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: 5Chapter 5 – Adrian’s POVI won’t lie, Mr. Darcy Rodrigo was the kind of man who could make every head turn the moment he entered a room. Tall, commanding, and dangerously handsome, he was exactly the type that made women lose their breath.But I don't care; love and attraction are useless to me. That was the reason why I was jailed, and my so-called boyfriend, Martins, the man I loved and cared for for three years, abandoned me to die. I even got married to my cousin Amelia; this was so disheartening.I also had to remind myself firmly that I wasn't here for the looks.I wasn’t like the other ladies who were dying about the way he looks; the way they all pretended and pouted as if this was a catwalk beauty pageant made me nauseous instantly. I wasn’t here to catch a rich husband or chase his money. I was here because I had no choice.This job wasn’t about luxury. It was survival.And if I didn’t get this job, I’d have nowhere else to go. Homeless. And worse was that the police might c
Last Updated: 2025-11-07
Chapter: 4Chapter 4 – Adrian’s POVThree years laterIt has been exactly three years and a month since my baby died.Three long, difficult, and painful years.Some nights I wanted to end it all. Suicidal thoughts were in my mind. I even tried. But every time, the guards found me before it was too late. Maybe life still wanted me here—for a reason I didn’t yet understand.That morning, I was sitting on the prison floor after the daily exercise when the heavy iron door creaked open.The sound always made me freeze. But this time, something was different.Two officers walked, and one removed the handcuffs on my wrists. I frowned.“What’s going on, officer?” I asked.They didn’t answer my question. It was clear to me when one simply gave me a folded set of clean clothes—normal clothes, not the gray prison uniform. Unbelievable.I remained calm, but my heart was pounding. Although I didn’t dare say a word, I knew I felt hopeful again.They walked me down to the entrance of the prison close to the ma
Last Updated: 2025-11-07
Chapter: 3Chapter 3Adrian’s POVI finally opened my eyes, looking around to know where I was. Everything felt strange; the ceiling above was white in color.Antiseptic and methylated spirit smells filled the air. My head throbbed softly, and my throat was dry from screaming and swallowing every pain. For a while I didn’t remember why I was brought there or what had happened.Then slowly I remembered. Martin. Amelia. The pain. The birth. The baby.I remembered the doctor saying something about doing an operation. I moved my hand to check my lower tummy, but I was relieved that I didn’t give birth through cesarean section. Somehow I made it through the delivery.Then I turned my head slightly, trying to sit up, but I felt heavy like a cloth deep in the water, making it wet. There was an IV line running into my hand, and also the beep of a machine was heard in the room. One was closer to me, calm and steady. My head was still spinning, but I was searching for the most important thing.Then my eye
Last Updated: 2025-11-07
Chapter: 2Chapter 2Adrian’s POVTime in prison didn’t feel like normal time.I was still caged by the walls and strong doors, which made me stop counting as days went by.It's been nine months already, but every single night, that fateful day keeps on replaying in my head—his shocking betrayal hurts, and he has never visited me or sent a letter since that night.Could it be that Martin abandoned me here alone to be accused of a crime I didn't commit? My mind raced with these thoughts, flashbacks to what led me here, and the hope I'd carried for nine months.I didn't even realize when the door creaked open… The loud clang echoed inside my cell, and I stood up on my feet immediately.Two officers stood in front of me with their cold faces; one of them stepped inside the cell with a very stern face like a carved stone, while the other officer waited outside, tapping a baton against her leg impatiently.“Miss Adrian, get up; you have a visitor,” he said. “Someone is waiting for you.”I froze.A vi
Last Updated: 2025-11-07
Chapter: 1Chapter 1Adrian’s POV“Wake up! Wake up! Last meal of the day, Martinez, unless you want to stay here forever,” the officer said, his tone flat and mocking…“Thank you.” I said with the pains in my dry throatHe shoved the tray in front of me, his eyes not meeting mine, “Eat up, Martinez,” he said with a cold voice.There's absolutely no difference between his dry cold voice and the dusty walls of the prison that surrounds me. Then he stormed out of the cell as usual. Never expecting a warm treatment from the officer… I'm used to the coldness from them.The smell of disinfectant filled the air and the main door slammed shut again, leaving me alone again.I looked at the plate of food on the floor…A lump of hard bread and watery soup. Tasteless and cold. This was the food I had eaten since the first day I stepped foot into this prison. My stomach twisted, but not from hunger but from the emptiness that I had learned to live with.Then, I forced myself to eat , as I tore the bread with
Last Updated: 2025-11-07
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