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The Nanny And The Billionaire’s Heart

The Nanny And The Billionaire’s Heart

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last updateLast Updated : 2025-12-05
By:  BassytalesCompleted
Language: English
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Contemporary

Dark Romance

Nanny

Forbidden Love

Arina Darius, a 20-year-old, takes a nanny job at the fancy Bruce Estate to handle her dad's debts and care for her sister. She just wants a steady job. But life there isn't what she expects. The kid she watches, Kael Bruce, is super quiet—smart, but keeps to himself. His dad, Damon, is a big-shot billionaire known for being cold. Damon's flashy fiancée, Viva, is nice but kinda mean, making Arina feel out of place. As Arina slowly gains Kael’s trust, she starts to see Damon's hidden issues—his pain, and loneliness. He sees the warmth he’s been missing in her strength. But Damon has a secret: Kael isn't really his kid. He's his late sister's son, and Damon promised to look after him. Their bond causes trouble. The fiancée gets jealous, old secrets pop up, and love becomes off-limits at Bruce Estate. The Nanny and the Billionaire’s Heart is a story about quiet moments, longing, and standing up for yourself. It shows how two people—and a quiet kid—find healing, family, and love in a place they never expected.

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Bassytales
I love this book, it's damn interesting
2025-12-09 02:04:50
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82 Chapters
CHAPTER ONE—FIRST IMPRESSION.
Arina’s POV I am a twenty-year-old woman, and I have a new job as a nanny. The word is still awkward for me to say—nanny. However, this is my only opportunity to support my weak father and my sister, Ayla.Taking care of other people's kids was not the first thing on my list. I had big dreams—dreams that the universe didn’t seem to care about. For now, though, it is all about survival above all else. And maybe... just maybe, it won’t be that bad.That day, I put all that I owned in one small box—two old dresses, a few books, my slippers which were very worn out, and Dad’s wristwatch that had stopped working but still held so many memories that it was impossible to throw away.The moment I walked out of our house, the morning air was as if it were prepared for my death. My father put on a smile although his eyes were sad and his face was distorted with the effort. Ayla, my sister, grasped my arm so tightly it was like she was anchoring herself to me.“Don’t bother, Dad,” I repli
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CHAPTER TWO—QUIET BATTLES.
Arina’s POVThe sun was bright today, and the patterns that it cast on the floor were very beautiful. I was mostly awake when my alarm went off. There was, however, a mixture of nervousness and determination inside me. The first full day with Kael as the new nanny was just beginning. I was well aware of how difficult the day would be. The note left behind by Maria was still fresh in my mind: “Be patient. He is introverted, but he sees and hears everything.”I dressed in the skirt and blouse that was given to me, quickly smoothed my hair, and took a deep breath. I could handle this. I must handle this. For my father, for Ayla, and for the little hope that I might win Kael’s silent trust.I went down the grand staircase and right away I saw Kael in the living room, sitting in his corner where he always sat. He was still absorbed in the book that he had, and from the look of the whole thing he was not really reading at all. The way he was holding it, so precise yet almost like a
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CHAPTER THREE—SILENT UNDERSTANDING.
Arina’s POV The morning sunlight streamed softly through my window, brightening the neat corners of my room. I stretched to ease the stiffness in my shoulders from the long day before. Kael had been quiet, careful, and incredibly observant, yet the day hadn’t felt entirely bleak. There were small victories—subtle acknowledgements, a whispered “yes,” a silent acceptance of my presence. I quickly got dressed, tucking in my clothes neatly, and prepared for another day. Today, I reminded myself, I needed to be patient, gentle, and… creative. As I descended the grand staircase, I noticed Kael in the living room, sitting in his usual spot, his gaze fixed on a puzzle laid out before him. I approached slowly, trying not to startle him. “Good morning, Kael,” I said softly. He didn’t look up right away. When he finally did, our eyes met briefly before he returned his focus to the puzzle. I smiled gently, determined not to let his silence get to me. “Would you like some breakfas
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CHAPTER FOUR—SILENT CRITICISM AND SCHOOL DAYS.
Arina’s POVWhen I woke up, my body was still stiff from yesterday's efforts, and the morning sun was just starting to peek through the heavy curtains. Knowing that getting Kael ready for school would be a new challenge today, I took a deep breath. I hurriedly put my hair up and packed the bag Maria had made for Kael's school day. The first obstacle was always breakfast, but I was determined to make it quiet and easy. Kael was already seated at the dining table, staring at a little sketchbook as usual. "Good morning, Kael," I said quietly, attempting to sound upbeat but unobtrusive. He merely blinked once before going back to his drawings without replying. Breakfast was a very structured event. Kael hardly touched his food, every move he made was careful and planned. I gave him space, only helping when he seemed to need it, trying not to mess with whatever system he had going on.“Want some toast with your jam?” I asked quietly, putting the plate where he could reach it.He b
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CHAPTER FIVE—SMALL VICTORIES.
