The Billionaire’s Ex-Convict Nanny
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“Please,” I moaned into Darcy’s lips, trying to get away from him even though my body craved him intensely.
Adrian Martinez has already lost everything, her parents, her freedom, and the child she was told never took a breath. Betrayed by the man she loved, framed for crimes she didn’t commit, and branded an ex-convict, she’s forced to start over in a world that refuses to forgive her.
When she stumbles into a nanny position for a billionaire’s little girl, Adrian knows it’s her last chance at survival. But nothing could prepare her for Damien Darcy,the cold, ruthless CEO who doesn’t believe in love, not after his heart was shattered. To him, women are nothing but gold diggers. To her, men are nothing but destroyers.
Yet the spark between them is undeniable… dangerous. The little girl clings to Adrian as though she’s more than a stranger. Darcy recognizes something in Adrian he’s been haunted by for years. And when desire turns into a forbidden night of passion, secrets from their pasts unravel, exposing lies, betrayals, and a truth that could bind them forever… or ruin them both.
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Chapter: 139Chapter 139Adrian’s POV One Year LaterSunlight filled the room from the tall windows making the room bright and the baby couldn't sleep anymore. I stood in the nursery, rocking our son in my arms. Gently.Noah. Noah Darcy Rodrigo.One month old. With Darcy’s dark hair and my gray-green eyes. Perfect.My life had changed totally after giving birth to our son. I still can't believe that my life was going well. Beautiful. Peaceful. After all that had happened in my life, it felt good to be here with Darcy,my husband and my two beautiful children. After thinking I'd not survive it after all I'd endured—the prison, the loss, the betrayal—I was here. Loved. Free. Happy.A year had passed Darcy and I had gotten married after he proposed publicly, we did the pregnancy together. I never knew carrying a child and staying with the right person was a no stress process unlike carrying a baby in the prison space. Darcy did everything I wanted and he made sure I was alright. We began building
Last Updated: 2026-01-05
Chapter: 138Chapter 138Adrian’s PovThree weeks since prison.Three weeks since the truth about Brittany, Martin—and the baby I thought I’d buried.Pink. My daughter. Mine and Darcy’s.The DNA test had confirmed it, but I hadn’t gone to see her. Not yet. Every time I pictured Darcy, I saw the cold look in his eyes when he had me arrested, the snap of handcuffs on my wrists. Even knowing now that it was part of his plan to trap Brittany didn’t erase the humiliation of it.So I healed alone in the condo he’d given me. I ignored his calls, deleted his messages. But I couldn’t stay away forever. Pink needed me.Today, I finally drove to his penthouse.I rang the bell trying to steady my hands from shaking. I rang the bell again. Twice. No answer. Darcy’s car was in the garage yet nobody came to get the door. I used my spear key to open it. When I entered the air smelled faintly of smoke. My stomach dropped.“Darcy? Pink?”I called but no one answered. Smoke filled the house. It was choking my throat
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Chapter: 137Chapter 137Brittany’s POVI stood there...over Martin’s body, watching him in his pool of blood, the gun still warm in my hand.No fear. No regret. Nothing.He was dead because he wanted to ruin me. He deserved what I did. I didn’t care about him. I never did.He had planned to confess to the police, to destroy everything I’d built. So I stopped him. Simple.Blood spread across the motel carpet. His eyes were still open, blank.“I told you Martin, I warned you that if you mess up with me I won't let it go. I told you what would happen if you betrayed me,” I said softly.But now he's dead and he couldn’t hear me anymore.I wiped the gun, put it in my bag, and grabbed the duffel with all the money — three million now, all mine. I deleted the video on his phone and there was no need to reset it. No evidence. No loose ends.For a second, I looked around the room, I saw the blood, Martin’s body laid there—cold. That's the end of our story and felt only finality.This was the end of his l
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Chapter: 136Chapter 136Martin's PovMidnight hours…At the motel room with Brittany laid down beside me. I can hear her breathe, she wasn't sleeping either. I knew she was thinking of her next plan. We have failed in everything we did just to take Adrian out and I give up.Finally she had convinced me to go to Mexico with her. She said she was pregnant and needed help to park in her new apartment there. I know it was a lie that she just wanted me around her. I agreed just for her to shut her up. Her voice was getting on my nerves.Maybe tomorrow morning, we'd leave together. We'd split the money—one and a half million each and then we'll travel to the next state. Maybe when we got there, we'd go our separate ways. Maybe not. We'd figure it out when the time came.But tonight, we were here in this cheap motel room. Closer to each other.I should have felt relieved. The plan was set. The money was ready. All I had to do was to wait until tomorrow, maybe I'd be free.I felt... wrong.Something was
