All Chapters of Nanny for the Billionaire: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I brought tulips this time. Another one of her favorites. They were as white as the dress she’d worn the last day I ever saw her. The graveyard was empty today. It just reminded me that once you weren’t around anymore, people simply forgot and moved on with their lives. Since the incident in the kitchen with Madison, I hadn’t seen much of her. She avoided me like the plague now—even more than she had before. Just this morning, she’d been about to walk into the kitchen to make coffee but made an impressively quick pirouette the moment she spotted me, and ran back up the stairs.The atmosphere in the house—well, the second I entered it anyway—was unpleasant and awkward. Even with Chris things had gone sour, likely because I’d chased him away to his room  when I wanted to be alone with Madison.And because of all this, I went back to avoiding going home early from the office again, constantly finding all kinds of excuses to stay and work late.But m

I woke up with a slight headache, the morning sun prying my eyelids open as I stretched my aching muscles out. I squinted and covered my eyes with my palm against the sharp light.  I couldn’t believe I’d slept the weekend away. Luckily, it seemed that my fever had broken last night and I knew I had to get up and moving for the day. Mr. Hayes and Silvia were able to watch Chris all weekend, but it was Monday, which meant he was going back to work. I sat up, suddenly feeling very hot, pulled the duvet off my body, and winced. I was fully clothed in my black sweatpants and dusty pink sweatshirt. My gaze fell to my nightstand beside me, and I instantly remembered how Noah had helped bring my fever down. After I initially passed out, Noah refused to let me out of my room all weekend and would constantly check up on me, bringing me all my meals. It was a side of him I had never seen before, and it warmed my heart just thinking about it.A knock on my bedroom door ma

What does family mean to you? All my life, I’d asked myself this same question, and every time, I could only come up with one answer. They were people placed in your life because of your DNA and they automatically became your responsibility, whether you wanted it or not. You didn’t get to choose your family. If we had, I wasn’t sure I would have chosen the one I had been appointed. Whenever I thought about my mother or my brother, an undeniable heaviness tended to settle onto my chest—making it difficult to breathe. Any call from them instantly soured my mood for the next couple of days, even weeks. That was before. Since I became Chris’s nanny, and had a massive pay upgrade, of course, things were getting better—easier. I was even beginning to enjoy living here, and all the people that came with the place. But the moment I caught myself relaxing and enjoying life a little too much, I put a stop to it. Sometimes I wasn’t even aware that I was

I hated it whenever I was this way. Business was becoming more and more stressful with the increase in popularity of our new label. And whenever my stress levels went up, the short fuse on my temper became even shorter. The problem was, with every good thing that happened, the bad eventually followed close behind. The worst hit had been the Cassie case in the past, which was just that, the past, where I wished it’d stayed. But clearly, that was too much to ask. People were still bringing it up, not about to let sleeping dogs lie.Keeping Chis’s existence a secret was more crucial than ever. If the media got a mere sniff of him, I dreaded even thinking about the chaos that would ensue.    I didn’t understand why the public tended to be so gullible, falling into whatever traps the media set for them. People should know by now that most journalists liked to spin lies around the truth to make it bigger and more scandalous, all for the sake of heightened d

Standing, I gripped the back of her thighs as I lifted her up, allowing her legs to wrap around my waist. Her fingers gently brushed through my hair as the kiss deepened with the hunger and need we both had for each other.Pushing her against the wall next to my bathroom door, I pinned her there, our tongues battling for dominance. I mentally kept track of every rise and fall of her breath, and her heart seemed to beat a little faster each time I ground myself against her core. She was undoubtedly aching between her thighs, her body begging me to fuck her like the bad girl she really was. Carrying her to the bathroom, I deepened our kiss. Her feet fell gently to the floor as I pulled away. The corner of her lips lifted into a smirk as I reached over and turned on the shower. She was magnificent and as she teasingly stepped under the heat of the water. I reveled in how it made her thin nightwear turn into even more of a second skin against her body.“What are yo