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His Nanny Mate Chapter 308 By Eve Above Story

Chapter 308 Workatolic


The morning light filtering through the porthole was far too harsh for the tenderness of the moment.

I was drawn from my slumber not only by the bright sun peeking in through the window, but also by the sensation of movement beside me. Blinking against the invading light, I saw Ella pull away from our embrace. She was already up and looking for her clothes.

As the morning sun painted the room in soft golds, I pretended to be still lost in sleep, though my attention was entirely on Ella. I watched her silently move about the room, engrossed in her thoughts.

The oversized t-shirt she wore-one of mine- hung loosely on her, reaching mid-thigh and billowing gently as she moved. The contrast between the starkness of the shirt and her delicate frame was strangely endearing. Stray strands of her almost white hair cascaded over her shoulders, adding a touch of unruly elegance to her appearance.

It was a side of Ella I rarely saw-vulnerable, natural, utterly beautiful. The corners of my mouth turned up in a soft, secret smile, my heart swelling with a tenderness I couldn’t name.

“Ella?” I finally murmured, my voice husky from sleep. She didn’t meet my gaze. “I want to go home,” she declared simply.

I sat up, rubbing my temples. “What’s the rush?” I asked. “It sounds like we just made it back to the docks.”

She paused, holding her dress from the night before in her hand. “I just… I need to go home after all of that,” she said. “I’m ready.”

Taking in her slightly haggard appearance and the tension evident in her shoulders, I simply nodded and began to get up. “Alright, if that’s what you want.”

Once the boat was docked and we were both dressed, we made our way out. My brother, Harry, was standing by, smirking. He took in Ella’s agitated state as we approached, then glanced at me. “Quite a night, wasn’t it?”

“She’s tired, Harry,” I said tersely, hoping that he didn’t know about Ella’s escapades the night before. “The boat didn’t provide her with the best night’s sleep. It’s not for everyone, you know.”

Harry laughed, casting Ella a sly look. “Yeah, I’m sure she hardly slept a wink,” he said. Ella swallowed knowingly. “It wasn’t all that bad,” she lied. “I just get… seasick.”

Harry nodded slowly, clearly not believing a word she said. “Funny,” he said. “The waters were pretty calm last night. But I guess some people are just more sensitive… Anyway, care for breakfast before you go? We’ve got a full breakfast bar set up in the deck.”

Ella shook her head. I could feel her becoming more and more tense by the moment beside me, almost instinctively sidling a little closer to me. “I don’t think my stomach can handle it,” she said. “Thank you, though.”

Harry shot me a knowing look, but said nothing. “Well, it was nice having you. Come back soon.”

With that, Ella and I began to make our way to the ramp. I could sense Ella’s urgency to leave, the way that her steps were quick and the way she clutched her purse, containing the pistol, as though her life depended on it.

But just as we were leaving, Harry caught me by the arm, causing me to stop. Ella shot me a worried look, but I waved her on to keep going. Harry and I both watched as she stiffly walked away then disappeared toward the docks.

“A little birdie told me that your ‘girlfriend’ was wandering last night and sticking her nose into business that had nothing to do with her,” Harry hissed, narrowing his eyes as he dropped the polite facade. I swallowed slightly. “Is that so?” I asked, feigning ignorance.

Harry clearly didn’t believe me. “Next time, Logan, keep your woman under control,” he murmured. “We can’t have her sneaking around. Not unless she wants to end up like the guy I had to take care of last night.”

A chill ran down my spine at Harry’s words, mostly because I knew that he was at least mostly serious. I shot him a sharp look, willing him to keep his mouth shut. “It won’t happen again,” I said, trying to convey a silent warning in my own tone.

Harry merely smirked, leaning against the railing with casual menace. “Just make sure it doesn’t. We can’t afford complications, you know.”

Extricating myself from my brother’s grip, I nodded solemnly and smoothed down my shirt. “Of course,” I said. “I’ll make sure she knows from now on.”

“Good.” Harry took a step back, his face taking on the fake genial expression it had before. “See you later, brother.”

Without another word, I walked away and met Ella on the docks. “What was all that about?” she asked as we walked back to the car, bodyguards in tow.

I shook my head. “Nothing,” I lied. “Let’s just get you home.” The drive back was charged with tension, the car’s interior pulsing with unsaid thoughts.

“Ella,” I began, taking a deep breath. “What you did last night… it was reckless. If Harry found you, if anyone from that party did…” I trailed off, not wanting to finish the thought. Harry’s words of warning kept whirling around my mind, like an echo bouncing around an endless cave.

Ella sighed, looking out of the window. “I get it, Logan. It was a mistake. I’m sorry.”

“It wasn’t just a mistake,” I said. “It was almost suicide. Next time we’re in a situation like that and you need fresh air…”

“Don’t worry,” Ella hissed, her tone lowering defensively. “There won’t be a next time.”

I let out a soft sigh, too tired and hungover to question what she meant by that. All that mattered was that she was okay, and Harry’s viper venom hadn’t struck. Not yet, at least.

Before I could say anything more, Ella suddenly shifted gears. “What about our next case? Anything interesting?” she asked. I raised an eyebrow, glancing at her. “Really? After everything that’s happened, you’re thinking about work?”

She smirked, though I could see a hint of exhaustion in her eyes. “What can I say? I like to keep busy.”

A chuckle escaped my lips. “You never stop, do you?”

She just shrugged, leaning back in her seat. “It’s who I am. Besides, focusing on work helps keep my mind off… other things.”

I couldn’t help but smile at her determination. “Alright,” I relented. “I’ll send over the next case info when I have it.”

“Thank you,” she said simply as we pulled up to her place. I watched as she exited the car, her gait steady, her posture regal. No one would have guessed the harrowing ordeal she had gone through the previous night. It was evident that work was her escape, her haven.

“She’s a bit of a workaholic,” I murmured to myself, shaking my head in disbelief. Yet, as I drove away, I couldn’t help but think it was a little endearing. The tenacity of Ella was something that had always captivated me.

The previous night’s events weighed heavily on my mind, but amidst it all, I couldn’t help but smile at the thought of our next case together.

It was becoming evident that work wasn’t the only thing keeping her distracted-it was also the thrill of our partnership and perhaps something more. Or at least, that was how it felt to me.

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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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