saying something or not. But then, she licked her lips and spoke. “Speaking of hiking…” her voice trailed off, growing more somber. “I had an… encounter today on the trail.”

I started the engine, merging onto the bustling streets of the city, which were alive with the neon hues of billboards and the honking of impatient drivers. The soft hum of my car’s engine and Ella’s sudden hesitation filled the space.

“What happened?” I asked, concerned, tinging my voice as I navigated through the sea of vehicles,

“Some men harassed me on the trail,” Ella began, her voice shaky. “And then this stranger, out of nowhere, put his arm around me and claimed I was his girlfriend and scared them off.”

A rush of jealousy and protectiveness surged within me. “You shouldn’t be out alone. And letting random men touch you, even if they’re ‘helping’, isn’t a good idea either.”

She scoffed. “You’re overreacting. I can handle myself.”

But the cityscape outside, with its towering skyscrapers and endless sea of cars, was a constant reminder of the dangers lurking in every shadow.

“Listen, Ella,” I began, glancing at her before turning my attention back to the road, “your safety isn’t a game. You have a target on your back. Either I can accompany you or I can hire a bodyguard you don’t know. Choose.”

She sighed, her fingers drumming on the door handle. “Are you doing this to prove you’re not a coward?”

“That’s not the point. It’s about your safety.”

She paused, then whispered, “Alright. You can come. But you’ll have to keep up.”

I smirked, the city lights casting a warm glow inside the car. “Challenge accepted.”

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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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