Arina’s POV The morning was quiet. The sun came through my curtains just right. I stretched, feeling the aches from the past days looking after Kael. It's tough, but those little moments when he seems to get it? Totally worth it.Today, I decided I'd keep watching him, gently pushing him, and being patient. I got dressed fast, put my hair up, and got ready for the day.Downstairs, Kael was in the living room like always, book open. He was sitting up straight, every move careful, staring at the pages like I wasn't there. Okay, patience. Morning, Kael, I said softly.He glanced at me, then back to his book. No words, just a tiny eyebrow lift. I smiled. Even this little bit is something.Breakfast was quiet. Kael ate in his usual way, chewing carefully, hands neat. I put a juice cup down and smiled at him.He took it with a nod. I held my breath a second, enjoying this tiny win. These little things are big for a kid who barely talks or pays attention to anyone outside his r
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CHAPTER SIX—QUIET OBSERVATIONS.
Arina’s POV The rain tapped softly on the window this morning. Kael was at his desk, coloring in the little drawing book I got him a couple days ago. It wasn't much, just a way to make him happy, but I saw he was using lighter colors. Not so many grays, more light blues.Want more crayons? I asked quietly.He shook his head, not looking up. His hair was a little messy, like he'd just woken up. I smiled a little and went back to folding his school uniform. We weren't uncomfortable in the quiet anymore. It felt peaceful, like we understood each other without talking.When I first got to the Bruce place, the quiet felt heavy. Every step felt like I was going to break something. Now, it was like walking through fog—still quiet, but softer somehow.Maria's voice came from downstairs. Mr. Bruce and Madam will be here soon!I stopped folding.Madam.That had to mean Mrs. Bruce—the grandma, Damon’s mom. She owned this place way before it was Damon’s big deal.I looked at Kael. He di
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CHAPTER SEVEN—THE SHIFT.
Arina's POVThe morning after Mrs. Bruce's visit felt weirdly quiet, even for this place. Maria had the maids cleaning the east wing, and Kael was still out cold. It was too quiet, like something was about to happen—but nothing did. Just the silence of a house with too many secrets.I took some tea to Damon's study. He'd asked Maria for it, but she was busy, so I got stuck with it. My hands were a little sweaty carrying the tea set.The study door was partly open. I could hear papers shuffling and glass clinking.I knocked once.Come in, he said, his voice deep.I went in. The study smelled like old wood and cologne. Damon was at his big desk, sleeves up, reading something. The morning light caught the side of his face, showing his jawline and the shadows under his eyes.Morning, sir, I said quietly, putting the tea on the desk.He just hummed, not looking at me.I poured the tea, listening to it fill the cup. My hands shook a little, and I didn't know why. Maybe it's just becau
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CHAPTER EIGHT—UNSPOKEN CHANGES.
Arina's POVThe house was unusually vibrant that morning. Servants hurried up and down the corridors, dusting and polishing furniture, placing bouquets and laying out silverware that sparkled in the light of the chandeliers. I sensed something was amiss from the tension—tense, sharp, expectant.Maria caught me on the stairs."Miss Viva's staying the weekend," she whispered. "So, keep Kael close and quiet.".My stomach twisted up. Viva.She had a way of making everyone feel small, as if her scent alone delivered judgment."Noted," I said quietly.Kael took my hand down the stairs with me. His little shoes clicked daintily on the marble. He'd been talking more lately—only sporadic words at a time—but enough to make every day brighter."Will she be nice?" he suddenly asked.I blinked down at him, surprised he even remembered her. “Who?”“The lady with shiny hair.”I smiled faintly. “You mean Miss Viva?”He nodded.I hesitated. “We’ll just stay polite, alright? No matter what she says
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CHAPTER NINE—SOFT ECHOES.
Arina’s POV I woke up before dawn, the soft chirping of birds, the only sound breaking the stillness of the mansion. The early morning light barely touched the edges of my small guest room as I stood by the mirror, brushing my hair into a tidy bun. The air felt cold against my skin. For a moment, I missed the warmth of my tiny home, my father’s silent hum, and her sister’s laughter echoing down the hall. But this was her new life now.Every day, I reminded myself why I was here. I needed to pay my father’s debt. I wanted to ensure he no longer worked himself to exhaustion. I hoped to give my sister a better future.My heart steeled with that resolve as I stepped into the corridor.Downstairs, the mansion was waking up. Maria and the maids moved quietly, and the faint aroma of freshly brewed coffee drifted through the dining area. I found Kael sitting at the long dining table, his legs swinging beneath the chair. His small face still looked sleepy, and his hair was a soft me
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CHAPTER TEN—THE PARK AND THE QUIET BETWEEN THEM.
Arina’s POVThe next morning was bright, with soft sunshine that slipped through the windows like liquid gold. I had just finished brushing Kael’s hair when he tugged lightly at my sleeve.“Arina, can we go out today?” His voice was quiet and hesitant, as if he wasn’t sure he could ask.I blinked and turned toward him. “You mean outside the garden?”He nodded, his brown eyes—those calm, guarded eyes—looking up at me. “To the park. The one with swings.”It was a small request, but my heart fluttered. The boy who barely spoke to anyone wanted to go out with me. “Of course,” I said, smiling. “Let me ask your dad first, okay?”Kael’s lips curved into the smallest smile I had ever seen from him. “Okay.”I found Damon Bruce in his office, sitting behind his desk as always, typing away. His sleeves were rolled up, showing his wristwatch and a small scar near his hand.He didn’t look up right away.“Good morning, Mr. Bruce,” I greeted softly.He hummed, his tone low. “Morning, Miss Dar
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