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His Nanny Mate Chapter 307 By Eve Above Story

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“Yes, Logan,” I said with a heavy sigh, “it’s the same guy. The man from the park.” Logan’s jaw tightened, his eyes narrowing in contemplation. “This isn’t good, Ella.”

Logan’s response left me somewhat taken aback. “What do you mean?” I asked, cocking my head to the side. “He helped me, maybe even saved my life, twice. Shouldn’t that be a good thing?”

However, Logan was silent for a moment, shaking his head. I watched as he sank down onto the edge of the bed, holding his head in his hands for a few moments.

“What is it, Logan?” I asked, taking a tentative step forward. Logan finally looked up at me. When he did, his face was serious. “Ella… It’s one thing for a stranger to step in and help you once, but twice? Especially in these circumstances?”

“So?” I asked. “I mean, sure, I’m also a bit wary of his connections here… but it does feel like it’s just a coincidence. And a beneficial one, at that. Surely not everyone at this party was part of the mafia-”

“No, they’re not,” he said, passing a hand over his weary face. “But for him to be lurking around the boat at night”

“So, maybe he was getting some fresh air like I was,” I said. Logan sounded exasperated. “Ella, be reasonable about this. It’s… it’s a warning sign. What if this ‘Devon’ guy is following you?”

I shivered at the thought, my skin crawling at the prospect of someone watching my every move. But a stubborn part of me resisted the idea.

“I’m sorry, but I just can’t believe he’s out to harm me, Logan,” I said quietly. “Why would he save me twice just to hurt me later?”

“Maybe he’s playing a longer game,” Logan muttered, frustration evident in his tone. “Maybe he’s waiting for the right opportunity or information.”

I scoffed, feeling the need to defend the mysterious stranger, even though I wasn’t entirely sure why. “Or maybe, he’s just been in the right place at the right time. Maybe he genuinely wants to help.”

“Or maybe your father sent him,” Ema chimed in, nearly causing me to shiver again at the idea. How could my father know where I was at all times? “No,” I replied in my mind, swallowing subtly. “I won’t believe that. My dad wouldn’t do something like that. He’s always respected my boundaries.”

Logan’s gaze softened, seeing the determination in my eyes. “Look, Ella, I’m just worried about you. With the situation as it is, I think it’s not safe for you to be alone anymore.”

I raised a brow, my pulse quickening. “What are you suggesting?”

Logan took a deep breath. “I’ve been thinking about this since you had the incident in the park; you should move in with me. Just for this year, until things cool down and it’s safe for you to live on your own again.”

“Move in with you?” I asked with a disbelieving laugh. “You’re joking, right?”

Logan sighed. “No, Ella, I’m not joking. I’m serious.”

Another wry laugh escaped my lips. “What, and next you’ll suggest we share a bedroom, too?”

For a moment, Logan was silent. But then, he shook his head. “Of course not, Ella. I live in a huge mansion, mostly by myself aside from my employees; you could have your own room, your own bathroom, and even your own office. You wouldn’t even need to go to the law firm anymore. You could work from home.”

“So you’re suggesting that I just stay in your mansion all day?” I asked, scoffing.

Logan shook his head, shooting me an almost desperate look. “Not at all,” he said. “I’ve got plenty of nice cars. Drivers to take you anywhere you want, bodyguards to keep you safe. You’d be living in the lap of luxury, and you would have just as much freedom as you have now.”

My heart raced as Logan spoke, a flurry of emotions bubbling inside me. A part of me yearned for the safety and warmth that Logan’s offer promised. Another part of me, the part that was used to a pampered lifestyle growing up, also craved a return to that lifestyle.

But the more dominant part of me, the fiercely independent side of me, recoiled at the idea. “Logan, I appreciate the sentiment. But I won’t let you take away my independence. It’s all I have left.”

He ran a hand through his hair, frustration evident in his posture. “Ella, it’s not about taking away anything. It’s about ensuring you’re safe!”

“We’ve been over this,” I retorted, feeling a mix of anger and desperation. “I can take care of myself!”

Logan’s eyes searched mine, a desperate plea evident in them. “Ella, please. If not for you, then for my peace of mind.”

I took a moment, trying to calm my racing heart. Finally, I said, “If it makes you feel better, hire one of your men to watch over me. But I don’t want to see or hear from him. I want my life to be as normal as possible.”

Logan looked taken aback, but then slowly nodded. “Alright. I’ll make sure the bodyguard is always undercover. You won’t even know he’s there.”

“Good,” I said, feeling drained from the conversation. The weight of the evening’s events was beginning to press down on me, exhaustion nipping at my heels. “I’m tired. I need to sleep.”

Logan hesitated for a moment, then quietly stood and walked around to the side of the bed. “Come on then,” he said, pulling the blankets back. “Let’s get back to bed.”

I stood there for a moment, almost wondering if I wanted to crawl back into bed with Logan. But I was too exhausted, my body aching from the release of adrenaline when I saw Harry and his goons earlier.

Finally, with a soft nod, I climbed into bed alongside Logan.

The night wrapped around the boat in a cloak of eerie silence, punctuated only by the gentle sway of water and the occasional distant noise. We lay side by side on the plush bed, an unspoken tension filling the space between us.

However, as the minutes turned to hours, soft bumps and creaks echoed throughout the boat. Every sound made my heart race, my mind conjuring images of shadowy figures lurking in corners.

In my anxiety, I found myself instinctively moving closer to Logan. His presence was reassuring, a bastion of safety amidst the unknown. Feeling my restlessness, Logan pulled me closer, wrapping his arm around me.

The warmth of his body was both shocking and comforting, grounding me amidst my growing fear. I felt his heartbeat, strong and steady, offering a rhythmic lullaby that gradually soothed my frazzled nerves.

By the time I drifted into the realm of dreams, we were entwined, seeking solace in each other’s embrace. The world outside, with its perils and uncertainties, faded away, leaving just the two of us holding onto each other in the sanctuary of the night.

When morning light seeped into the room, I awoke to find Logan’s arms still wrapped tightly around me, our bodies nestled close.

The lingering traces of fear from the night before had melted away in the warmth of the new day, replaced by an eagerness to get home. Outside the little porthole window, I could hear the sounds of seagulls, the lapping of the waves, and most importantly the sounds of people outside.

We had arrived back at the docks, unscathed.

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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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