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Chapter 22: Alessandro
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The Don’s Mysterious Nanny Chapter 24: Vanessa
One week.Seven days since Aria's fever broke and she smiled at me like nothing had ever been wrong.Seven days of Alessandro watching me with those dark eyes that seemed to see straight through my soul.Seven days of pretending I wasn't drowning in feelings I had no right to have.The tension between us was suffocating. Every accidental touch sent electricity through my veins. Every shared glance across the dinner table made my heart race. Every time he said my name, I felt like I was coming apart at the seams.He'd meant what he said in the hospital. About wanting a family. About not caring what I was hiding.But he didn't know the truth.And when he found out, his beautiful promises would turn to ash.---Aria was finally sleeping peacefully in her crib, her fever long gone but my protective instincts were still on high alert. I'd been checking on her every hour, unable to shake the memory of how small and fragile she'd looked in that hospital bed.The penthouse felt too quiet. Too
The Don’s Mysterious Nanny Chapter 23: Alessandro
As if sensing the tension, Aria started fussing. Vanessa immediately shifted into caretaker mode, picking her up and soothing her with soft words. "It's okay, baby. Mama's here." She froze as soon as the words left her mouth. "I didn't mean—" "You did mean it." "I'm not her mother." "In every way that matters, you are." Tears filled her eyes. "Don't say that." "Why not? It's true." "It's not true." "She loves you. You love her. You take care of her. You protect her. What else is there?" "Biology." "Biology doesn't make a mother. Love does." "Alessandro." "Love makes a family, Vanessa. And we're already a family." "We're not—" "We are. Whether you want to admit it or not." She looked down at Aria, settling back to sleep in her arms. "This is dangerous." "What is?" "Thinking like this. Feeling like this." "Why?" "Because it's not real." "It feels real to me." "It can't be real." "Why not?" "Because I'm not who you think I am." "I don't care who you were. I
The Don’s Mysterious Nanny Chapter 22: Alessandro
The penthouse felt different when we returned from the hospital. Quieter. More fragile. Like everything could shatter if I moved too fast. Vanessa carried Aria straight to the nursery, her movements careful and protective. I followed, watching how she checked and double-checked everything – the temperature, the baby monitor, the locks on the windows. "She's safe now," I said quietly. "I know." But her hands were still shaking. "Vanessa." "I should make her some food. Something light. The doctor said—" "I'll help." She paused, looking at me with those dark eyes that had haunted my dreams. "You don't have to." "I want to." --- The kitchen felt intimate with just the two of us working side by side. Vanessa moved with practiced efficiency, warming milk and preparing soft foods while I watched her every gesture. The way she tested the temperature on her wrist. The way she hummed softly while she worked. The way she'd broken down completely when Aria got sick. I'd never see
The Don’s Mysterious Nanny Chapter 21: Vanessa
The pediatric room was painted in soft pastels, with cartoon animals on the walls. Aria looked even smaller in the hospital crib, wires and monitors attached to her tiny body. I pulled a chair as close to the crib as possible and reached through the bars to hold her hand. "I'm here, baby," I whispered. "I'm not going anywhere." Alessandro sat in the chair beside me, his presence both comforting and unsettling. "She's going to be okay," he said quietly. "You keep saying that." "Because it's true." "Children die from fevers all the time." "Not her. Not my daughter." The fierce protectiveness in his voice made my chest tight. "You can't control everything, Alessandro." "Watch me." I looked at him, seeing the same fear in his eyes that I felt in my heart. "Are you okay?" "No," he said simply. "My daughter is in the hospital. I'm not okay." "But you're handling it." "I'm handling it because I have to. Because she needs me to." "She needs both of us." The words slipped out
The Don’s Mysterious Nanny Chapter 20: Vanessa
The past three days had been torture. Every time Alessandro looked at me, I felt like he could see straight through my lies. Every smile I gave Aria felt like a betrayal. Every moment I spent in this penthouse felt like I was walking on glass. I couldn't sleep. Couldn't eat. Couldn't think straight. My hands trembled as I made Aria's breakfast, the spoon clattering against the bowl. Get it together, Vanessa. You're a professional. But that was the problem, wasn't it? I wasn't feeling very professional anymore. "Mama," Aria babbled from her high chair, reaching for me with sticky fingers. Mama. The word hit me like a physical blow. She'd never called me that before. "No, baby," I whispered, my voice breaking. "I'm not your mama." But she kept saying it, over and over, like she was trying to convince me. Maybe she was. I picked her up and held her close, breathing in her sweet baby scent. She wrapped her tiny arms around my neck and sighed contentedly. This was wrong. All of
The Don’s Mysterious Nanny Chapter 19: Alessandro
The elevator dinged, and I knew my time was up. I checked my gun one last time, then slipped it into the waistband of my pants. Whatever happened next, I wouldn't go down without a fight. The doors opened, and Salvatore Moretti stepped out. He looked exactly as I remembered him. Silver hair slicked back, expensive suit, cold eyes that missed nothing. Behind him stood two men built like brick walls, their hands resting casually on their weapons. "Alessandro." His voice was smooth, cultured. "You look well." "Salvatore." I didn't move from my position by the door. "I think we need to have a conversation." "We just did. On the phone." "That was just a warm-up." He stepped closer, and I could smell his cologne. Something expensive and cloying that made my stomach turn. "I'm not here to cause trouble," he said, spreading his hands in a gesture of peace. "I just want to talk." "Then talk." "May we come in?" "No." His smile never wavered, but something cold flas
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