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Chapter: 135Chapter 135Brittany’s POVI stood in the doorway of Thomas’s apartment with my hand tight on my designer bag. I made up my mind to leave Thomas. In my bag I took just my passport and other important things. Everything else like the clothes, the jewelry, the image, all stayed behind. None of it would save me now.The police were closing in. They are aware of everything that had happened,the kidnap, about Martin, about my part, the ransom. I was left with little or no time before they came for me. So I was leaving the city. But not empty-handed.This morning, while Thomas slept, I took his black credit card and emptied his savings into an offshore account I’d set up. Over two hundred thousand dollars — his life’s work, gone with a few clicks. When he came home, his accounts would be empty and I’d be gone. That would be his punishment for trapping me with pregnancy instead of helping me with a plan to take down Darcy and Adrian.Yes, I was pregnant but not crippled. He’d planned it all
Last Updated: 2025-12-26
Chapter: 134Chapter 134 Darcy's POV Beep. Beep. Beep.The monitors woke me. My eyes were heavy. I felt badly hurt with pains in my whole body. I blinked on the bright lights and the room smelled antiseptic.“Mr. Rodrigo? Can you hear me?” a calm woman asked.I croaked, “Pink… where’s my daughter?”A nurse in blue scrubs stepped closer. “She’s in surgery. Try to stay calm.”“Surgery?” Pain shot through my ribs when I pushed up. “What happened to her? She was fine.”“The accident caused her internal bleeding but she will be fine. She's a strong girl.” the nurse said softly as she raised my bed’s head. “She needs surgery to repair it, and she needs a blood transfusion.”“Blood type?” I asked.“AB negative,” she answered. “It’s rare. We’re checking the bank now—”“I’m AB negative,” I interrupted. “Test me. Use my blood.”She hesitated. “Mr. Rodrigo, Pink was adopted, right? Adopted children don’t always share blood types, I hope you're aware.”“I don’t care, Doctor,” I said. “Test me. If my blood h
Last Updated: 2025-12-26
FORBIDDEN ICE: CLAIMING THE CAPTAIN'S SISTER
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“This…this is wrong.” I whispered, shivering as Rowan’s fingers traced along the lines of my slit.
“Wrong?” Ellis’ lips brushed my neck, his teeth grazing my skin. “Honey, forbidden is what makes it irresistible.”
Noah’s lips grazed my ear, his warm breath fanning my ears as his soft voice slipped in. “And you’ll learn… We take what we want.”
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Isla North had always followed her brother's rules, until she tasted what it was like to break them. Her brother, Asher North, captain of the college hockey team, made one rule when his sister resumed freshman year:
“You can fuck with other girls for all I care, but do not go close to my sister.”
They all easily agreed; after all, brotherhood came first. Until three men broke that rule—his best friends. Rowan, the teasing and sinfully hot strategist. Ellis, the calm, gorgeously hot destruction, and Noah, the reckless, untamed, and sexily wild.
Between secret locker room encounters, broken rules, and nights ending in trembling submission, Isla discovers that forbidden desire is intoxicating and dangerous.
The ice isn’t the only thing Isla is playing on. Power, lust, and obsession blur the lines, and once she surrenders… there’s no going back.
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Chapter: 131CHAPTER 131TEMPORARY ESCAPE ISLAThe next morning, we left just after sunrise.The sky was still painted in soft shades of peach and blue, the kind of morning that feels undecided about whether it wants to be warm or cold. I sat in the passenger seat with my knees tucked up slightly, hoodie sleeves pulled over my hands, watching our street disappear in the side mirror.Asher was the one driving. Of course he's the one.Talia claimed the backseat like royalty, already in sunglasses even though the sun hadn’t fully risen. She’d made us stop for coffee before we even hit the highway, insisting caffeine was “non-negotiable for emotional recovery.”Again…. Talia was always like that.The air inside the car felt… different. It was silently comfortable Upbeat music played softly through the speakers—Talia’s victory. It was something bright and annoyingly cheerful. She hummed along while scrolling through offline maps she’d downloaded “just in case.”Asher’s hands stayed steady on the steer
Last Updated: 2026-02-12
Chapter: 130CHAPTER 130A WEEK OFFISLABoth of our heads turned towards Talia the moment she mentioned having an idea. But the way Talia said it made both of us stiffen. It wasn't because it sounded dangerous, but because every time someone in this house said, I have an idea, it usually ended in chaos.Asher didn’t remove his arm from around me. “If your idea includes weapons, revenge, or arson—”“It doesn’t,” she cut in. “Relax, Batman.”A small smile played on my lips, tension lifting off the air for just a second. Talia crossed her arms, studying us like we were two unstable patients. “I think we should go on a holiday.”Did I just hear right? Or was my ears playing dirty tricks on me again?There was silence as I blinked in disbelief. “What?”“A holiday,” she repeated slowly. “Sun. Water. Food we don’t cook ourselves. A place where nobody knows us.”Asher frowned, amusement crossing his lips. “That’s your genius plan, Einstein?”At first, she threw him a side eye as she forced back a smile.
