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His Nanny Mate Chapter 337 By Eve Above Story

Chapter 337 Prospective Clientele


A slight heaviness was felt when I lifted the omate box, hinting at something more substantial than just fabric within.

With bated breath, I carefully tugged the ribbon apart and lifted the lid to unveil its contents. Inside lay an intricately crafted dress in a silver hue that perfectly complemented my skin tone. It shimmered as I held it in the light, its sheer beauty leaving me momentarily breathless.

My fingers brushed the soft fabric with a reverence, the sensation eliciting a soft gasp from my lips. But as lovely as the dress was, it was the necklace nestled beside it that truly caught my eye.

The delicate, shimmering stones caught the dim office light in a dance of colors that made it seem as if a fragment of the cosmos had been captured and presented to me.

After a moment’s hesitation, I took another glance at the note; that Logan would be picking me up soon for the luncheon, which meant that I had to start getting ready now.

I carefully exchanged my work clothes for the dress and clasped the necklace around my neck. Turning to face the mirror, I hardly recognized the woman staring back.

The dress enhanced every curve, and the necklace added a touch of opulence that made me feel… pretty. It had felt like so long since I had felt this way. We had been working so tirelessly on our three cases that my image was often at the very back of my mind.

Lost in my own reflection, a sudden knock at my office door startled me.

“Oh no,” I whispered, suddenly feeling out of place in my own workspace. The realization that I was dressed up so extravagantly in a professional setting sent my heart into overdrive. Taking a deep breath, I called out with a shaky voice, “Come in.”

The door opened to reveal Sarah, my somewhat prickly coworker. Her dark eyes widened in surprise, and she took a moment to scan me from head to toe. I could feel my cheeks heat up under her gaze. The mix of judgment and intrigue was hard to discern.

She tilted her head, indicating the box on my desk with a sly smirk. “What’s this? Is that a gift from your boyfriend?”

I swallowed hard, cursing myself for not hiding the box. “What do you need, Sarah?”

Shrugging off my avoidance, Sarah approached, dropping a stack of paperwork onto my desk. “These need your attention.”

I blinked in surprise. Ever since that challenging case I had won, Sarah had become a tad less abrasive, almost civil, in fact. But this was too direct, even for her. “Isn’t this something you should be handling?”

She merely smirked, arching one eyebrow. “Thought you might want to handle it considering your newfound… fame.”

“Is that it?” I asked, attempting to regain some semblance of control over the situation. She studied me for a moment, the edge to her gaze softening just a fraction. “Yeah, that’s it. And, for the record, you look… nice.”

Before I could formulate a response, she was already out the door, leaving me in a whirlwind of emotions. The warmth of a compliment from Sarah, however backhanded, was a new experience. Maybe she did have a heart somewhere beneath that tough exterior

Or perhaps, like everyone else, she was merely adjusting to the shift in dynamics after my recent success When I was alone again, I turned back toward the mirror to take one last look at my appearance.

Sunlight reflected off the ornate necklace Logan had sent, casting prismatic splashes around the room as I moved around. It was surreal, wearing such an exquisite piece given to me by a man.

Growing up in the lap of luxury, of course my father had occasionally treated me to gifts like this, but it somehow felt different now that I was a woman. And Logan was different, too: where my dad often when for the understated sort of wealth, Logan was no stranger to blatant displays of opulence.

I twisted around, inspecting myself in the full- length mirror, the dress draped gracefully around my figure. Every detail, from the shimmering fabric to the elegant cut, was testament to the opulence I’d been introduced to since my connection with Logan deepened.

Just then, the light chime of my phone brought me out of my contemplation. A message from Logan simply read, “I’m outside.”

Taking a deep breath, I opened my front door. As expected, Logan stood there, looking striking in his finely tailored suit. He glanced up, and his eyes locked onto mine. The intensity in them made my breath catch.

“You look lovely, Ella,” he murmured, his voice resonating with genuine appreciation.

A blush warmed my cheeks. “Thank you. But, Logan, why the dress and the necklace? They must have cost a fortune.”

He took a step closer, lifting a hand to gently touch the necklace. “For me, it’s nothing. You deserve to feel and look beautiful at these events. And besides… appearances and all that.” The sincerity in his eyes told me he meant every word.

I let out a soft sigh. “I just don’t want you spending money on me unnecessarily.”

He grinned, mischief lighting up his features. “Consider it an investment.”

Before I could probe further, Logan led me to his car, opening the door for me like a true gentleman. The drive was a short one, ending at a scenic venue overlooking the sea.

The air was infused with the salty tang of the ocean, and soft music played in the background. Instantly, I recognized the event’s nature-a wedding shower, and from the glimpses of Harry and Marina at the center of it all, it was clear for whom the celebration was.

My fingers brushed against Logan’s as we walked side by side, a silent acknowledgment of our unspoken connection.

As we moved through the gathering, whispers floated around us, punctuated by the occasional gasp of recognition. It seemed my involvement in that notorious case hadn’t gone unnoticed by the high society frequenting events like these.

A lady, impeccably dressed, approached me with an air of authority. “You’re Ella, correct?”

I nodded. “Yes, and you are?”

She extended a hand, bedecked in diamonds. “Madelaine. I saw the news coverage of your recent case. Remarkable work, truly.”

Taken aback, I managed a polite smile. “Thank you. It was a challenging situation, but we managed.”

Madelaine leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “I’ve been considering having someone with your expertise handle a… delicate matter for me. The current lawyer I have is good, but not great.”

There was that word: ‘delicate’. Something about it told me that it wasn’t actually delicate in the slightest.

I hesitated for a moment. That last mafia case had been perilous in ways I hadn’t anticipated. “I appreciate the offer, Madelaine, but I’m quite swamped at the moment. Perhaps in the future?”

She arched a finely plucked brow, her gaze scrutinizing. “Very well, but do consider my offer. Opportunities like these don’t come often.”

Returning to Logan’s side, I felt a growing unease settle itself in my stomach. More mafia clients weren’t on my wishlist, especially after the last close call. Logan was one thing: we had an arrangement. But representing these sorts of people in court, helping them get away with their crimes? It would ruin everything I stood for.

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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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