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His Nanny Mate Chapter 359 By Eve Above Story

Chapter 359 A Long Night


The sound of the plane’s wheels screeching against the landing strip jerked me awake.

For a moment, I was disoriented-until I felt the weight of an arm around my shoulders and saw Logan sitting next to me. My cheeks flushed as I realized I had fallen asleep against him. God, I even felt a small wet spot on my cheek where I must have drooled.

Classy, Ella, I thought to myself.

“That was a quick flight,” I mumbled, pretending that I hadn’t just been sleeping on Logan’s shoulder as I sat up to discreetly wipe my cheek with the back of my hand.

Logan chuckled and pulled his arm away to give me space. “Sure, it’s quick when you sleep. like a princess the whole time.”

My face burned hotly, but not just from embarrassment. Somewhere deep inside, my wolf purred in approval, convinced that Logan had opened up to us earlier. Something about the way he had talked to me, the way that he let me lean on him for comfort, was sweet. And Ema wouldn’t let me forget that.

But sweet or not, I reminded both myself and my wolf silently, our worlds were just too different. And we couldn’t forget-he was a mobster. The odds of him leaving that life, despite his best efforts, were next to zero. Not to mention how my parents would react. I was already taking a risk by having him here.

As the seatbelt light blinked off, I grabbed my purse from the overhead bin, and we made our way off the plane. Relief washed over me once my feet hit solid ground again, and after finding our luggage, we made our way out onto the bustling street.

And, just as I suspected, a sleek black town car was already waiting for us outside.

“Miss Morgan?” the driver said, pushing himself away from the hood of the car as we approached.

“Uh, yes,” I said. I could already feel the hint of blush beginning to creep into my cheeks as my suspicions rose. And it turned out that I was correct.

“Your father sent me,” the driver said with a warm smile as he opened the door for us. Of course he did, I thought to myself. I could already picture him: sitting in his office, calling his own personal driver to pick me up from the airport.

Not only was it his way of welcoming me home in the lap of luxury, but there was no doubt in my mind that my father had hired this man to check on Logan and bring the news back to him.

As we climbed into the car, Logan shot me an amused look, but said nothing for the entirety of the drive.

Finally, we arrived at the hotel, and it was just as grand as I had expected from Logan’s taste -sparkling chandeliers, ornate furnishings, and staff who moved with a sort of calculated grace. I couldn’t help but gawk a bit as we walked through the lavish lobby, my eyes widening at each new extravagant detail.

“What?” Logan said as we stepped onto the elevator. “Used to personal drivers and Lincoln town cars, but not fancy hotels?”

I shook my head and quickly looked away, my eyes meeting my reflection in the elevator mirror. I looked a bit haggard from the flight. Dark circles rimmed my eyes, my hair was a bit of a mess, and now that I really looked at myself, I realized that my outfit-an oversized hoodie and leggings-wasn’t exactly my best work.

Normally, I didn’t care too much when it came to travel attire. But for some reason, being beside Logan and seeing how he glanced surreptitiously at me in the mirror as though checking me out, I suddenly felt like a slob.

Or maybe it was just the fancy hotel that made me feel that way. Right?

“I’ve been to plenty of hotels,” I chided. “Just nothing this… over the top.”

Logan smirked. “Something wrong with that?”

“No.” I averted my gaze to the floor. “Your tastes are just different than mine. That’s all.”

The elevator ride to our floor was quick, but my heart rate seemed to disagree. It pounded in my chest, nervously anticipating what would come next. What were the sleeping arrangements? Logan stuck to his promise to get us our own rooms, right?

Suddenly, I was snapped from my thoughts when the doors slid open to reveal a lush corridor that could have belonged in a palace.

Logan led the way, stopping in front of two adjacent doors. As he unlocked them and pushed the doors open, I peeked into my room and almost lost my breath. It was stunning- silk sheets, a king-sized bed, an awe-inspiring view of the city skyline from a private balcony.

This wasn’t just a room, it was a suite, complete with a lavish bathroom and even a small kitchenette. I could live here, I thought to myself, half-serious.

And then I noticed that our balconies were adjacent, separated only by a thin, ornate railing. The implication of that closeness settled over me like a heavy blanket, amplifying the tension that had been building ever since we boarded the plane.

Logan looked at me, his eyes glittering with a mix of mischief and something I couldn’t quite place just yet. “Only the best for my ‘fiancee”,” he said, emphasizing the last word as if it were a secret joke only he was in on.

I rolled my eyes, not trusting myself to speak. Because, for a split second, when he said that word-fiancee-I felt a tiny leap in my heart. And that was dangerous territory. My wolf seemed to howl in agreement, sensing the magnetic pull that was drawing us in, deeper and deeper into whatever this was.

But I couldn’t let that happen. Not when the chasm between our worlds was so vast it could swallow us whole. I had to keep reminding myself of the facts: Logan was still who he was, and I was… well, I was who I was.

His life was entangled in webs I couldn’t even begin to understand, and mine had its own complexities that someone like him could never navigate. And there was also my father. What would he say when he eventually found out about this arrangement? He would loathe Logan even more once he found out about Logan’s past, I was sure of it.

“Well?” Logan said, glancing over at me. “It’s still early. Dinner later?”

I shook my head. “No need. I’ll be ordering room service tonight.”

Logan shot me a sideways glance, confusion evident in his features. “But, Ella-”

“Goodnight, Logan,” I interrupted, my voice threaded with finality.

Logan furrowed his brow. For a moment, he opened his mouth as though he was about to say something, but then shut it again and nodded solemnly to himself. “Alright, then. Goodnight, Ella.”

As I shut the door, I felt a strange sense of melancholy wash over me. It was my wolf. She was annoyed with me, as she had every right to be. But I had my convictions, and this trip wouldn’t change that.

Aside from the shared balcony and the necessary brunch with my parents tomorrow, there was no reason for Logan and I to spend any more time together than we already had.

I leaned against the closed door, my heart pounding loudly in the suddenly deafening silence.

It was going to be a long night.

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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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