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Chapter: 129CHAPTER 129MAD SUGGESTIONS ISLASometimes I look at Asher and wonder the kind of things he thinks about to let out some words. I wanted him to laugh and say he was just joking and trying to lighten the mood. But he stared back at me with the most serious look.“No,” I said firmly, shaking my head like it would fall off my neck any second.Asher’s stupid words were still hanging in the air between us. I ran my hands through my hair, tucking the strands behind my ear.Talia froze for a few seconds until she found her voice. “Asher.”But I was already on my feet again, ignoring the little pains from my ankle.“You don’t get to say that like it’s an option,” I told him. “Turn yourself into a murderer? Our parents would growl in their graves.”My words seemed to have hit a nerve, but not enough to swerve him from his decision to turn into a murderer.His jaw tightened. “It is an option. And our parents would understand me ending their killers.”“No,” I repeated. “It’s not.”The look on A
Last Updated: 2026-02-12
Chapter: 128CHAPTER 128THE THINGS THAT DON’T ADD UPISLAThe room felt too small for a truth that big.“Our parents were murdered and their murderers also want us dead.”The words hung there, ugly and unfinished, like something that should never have been spoken out loud.I stared at Asher, waiting for him to laugh. To say just kidding. To tell me this was some sick attempt at dark humor.He didn’t.Talia didn’t either.Instead, she looked at the floor like it might swallow her whole.I let out a shaky breath. “Okay,” I said slowly. “Okay… so either I finally lost my mind on that retreat, or you’re both telling me my entire life is a lie.”Asher opened his mouth. Closed it.That answer alone scared me more than any words could.I stood up abruptly, my ankle screaming in protest, but I ignored it. I needed to move. Needed space. Needed oxygen.“You’re telling me,” I said, pacing now, “that my parents didn’t die in an accident, that I was in the car with them, that I almost died, that my brain jus
Last Updated: 2026-02-11
Chapter: 127CHAPTER 127WHAT IT FEELS LIKE. TO BE HOMEISLAI has almost forgotten Talia was somewhere outside waiting for me when the door suddenly flew open. Talia didn’t knock, she never did when she was worked up. Or maybe at all, since she has turned this house into hers. The door flew open and she came in like a storm wrapped in denim and anger, two takeout bags swinging from her hands.“I swear to God, if you tell me one more ‘retreat was enlightening’ story—” she started, then stopped short when her gaze finally settled properly on me.Her eyes narrowed like a nurse assessing a lying patient.“…Why do you look like someone almost killed you?”I blinked, holding back the urge to sacarstically roll my eyes. “Hi to you too.”Asher appeared behind me with his mug, sipping from it. “She almost did.”Talia dropped the bags on the table. “What.”I sighed and leaned back against the couch. “A truck almost ran into us. It was in the wrong lane and it was a near-death experience. You know….. casu
Last Updated: 2026-02-11
Chapter: 126CHAPTER 126CLOSE CALLSISLAI never understood the saying about your life flashing before your eyes until that very moment. The moment that made reuniting with my parents something that was so far fetched.The truck’s headlight flashed so suddenly at us I almost went blind. Everything happened at once and also too slowly.“Asher—” I breathed, trying not to hyperventilate.“Fuck!!” He swore loudly, jerking the steering wheel just enough to avoid full impact..The tires of the vehicle screamed against the tared road. My body lurched forward, the seatbelt biting into my shoulder as the car veered slightly, then corrected.The truck passed us in a blur of metal and noise, a strong wind hitting us from the speed the truck passed with. There was no two ways about it. If that truck had hit us, there'd be nothing but bones and blood to pick from our squashed car.For a long time, there was silence, the kind that rings in your ears. My heart slammed so hard against my ribs I thought it might
Last Updated: 2026-02-11
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