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His Nanny Mate Chapter 339 By Eve Above Story

Chapter 339 A Dance With Darkness


Leonard’s surprise was palpable. His usually stoic face now registered a mix of confusion and, was that disbelief?

The bustling restaurant patio, filled with the scent of seafood and the ocean air, seemed to fade into the background. All that remained in focus was the tense standoff that had unwittingly begun our corner, all thanks to Harry.

“Your parents don’t know?” Leonard’s voice was barely above a whisper, but in the quiet space that had formed around us, it felt like a shout.

The distant hum of violins, the sound of the ocean lapping against the barrier, and the clinking of glasses felt intrusive as I searched for words.

“It’s not quite like that,” I began hesitantly, wording my lies carefully. “It’s just… It’s been a whirlwind, and we haven’t had the right moment to…” I trailed off, desperately hoping Logan would step in.

Leonard’s piercing eyes locked onto mine. “Are you ashamed? Ashamed of Logan? Or perhaps it’s our family you find unworthy?”

Before I could reply, Logan jumped in, his voice laced with both irritation and urgency. “Dad, of course she isn’t. Harry is just trying to stir things up. Ella’s parents know about us. Isn’t that right, Ella?” His eyes, imploring and tense, sought mine.

Attempting to muster up a semblance of confidence, I nodded, hoping that my words would align with his. “Yes, they know. We just… haven’t gone into all the details yet.”

Harry, leaning casually against the intricately carved mahogany bar, smirked. The twinkling fairy lights decorating the venue cast playful shadows on his face, making him appear even more devious.

“Details?” he asked. “Like being engaged? Such a small detail indeed. I’m sure if they’re as aware as you claim, they’d love to come over for an engagement party. Wouldn’t you say?”

I could feel the weight of everyone’s eyes on us, the atmosphere thick with anticipation and the faint aroma of roses from the lavish flower arrangements adorning each table. The situation was spiraling, and it felt like we were dancing on the edge of a precipice.

Leonard, clearly contemplating Harry’s words, tapped a finger on his chin thoughtfully. “Actually, that might be a good idea.” His voice had that calm, chilling certainty that I had come to dread.

Logan’s hand, cool and firm, wrapped around mine. “Dad, there’s no need for that. This isn’t about public displays or parties. This is about Ella and me.”

Harry chuckled, lifting his wine glass to his lips, his green eyes glittering with mischief. “You always did like to keep things private, Logan. But family is family. Surely there’s no harm in sharing the good news with both our families in a more… official capacity?”

Leonard nodded slowly, his gaze moving between Logan and me. “It would certainly put any lingering doubts to rest. If there’s nothing to hide, a simple gathering would be in order.”

I swallowed hard, the intricate lace of my dress suddenly feeling too tight around my throat. The patio, despite its open air and fresh ocean breeze, almost seemed to close in on me. “An engagement party is… significant. We wanted to ensure the timing was right.”

Leonard’s eyes softened just a touch, but the firm set of his jaw left no doubt about his resolve. “One month. Organize an engagement party. Invite both families. If your relationship is as real as you claim, this shouldn’t be a problem.”

Logan, visibly trying to contain his frustration, responded. “This isn’t about proving anything. Dad. Our relationship is our business. Why does it matter so much to you?”

Leonard leaned in, the scent of his musky cologne briefly overwhelming the floral undertones in the air. “Since you’ve been with Ella, I’ve been more supportive of your ventures, haven’t I? Increased investments, more leeway in your projects. If this relationship isn’t what it seems, it’s only fair that I reconsider.”

Harry’s laughter echoed in the tense silence. “Dad has a point, Logan. If everything is above board, why not celebrate? Or could it be that there’s something amiss?”

Logan shot Harry a dark look, his voice icy. “You’ve always had a knack for drama, Harry. Why don’t you mind your own business?”

But Harry’s smirk only grew. “Just looking out for the family’s best interests.”

“The family’s best interests?” Logan asked, narrowing his eyes. “Or your own, Harry?”

Once again, I found myself shocked by the fact that Leonard did absolutely nothing to quell the fires of his sons’ arguing. In fact, he said nothing. There was a palpable silence for several long moments, before Leonard clapped Logan on the shoulder and shot both of us a terse grin.

“Well then,” he said, glancing back and forth between the two of us, “do consider it. I’ll be waiting.”

Before Logan or I could answer, Leonard turned on his heel and walked away. Harry trailed behind him, shooting us both a maniacal look before disappearing into the crowd. I let out a deep sigh and turned to face Logan.

But instead of saying anything, Logan suddenly whisked me away to the dance floor.

The world around me blurred as the velvety sounds of a saxophone began to envelop the space, matching the mood of the afternoon. The sounds of the party intermixed with the sounds of the ocean made for an almost hectic, yet surprisingly calming, atmosphere.

As we swayed to the music, Logan’s gaze remained fixed on mine, a storm of emotions swirling in his clear blue eyes.

“Don’t worry about them,” he said, glancing over his shoulder. “I’ll deal with it.”

I looked down at our feet as we moved, a blush creeping up into my cheeks from our closeness and the feeling of Logan’s arms around me. “Thanks.”

But Logan’s face took on a curious expression. “Speaking of figuring things out…” he hesitated. “What was that I heard about you and Devon at the jazz club?”

I blinked in surprise. “Oh, that? It was nothing. We just happened to run into each other. He mentioned he owned a jazz club and said I should drop by. Even offered some free food and drinks. It was just a friendly gesture.”

Logan’s jaw tightened subtly, the playful rhythm of the music contrasting with his growing tension. “Ella, I’d prefer if you stayed away from Devon. Something about him just doesn’t sit right with me.”

Taken aback, I pulled slightly away to get a better look at his face. “Seriously? Devon’s been nothing but kind and helpful. Is this jealousy I’m detecting?”

He blanched, his fingers digging lightly into my waist. “No. I’m not jealous. I’m just… cautious.”

I couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled up. “Logan, do you hear yourself?”

His lips pressed into a thin line. “It’s not like that. There’s just something about him that gives me bad vibes. Please, trust my instincts on this.”

Shaking my head, I sighed. “You have to trust me too. I can handle myself. And I can make friends without you feeling threatened.” I lowered my voice, shooting him a stern look. “And besides, we’re not together, Logan. You have no right to feel jealous.”

He hesitated, then finally responded, his blue eyes narrowing. “I think I have every right to protect what I care about. Or do I need to prove myself?”

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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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