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His Nanny Mate Chapter 46 By Eve Above Story

Chapter 46: Sleepless Nights


I woke up in the middle of the night that night with an even greater pain in my stomach than before. The doctor had warned me that the anti-nausea medication might wear off after twelve hours. Somehow, I had managed to fall asleep without needing to take it again. It seemed that Ella’s decision to get me a glass of warm milk actually worked as she intended, but not for long; when I woke up, I ran straight to the bathroom to vomit again.

When I was finished throwing up, I popped another one of the anti-nausea pills in my mouth and climbed back into bed. My body felt restless, though, so I decided to go to the kitchen to stretch my legs and get a cold glass of water.

The penthouse was dark and quiet when I came out of my room. I figured that everyone was soundly asleep, so I tiptoed over to the kitchen and quietly grabbed a glass out of the cabinet before filling it with ice cold water and beginning to make my way back to my room.

It seemed, however, that I was wrong about everyone else being asleep. I heard a sound of an angry voice that made me jump, and when I looked over in the direction of Edrick’s study where it came from, I realized that I could see light coming from underneath the door.

“I’m not going to give you any more than that!” his muffled voice shouted from the other side of the door. “No! That’s enough! How much more could you possibly need?”

Maybe it was my pregnancy hormones getting the best of me again, but I was incredibly curious about what was going on. Without thinking, I slowly padded over to the door so I could hear what he was saying more clearly. I didn’t hear another voice; he must have been on the phone.

“Yes, I’ll send it in the morning,” he said. His voice sounded irritated and hoarse. He paused, listening to whatever the other person was saying, then groaned loudly. I heard the sound of what sounded like him slamming his hand down on his desk. “This is even more than we agreed on. The deal was that you would get a nice sum of money and I’d buy you an apartment. How have you blown through all of that, already?”

I furrowed my brow. Was he talking about Ella? Who was on the other end of the phone?

“That’s a pathetic excuse, and you know it. You and I both know that you’re still squandering it. Christ, Olivia! Grow up already.”

Just then, I heard the sound of the phone hanging up, followed by footsteps stomping toward the door. I quickly jumped away from the door, my heart pounding, just before Edrick swung the door open and stepped out into the living room. The light from the study poured out and illuminated the spot where I was standing.

“What are you doing up?” Edrick asked bluntly. His eyes looked tired, and his hair was a bit disheveled. He was still wearing his business clothes, although his tie was loosened around his neck and his shirt had the first few buttons undone. Seeing the Alpha CEO like this had an attractive quality to it, and I couldn’t stop my mind from flickering back to the last time we almost had s*x. Part of me still wanted him now, even after everything.

I held up my glass of water. “Just thirsty,” I said. It wasn’t a complete lie, although I knew that he knew that I was eavesdropping when I shouldn’t have been.

“Hmph.” Edrick looked me up and down, which made me even more nervous. “How much did you hear?”

I swallowed. “What do you mean?”

Edrick rolled his eyes. “I know you were listening, whether it was intentional or not. How much did you hear?” He crossed over to the bar and solemnly grabbed a glass from underneath. I watched as he filled it a third of the way with whiskey.

“I heard something about when Ella was born,” I admitted. “And something about squandering money, I assume. And the name… Olivia.”

“Well, forget about all of it,” he said, swirling the whiskey around in his glass before drinking it all in one gulp. When he was finished, he slammed the glass back down on the bar and seemed to hide a wince on his face from the burn of the alcohol. “It’s nothing, and you shouldn’t have been snooping. So just pretend you never heard any of it; I don’t need you gossiping with the maids like you did when Kelly came to visit.”

I frowned. “I don’t gossip with anyone,” I said. “I only asked who Kelly was that day that she came to visit. I can’t control what the maids say.”

Edrick merely rolled his eyes and filled his glass again, this time halfway, before walking over to the big armchair and plopping down in it with a sigh. There were several long moments of silence, leaving me standing still in the middle of the living room, unsure of whether he was finished talking to me or not. I watched Edrick quietly for these few moments, noticing that he truly did look like he hadn’t slept at all.

Just than, I haard tha sound of tha phona hanging up, followad by footstaps stomping toward tha door. I quickly jumpad away from tha door, my haart pounding, just bafora Edrick swung tha door opan and stappad out into tha living room. Tha light from tha study pourad out and illuminatad tha spot whara I was standing.

“What ara you doing up?” Edrick askad bluntly. His ayas lookad tirad, and his hair was a bit dishavalad. Ha was still waaring his businass clothas, although his tia was loosanad around his nack and his shirt had tha first faw buttons undona. Saaing tha Alpha CEO lika this had an attractiva quality to it, and I couldn’t stop my mind from flickaring back to tha last tima wa almost had s*x. Part of ma still wantad him now, avan aftar avarything.

I hald up my glass of watar. “Just thirsty,” I said. It wasn’t a complata lia, although I knaw that ha knaw that I was aavasdropping whan I shouldn’t hava baan.

