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Brayden stood near the hospital’s general ward, his posture relaxed yet alert, his sharp eyes fixed on the entrance. He was good at waiting.

Patience had been drilled into him from years of dealing with dangerous people, of knowing when to strike and when to step back.

But tonight, his patience was laced with something else—anticipation.

He knew someone would come. The bait had been set perfectly. Now, all they had to do was wait for the prey to walk into the trap.

Ryder stood beside him, arms crossed, his expression unreadable.

Unlike Brayden, he wasn’t as good at hiding his impatience. His fingers drummed lightly against his bicep as his eyes flicked between the different people moving in and out of the ward.

“Hold on, do you really think they’re going to take the bait this easily?” Ryder muttered under his breath.

Brayden didn’t look at him, his gaze still locked on the general ward. “They don’t have a choice,” he said calmly.

“If they want Da
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  • Beneath The Billionaire’s Mask: Chasing The Nanny   167

    Penelope stirred slightly, a soft hum escaping her lips as the warmth of the morning sun kissed her skin. She felt an unfamiliar sense of peace wrap around her like a cocoon, the scent of something rich and masculine filling her senses. The steady rise and fall of a chest beneath her cheek, the gentle rhythm of a heartbeat close to her ear—everything felt different, yet strangely perfect.Her lips curled into a smile even before she opened her eyes. The events of the previous night lingered in her mind, a series of blurred yet vivid moments—Brayden’s touch, his lips, the way he had claimed her, possessed her, held her like she was the most precious thing in the world. It felt surreal, like a dream she never wanted to wake up from.She nestled closer, inhaling deeply, letting the warmth of his body seep into hers. Brayden stirred beneath her, his strong arms instinctively tightening around her waist as if he had no intention of letting her go.A d

  • Beneath The Billionaire’s Mask: Chasing The Nanny   166

    Brayden’s fingers curled firmly around Penelope’s wrist, his grip possessive yet not forceful, as his deep, piercing gaze held hers in place. The air between them pulsed with something unspoken, something electric. His voice was low, husky, almost a growl. “You’re not leaving my side tonight.”Penelope’s breath hitched, her heart slamming against her ribcage as if trying to break free. Every part of her was aware of his nearness, of the way his breath fanned over her skin, sending shivers down her spine. There was something in the way he looked at her—as if he was making a vow, as if he was claiming her.A war waged inside her. She should step back, she should say something, anything, but all she could do was stand there, trapped in his presence, caught in the storm of emotions swirling in his darkened eyes. He was so close that she could see the golden flecks in his irises, see the way his jaw clenched with restraint.Her lips parted, but words

  • Beneath The Billionaire’s Mask: Chasing The Nanny   165

    He tossed her into the passenger seat, his movements swift and controlled, but there was a raw intensity in his grip that sent a shiver down Penelope’s spine. The door slammed shut beside her, and she blinked against the sudden darkness inside the car. Her vision was a little blurry, her head swimming from all the alcohol she had consumed, but even through her hazy state, she could feel the weight of Brayden’s gaze on her.A drunken giggle slipped past her lips as she reached for the door handle, her fingers fumbling clumsily. “I should— I should get out,” she murmured, her voice slurred but laced with amusement. “I was having so much fun inside.”But before her fingers could close around the handle, a strong, warm hand wrapped around her wrist, halting her movements. Brayden was already beside her, his jaw clenched tightly, his grip firm but not painful. His touch sent an unexpected jolt through her, sobering her up just slightly.“You’re not going a

  • Beneath The Billionaire’s Mask: Chasing The Nanny   164

    Brayden’s car screeched to a halt just outside the bar, the tires skidding slightly against the pavement as he threw the gear into park. His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles white with the force of his anger and concern. The pounding music from inside vibrated through the air, the heavy bass making the ground beneath him feel alive, but all he could focus on was one thing—Penelope.Without wasting another second, he shoved the door open and stepped out, his sharp eyes scanning the crowd that lingered outside the entrance. Some were chatting, laughing loudly, leaning against the walls with drinks in their hands, but none of them mattered to him. He moved forward, pushing past a group of people, his gaze cutting through the dim lighting and flashing neon signs as he searched for her.Then he saw her.His body tensed immediately, a mixture of frustration and something else—something dangerously close to jealousy—clawing at his insid

  • Beneath The Billionaire’s Mask: Chasing The Nanny   163

    Penelope stumbled out of the agency building, her vision blurred with unshed tears. She felt like the walls were closing in on her, suffocating her with the weight of humiliation. Every word that had been thrown at her, every insult that had been spat in her face, replayed in her mind like a broken record. The sting of Rosa’s slap still burned against her cheek, a cruel reminder of the way she had been treated. The worst part wasn’t even the slap—it was the way the supervisor had stood there, watching, allowing it to happen as if Penelope had deserved it. The way the others had stared at her, some with pity, some with indifference, but not one person had stepped in to help her.Her hands trembled as she gripped the steering wheel of her car. She could barely see where she was going, but she didn’t care. She just needed to get away. She needed to breathe. She needed to escape the overwhelming feeling of being powerless. Before she knew it, she had dr

  • Beneath The Billionaire’s Mask: Chasing The Nanny   162

    Penelope sat at her desk, still shaken from what had happened earlier. The burning sensation on her chest had dulled into a painful throb, but her anger was only growing. She kept replaying the moment over and over in her head—Rosa’s smug face, the heat of the coffee searing through her clothes, the way she had walked away without a single ounce of remorse.She was still lost in thought when a sharp voice called her name.“Penelope Lorenzo, report to the supervisor’s office immediately!”Her stomach twisted. She had a bad feeling about this. Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to stand, her knees still weak from the shock of the morning’s events.She walked through the hallways, every step feeling heavier than the last. As she reached the door, she hesitated for a moment before knocking lightly.“Come in,” a gruff voice answered.She pushed the door open and stepped inside. The supervisor sat behind his desk, her glasses perched on the bridge of her

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