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His Nanny Mate Chapter 364 By Eve Above Story

Chapter 364 Childlike Joy


The unexpected sign on the door was like a punch to the gut-a vivid, glaring announcement that one of my favorite spots had been shut down.

“CLOSED FOR BUSINESS”, it read. I felt the corners of my mouth turn downward as I stepped

“Man, this sucks,” I mumbled, still unable to shake off the disappointment.

Logan looked at me, his eyes reflecting a softer hue of concern. “Damn. You seem like you really liked this place.”

“Yeah, I did,” I confessed, running a hand through my hair. “I know it’s silly, but they had really good food, and I came here a lot when I was younger. I wonder why they shut down all of a sudden.”

He chuckled, a warm sound that instantly reminded me that not everything had to be doom and gloom just because one of my favorite restaurants had closed. I think what really struck me more than anything, though, was the fact that it just reminded me of the fact that not everything could stay the same.

“Well,” Logan said, “I guess we’ll have to find somewhere else to go. Surely there’s more than one good restaurant in this huge city.”

I nodded, stepping away from the door. “Of course. I know of a few other places within walking distance from here.”

The smirk that spread across Logan’s face had a touch of triumph to it. “Alright, then. Lead the way, Miss Morgan.”

With that, we began walking further downtown, meandering through a labyrinth of narrow streets and bustling avenues. It was nearing dusk, and the sky had morphed into a stunning canvas of oranges and pinks. The chatter of evening commuters and the clinking of dishes from nearby places to eat filled the air, a symphony of city life.

As we moved farther, the concrete urban landscape started to give way to more greenery. Trees, orange and red from the autumn changes, curled over the walkways and shrouded our view of the sky, making for a cozy environment.

This was what I loved most about this city-it held surprises around every corner, like secret pockets of peace amidst the chaos.

“Wow,” Logan whispered, his voice tinged with awe as he took in the scenery. “You didn’t tell me the city had places like this.”

“Wouldn’t be much of a surprise if I did, now would it?” I retorted, amused by his childlike wonder.

He chuckled, stealing a quick glance at me. “You have a point.”

We continued our stroll, the path leading us into what appeared to be a park. But this was no ordinary park-it was an amusement park.

Strings of colorful lights adorned the vintage booths and rides, casting a magical glow over the area. The scent of funnel cakes and popcorn wafted through the air, a nostalgic aroma that tugged at some deep, buried corner of my heart.

Suddenly, I felt like I was eight again, during the summer when my dad and my stepmom met. I remembered coming to a park much like this, maybe even the same park, and spending the most magical day with them. I never forgot that day.

Logan followed my gaze as we passed by the park, his eyes landing on the vast sprawl of games, rides, and, then a carousel, standing majestically at the center of it all.

The intricate details, the polished wood, and the whimsical music spilling from its core made it a work of art.

I half expected him to walk past without a word, but as it turned out, I was in for the surprise of a lifetime. Logan stopped in his tracks. His eyes went wide, locking onto the carousel as if it was some sort of mystical artifact.

“There’s a carousel here?!”

The shock in Logan’s eyes when he said those words was like a mix of giddy excitement and incredulity, as though he had just stumbled upon a hidden treasure.

I blinked, looking from him to the carousel-its vibrant hues, ornate details, and lively music- and back again. “Yes,” I said, stifling a chuckle. “They have a carousel here.”

Logan grinned, a boyish expression that melted away a few years from his face. “I’ve never actually been on one.”

I squinted, convinced he was joking. “You’ve never been on a carousel? Are you serious? It’s like the most basic ride at any theme park.”

“Ella, I’ve never been more serious in my life,” he assured me.

His eyes-those wide, captivating blue orbs- never left the carousel. “Growing up, my parents never took me to amusement parks, fairs, nothing like that. My dad, of course, thought it was all a waste of time and money. So, I missed out on a lot of these quintessential childhood experiences.”

A pang of sympathy coursed through me. My own childhood flashed before my eyes-a blur of roller coasters, Ferris wheels, and yes, carousels. It was a carefree world where dreams were only a ride away, and I couldn’t fathom someone growing up without even a taste of it.

Before I could express my pity or offer some comforting platitudes, Logan’s hand found mine, his fingers intertwining with a sense of urgency. I felt my heart stop for a moment at his touch, shocked by our sudden closeness.

“Come on,” he said, grinning. “Let’s get tickets.”

“Wait, what? Now?” I barely managed to articulate as he practically dragged me toward the ticket booth. My feet stumbled over each other, trying to keep up with his pace.

“Yes, now,” he declared, stopping before the booth where a teenage attendant looked utterly bored. “Two passes, please.”

I watched as he pulled out his wallet, extracting a couple of bills and handing them over. The attendant perked up slightly, processed our tickets, and handed them to Logan.

“You do realize we came downtown to eat, right?” I laughed, incredulous but honestly completely enamored by his impulsiveness. “And not to ride carousels?”

“I know, I know,” he said, accepting the passes and immediately pulling me in the direction of the entrance. “But right now, I’m hungry for a different kind of experience.”

His focus was laser-like when it came to this carousel. I felt a chuckle escape my lips.

The sheer delight radiating from him was infectiously adorable. Here was a man who had just rediscovered a missing chunk of his childhood, and I found myself wondering about the other experiences he had been deprived of. How many more firsts were buried in him, waiting to be unearthed?

“Look at the horses!” Logan said, his voice tinged with awe. “Do you see how their manes flow, like they’re actually galloping? And look at that dragon over there!”

I followed his pointing finger to a vividly colored dragon, its scales a luminous green and its eyes fiery red. “It… is actually really cool,” I admitted, blushing.

“I bet it would be an amazing ride,” he speculated, his eyes twinkling like the carousel lights.

“We’ll never know if we just stand here gawking,” I pointed out, feeling my own enthusiasm building thanks to Logan’s unadulterated excitement.

Logan grinned and met my eyes again, their blue depths sparkling in the twinkling lights. Seeing him like this was like watching a child experiencing the world for the first time, nothing but pure, uninhibited joy.

But it wasn’t just that that I was focusing on.

It was our hands, still intertwined, that really captured my attention.

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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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