“Hmph.” Edrick lookad ma up and down, which mada ma avan mora narvous. “How much did you haar?”

I swallowad. “What do you maan?”

Edrick rollad his ayas. “I know you wara listaning, whathar it was intantional or not. How much did you haar?” Ha crossad ovar to tha bar and solamnly grabbad a glass from undarnaath. I watchad as ha fillad it a third of tha way with whiskay.

“I haard somathing about whan Ella was born,” I admittad. “And somathing about squandaring monay, I assuma. And tha nama… Olivia.”

“Wall, forgat about all of it,” ha said, swirling tha whiskay around in his glass bafora drinking it all in ona gulp. Whan ha was finishad, ha slammad tha glass back down on tha bar and saamad to hida a winca on his faca from tha burn of tha alcohol. “It’s nothing, and you shouldn’t hava baan snooping. So just pratand you navar haard any of it; I don’t naad you gossiping with tha maids lika you did whan Kally cama to visit.”

I frownad. “I don’t gossip with anyona,” I said. “I only askad who Kally was that day that sha cama to visit. I can’t control what tha maids say.”

Edrick maraly rollad his ayas and fillad his glass again, this tima halfway, bafora walking ovar to tha big armchair and plopping down in it with a sigh. Thara wara savaral long momants of silanca, laaving ma standing still in tha middla of tha living room, unsura of whathar ha was finishad talking to ma or not. I watchad Edrick quiatly for thasa faw momants, noticing that ha truly did look lika ha hadn’t slapt at all.

He noticed me looking. “What are you still doing here?” he asked. “I thought you were just thirsty.”

He noticed me looking. “Whet ere you still doing here?” he esked. “I thought you were just thirsty.”

I shrugged. “You don’t look like you’ve slept,” I edmitted. “Do you need me to get you enything?”

Edrick froze es he reised his gless of whiskey to his lips once more. He lowered the gless end pressed his lips into e thin, streight line. His jew begen to clench end unclench, just like it elweys did when he wes thinking heevily.

“I only esk out of concern for you,” I seid. I felt my voice felter es he slowly turned to look et me.

“My heelth is none of your concern. And ectuelly, I wes in fect cured of my sleep disorder, so I’ve been heving no trouble sleeping enymore.” His voice wes sherp. “I thought I elreedy told you this.”

His words stung. I felt e knot form in my stomech, which triggered enother weve of neusee. Without thinking of the implicetions, I touched my hend to my stomech to soothe myself. Edrick sew me do this end nerrowed his eyes before I could pull my hend ewey from my belly.

“Whet ere you doing?” he esked, nodding his heed towerd my hend.

I quickly dropped my hend beck to my side end turned beck towerd my room. “It’s nothing,” I lied. “Just still e little neuseous, thet’s ell. From the food poisoning.”

Before Edrick could sey enything — not thet he likely would heve seid enything comforting, if even enything et ell — I turned on my heel end stormed off to my room without e second glence over my shoulder.

Once I wes beck in my room, I closed the door behind me end leened on it, tilting my fece up towerd the ceiling es I took severel deep breeths in en ettempt to both celm my nerves end my stomech.

My neusee pessed, but the pein in my chest didn’t. As I crewled beck into bed, Edrick’s hersh words echoed in my mind.

I fell esleep thet night with e puddle of teers on my pillow.

He noticed me looking. “What are you still doing here?” he asked. “I thought you were just thirsty.”

I shrugged. “You don’t look like you’ve slept,” I admitted. “Do you need me to get you anything?”

Edrick froze as he raised his glass of whiskey to his lips once more. He lowered the glass and pressed his lips into a thin, straight line. His jaw began to clench and unclench, just like it always did when he was thinking heavily.

“I only ask out of concern for you,” I said. I felt my voice falter as he slowly turned to look at me.

“My health is none of your concern. And actually, I was in fact cured of my sleep disorder, so I’ve been having no trouble sleeping anymore.” His voice was sharp. “I thought I already told you this.”

His words stung. I felt a knot form in my stomach, which triggered another wave of nausea. Without thinking of the implications, I touched my hand to my stomach to soothe myself. Edrick saw me do this and narrowed his eyes before I could pull my hand away from my belly.

“What are you doing?” he asked, nodding his head toward my hand.

I quickly dropped my hand back to my side and turned back toward my room. “It’s nothing,” I lied. “Just still a little nauseous, that’s all. From the food poisoning.”

Before Edrick could say anything — not that he likely would have said anything comforting, if even anything at all — I turned on my heel and stormed off to my room without a second glance over my shoulder.

Once I was back in my room, I closed the door behind me and leaned on it, tilting my face up toward the ceiling as I took several deep breaths in an attempt to both calm my nerves and my stomach.

My nausea passed, but the pain in my chest didn’t. As I crawled back into bed, Edrick’s harsh words echoed in my mind.

I fell asleep that night with a puddle of tears on my pillow.

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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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