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His Nanny Mate Chapter 312 By Eve Above Story

Chapter 312 Recess


The familiar rap of the gavel echoed through the room, announcing a brief and sorely-needed break.

“We will resume in fifteen minutes,” the judge declared, eyes scanning the crowd for any signs of objection. Logan and I quickly retreated from the central floor, seeking a quieter corner of the bustling courthouse. The weight of the recent testimonies bore

down on me. My head was full of images of the struggling tenants, their tales of hardship, and most of all, the young boy with Leukemia and his resilient mother. But it was the mask of indifference Logan wore that disturbed me the most.

The courthouse buzzed with activity as people got up to take their breaks, but in the midst of the chaos, I found a small, secluded alcove in the stairwell. The hushed voices and distant murmur of conversations created a curtain of white noise, but it was quiet enough for what needed to be said.

I motioned for Logan to follow me, and although there was reluctance in his stride, he didn’t resist. As we stepped into the shadowed space, I took a deep breath, preparing to confront him.

“Logan,” I started, forcing my voice to remain even, “after everything we’ve just heard in there, can you honestly tell me you still want to go through with this? Now is your chance if you want to change your mind.”

He looked a tad defensive, his dark eyebrows drawing together. “What are you implying?” With a mixture of frustration and urgency, I pulled out a thin folder from my bag and thrust it towards him.

“I’ve done my research. I’ve looked into every tenant in that building. Miss Smith was telling the truth about her son’s condition. And the landlord? He’s been a godsend to her, allowing flexibilities that no one else would.”

He scanned the documents, then looked up, confusion marring his handsome features. “Why am I only seeing these now?” he asked. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

My disbelief was palpable. “I sent them to you weeks ago, Logan!” I hissed, narrowing my eyes. “I thought that maybe if you saw the human side of this, you might-just might- realize the gravity of what we’re dealing with here. But your indifference…” I trailed off, struggling to keep my emotions in check.

His expression shifted, a flicker of realization crossing his face. “I don’t recall seeing these,” he murmured, flipping through the folder. “Are you sure you send them, Ella?”

“Logan, you must be kidding me,” I growled. Logan swallowed, nodding as he handed the folder back to me. “You’re right. I must have… I must have overlooked them, I guess.”

The anger bubbling within me was hard to contain. “Overlooked? Logan, you’ve been distant in this entire case. Your negligence isn’t just risking my professional reputation-it’s toying with people’s lives. Innocent people’s lives.”

He ran a hand through his hair, a clear sign of distress. “Ella, I apologize. Things have been complicated, with my brother, with my father’s demands…”

I cut him off, my patience wearing thin. “Your personal issues are just that-personal. I don’t need to know the specifics. But when you decide to involve yourself in a legal battle, you owe it to everyone to be present. To be aware. To care about the outcome. Especially when it concerns people like Miss Smith and her son.”

He took a step back, as if my words had physically struck him. There was genuine remorse in his eyes, but it did little to quell my frustration. “This past month has been an anomaly,” he said quietly. “I’ll be sure to be more aware for the next case, so I don’t miss any details.”

I met his gaze, willing him to understand the depth of my disappointment. “It’s not just about the files,” I said. “Logan, your actions have consequences. If you continue down this path, it’s not just our reputation that’s at stake. Remember that.”

Now, Logan’s face seemed to harden. He shook his head, folding his arms across his chest. “So you’re still on that whole thing. I thought that you, as a lawyer, wouldn’t be so susceptible to sob stories.”

My eyes widened. “Sob stories? Didn’t I just prove to you that Miss Smith’s testimony was entirely factual?”

Logan sighed. “I’m sure it is factual. But it doesn’t change the fact that it’s all blown out of proportion, Ella,’ he whispered, not meeting my eyes. “Sure, they’re true. But they’re still stories. that are meant to tug at the heartstrings and sway the court. It’s all exaggerated.”

I squinted at him, the very act of looking into his eyes becoming a challenge. “Do you truly believe that? Because when I look at you, I see doubt. I see conflict.”

His gaze flinched away from mine, ant imperceptible movement that would have gone unnoticed to anyone else. But I saw it. I felt it.

Logan sighed. “Alright, fine. Hell, if it’s that. important to you, I’ll cut Miss Smith a check so she can buy a little house-”

“I’m not asking you to cut a check,” I hissed. “I’m asking you to do the right thing here. Now is your chance to back out of the case. Come to an agreement. Walk away with your ego bruised a little, but with the lives of a hundred people left as they should be.”

Logan’s eyes darkened even more. “Don’t patronize me, Ella.”

“Stop pretending, Logan,” I continued, letting my voice soften just a touch. “This could be your moment, you know? Your chance to demonstrate that you’re more than your past, that you’re genuinely striving for redemption.”

His jaw tightened, that all too familiar stubbornness flickering in his gaze. “Redemption is not yours to give,” he said, coldly.

But I pressed on, knowing I had touched a nerve. “Your mother would want you to do the right thing. To be good. To show mercy.”

The mention of his mother was a gamble, and by the way his eyes darkened, I knew I had struck a chord. “You have no right,” he hissed, voice thick with emotion. “You could never fathom what my mother would have wanted. Stay out of my past, Ella.”

Annoyance welled up inside me, fed by weeks of frustration. “You’re acting like a petulant child, Logan. This bitter act isn’t you. Or at least, it isn’t the man you told me you wanted to be.”

I could sense the change in the air, the temperature around us dropping a few degrees. Logan’s presence became more pronounced, his aura a tangible force in the room. He stepped closer, backing me against the wall.

Even though I knew of his dual nature, the wolf inside him, it was rare for me to feel it so intensely. But I wouldn’t let myself be intimidated. I held my chin high, my eyes locked onto his.

“Intimidation won’t work on me,” I said. “It’s an act, and I’m not the least bit scared of you.”

His eyes widened a fraction, taken aback..

“If you want to be selfish and hard-hearted, that’s your choice. But as long as I’m your lawyer,” I said, my voice firm, “you’ll have to accept that I have principles. And I won’t be silenced. Not by you. Not by anyone.”

There was a moment of silence, a charged. space where countless words went unspoken. He seemed momentarily taken aback, perhaps surprised by my defiance, my unwillingness to bow down.

But before either of us could say anything more, the distant murmur of voices announced the return of the other lawyers. We sprang apart, the sudden distance between us as shocking as the proximity had been moments before.

A flush of embarrassment colored both our cheeks.

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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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