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His Nanny Mate Chapter 353 By Eve Above Story

Chapter 353 Race To The Finish


With my evening of pizza and true crime shows having been abruptly shattered by Logan’s obnoxious honking outside, I sighed and leaned on the balcony railing. There he was, sitting in his red convertible with a sheepish grin on his face.

“Wanna go for a joyride?” he called up to me, the grin on his face only widening even more. I raised an eyebrow and frowned down at him. “A joyride, Logan? Seriously?”

“Yes, seriously,” he replied as he climbed out of the car. “It’ll be fun.”

I paused for a moment, glancing down at my clothes. I had only just gotten home from work less than twenty minutes ago, and was already in my sweatpants and hoodie. My hair was pulled up into a messy bun on top of my head, and my makeup was smudged. Not to mention the uneaten, greasy pizza that was waiting for me on my coffee table.

“I can’t,” I said, shaking my head. “I’ve got a hot date with some bodega pizza and a true crime show-”

His laughter just drifted up to me and interrupted me mid-sentence, only serving to further amplify my annoyance. “True crime? C’mon, Miss Morgan. Get dressed. Let’s have some fun.”

My arms crossed over my chest as I considered his proposition. But even then, I wasn’t particularly keen on going out with him; especially not when I had promised to myself that I wouldn’t let him in. It was already bad enough that we had gotten so close recently, and after what happened in the restaurant…

“Logan, I just got out of work. Sorry, but I don’t want to go out.”

“Oh, come on,” he called back, his grin unwavering. “I’ve got a surprise for you and everything. I promise you’ll be glad you came.”

I paused, rolling my eyes but also oddly intrigued at the same time.

“You should go.” Ema’s voice, always in the back of my mind, chimed in. “You could use a little fun. And the two of you…”

“Enough with the two of us,” I interrupted, feeling the telltale sign of my heart picking up its pace at my wolf’s implication. “It’s not happening.”

“Whatever. But you should still go. You could use the distraction.”

My wolf’s words weren’t wrong. I did need a distraction from everything, even just for an hour or two.

“Well?” Logan called up to me as he leaned on the hood of his red car. “You coming or what?”

“Fine. But it had better be worth it!” I yelled down before retreating back inside.

As I swapped my sweatpants for jeans and a casual top, then lightly touched up my mascara, I wondered why Logan was always so keen on hanging out. Was he still bent on the idea of the two of us getting together? Was he trying to break our contract once again?

Shaking my head, I told myself to just go with it. A few minutes later, I found myself sitting in his car, still not sure if I’d regret this.

“So, where are you kidnapping me to?” I asked, fastening my seatbelt as he revved the engine.

“You’ll see.” He smirked, and we took off.

As Logan drove, the lights of the city flashed by in a blur. His eyes remained fixed on the road, but the smirk never left his lips. I found myself watching him from the corner of my eye, curiosity bubbling within me.

“Why do you always want to hang out with me?” I finally asked, breaking the silence that had settled between us. “It’s not like we need to hang out in private like this.”

He glanced at me, his smirk evolving into a smile. “We’ve been over this, Ella,” he said, his voice softening ever so slightly. “I like your company. Sue me. And besides, you never go out.”

“I do go out,” I retorted, maybe a little too defensively. Logan scoffed. “And when exactly was the last time you went out without me practically dragging you, hm?”

I paused, searching my memory. Aside from the recent times when Logan made me go to family events with him, I honestly couldn’t think of anything except for lunch with Sarah. “Well, I had lunch with my coworker Sarah today.”

He chuckled. “Lunch with a coworker doesn’t really count, Ella.”

I looked at him, a bit annoyed by his tone. “And why not?” I asked.

“Because this city, despite its bad reputation, has so much more to offer as far as night life goes,” Logan said, his eyes alight with an earnest glow that caught me off guard. “You should experience it all.”

“So you’ve taken it upon yourself to be my personal tour guide? Is that it?”

“Exactly.” He grinned, glancing at me as we came to a stop at a red light. In the crosswalk in front of us, a group of what appeared to be college students walked across the street, dressed in their party clothes and laughing. When I was in college, I never partied like that. I realized that now, thanks to Logan’s insistence.

“I mean,” Logan continued, “we do have this contract between us for a few more months. Might as well make the most of it.”

His words hung in the air, and for a moment, a wave of realization washed over me. We did only have a limited time in this arrangement before it would all come to an end. For some reason, I felt a sudden pang of… what exactly? Sadness? Longing?

I looked away, suddenly conscious that my cheeks were tinged with a subtle blush.

“You okay?” he asked, sensing my sudden shift in mood.

“Yeah,” I responded, a little too quickly. “I’m fine.”

“You sure? You looked like you were a million miles away for a second there.”

I gave him a small smile. “Just thinking about what you said, about making the most of our time.”


“And nothing,” I shot back, not wanting to reveal even a hint of the strange mix of emotions that had momentarily taken control over me. “It’s just something to consider, I guess.”

It wasn’t long before I realized we were heading toward an unfamiliar part of the city. When he pulled into an alley that opened up to reveal an underground racetrack, my eyes widened.

“You’ve got to be kidding.”

Logan chuckled. “What? Not your style?”

“I thought we were going for ice cream or something,” I said, exasperated. “Why didn’t you just ask me if I wanted to go to an underground racetrack? Is this even legal?”

He turned off the car and looked at me, his eyes full of mischief. “I plead the fifth,” he said, that telltale smirk revealing itself again. “And if I had told you, would you have come?”

“That’s not the point,” I shot back, although my voice lacked its usual conviction. Logan shrugged, a soft smile on his face. “Come on, it’ll be fun. Promise.”

I sighed, knowing he had already won this round. “Alright, fine. Let’s go.”

We walked towards the entrance of the makeshift stadium, the rumbling of engines and roars from the crowd growing louder.

Traditional white and black checkered signs fluttered in the wind.

In the distance, through the crowd, I could see the contestants at their vehicles, making their last checks with their pit crews. Somewhere out of sight, I could make out the garbled sound of an announcer saying something over some loudspeakers.

But what really amazed me was the fact that I had never heard about this place when it was right here at the edge of the city all along. Maybe I didn’t know as much about this city as I thought I did.

With a grin, Logan stopped at a vendor and bought a soft pretzel, handing it to me as if he’d just handed me a bouquet of roses.

“For the lady,” he said, winking. “Trust me. The pretzels here are beyond compare.”

I took a bite, pleasantly surprised by the soft, salty dough. It was far better than greasy bodega pizza. “Alright, you win. Again.”

As we made our way through the crowd, Logan put his hand on my lower back to guide us toward a pair of seats. Instantly, a warm sensation coursed through me. I looked up at him, momentarily caught in his blue-eyed gaze.

Shaking off the feeling, I focused on the noise and the lights, suddenly realizing how overwhelming it all was. Almost instinctively, I moved a little closer to him, finding comfort in his proximity.

“Too loud for you?” he teased, leaning down to speak into my ear.

I shook my head, quickly looking away to hide the blush that was creeping up into my cheeks at his close proximity. “No. Just taking it all in.”

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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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