All Chapters of The Alpha's Ex-Con Human Nanny : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Mercede’s POVOne hundred and fifty nine days is how long I’ve been in this godforsaken place. Being in jail was hard, but being pregnant in jail? That’s on a whole different level of hard.Six months in, and I still haven’t gotten used to the weight of the tiny life inside of me.There are days when I wake up, feeling like everything has just been one bad dream, but the aching in my body, and the little kicks from my baby was all the reality check I needed.“Mercedes!” Warden Haynes' voice pulled me out of my thoughts. “You have a visitor,” She informed me, as she opened my cell gate.A smile spread across my lips as I already knew who it was.I stood up slowly, using one hand to support my arching lower back, and the other to push myself up.“Hey baby, Daddy’s here,” I rubbed on my baby bump gently.The warden didn’t bother to cuff me. Perks of being six months pregnant, and waddling like a duck–nobody thought I could run anywhere.As we made our way out to the visiting area, I cou

Mercede’s POVMy night was plagued nightmare’s, that I barely slept a wink. If this was a nightmare about me going back to prison, I wouldn’t have thought much of it. But instead, I had a nightmare about being beheaded, or burnt at a stake, and the last one my skin was being peeled off in a slow torturous motion, and just thinking about it now, sends a shiver down my spine.And all this punishment for what? Because I faked my identity, and pretended to be a princess.A sane person would have taken this as the universe telling them not to go for the interview, but not me.Not someone who was three days away from being hauled back into prison.And thanks to the insane pep talk Nicole gave me last night after we went through a series of questions I might be asked, my heart was now made of steel–and I’m seeing this through till the very end.Nicole gave me cash for uber, because apparently, I can get to my destination by bus.When I arrived in front of the address, my jaw literally dropp

Mercedes’ POV My breath caught in my throat. For a split second I thought I must I've misheard– an after effects of the hangover drink Nicole made me. But when I looked at the kids, and they were smiling at me like I had just saved the world from an apocalypse, I knew it was true.They chose me.Oh my God!This means I wasn't going back to jail!I crouched down without even thinking, tears stinging in my eyes, as I opened my arms wide and the kids ran into them.“Thank you,” I choked out in a whisper. “Thank you so much.”They giggled and hugged me tighter, not having the slightest idea that they just saved me.“Thank you all for coming,” Mr. Ford's voice pulled me out of my thoughts. “But the kids have made their choice.”I stood back up, and wiped the tears that streamed down my cheeks with the back of my hands.The ladies all nodded politely in understanding, as they thanked him also, but I could feel the resentment underneath those politeness.One of them even snorted, and mutte

Mercedes POV“Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God,” I whispered frantically under my breath as I dashed down the hallway leading to my room like my life depended on it–because right now, it kind of did.I reached my room, flung my door open, and slammed it shut behind me, before sprinting to my bathroom, and taking a second to catch my breath.Did that just happen?I gripped the edge of the sink and bent over, breathing hard as my mind replayed everything.No.Nope.Couldn't have.Wasn't real.There’s no way in hell I just kissed my boss.On my first damn day!You're screwed Mercedes, so screwed.I looked at my reflection in the mirror, and one of my hands instinctively went to my lips, and heat rose up to my cheeks, as I could still feel his lips on mine.Soft. Warm. Inviting. It should be illegal to have lips that tantalizing.And ..God help me–The pressure of his chest against mine. The way his arms wrapped around my waist as he shielded…Oh God. What I'm I doing?I slapped my cheeks

Mercedes’ POV“Oh Mr. Ford, it's so great you’re here,” Bethany cooed. “My husband…” she paused, and glanced at me with a triumphant smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. “,,,was just trying to rid these premises of this tramp, and her bastards."“Bastards?” Mr. Ford repeated in a dangerously low tone, that for a moment I swear I saw his eyes glow gold. Or maybe I’m seeing things.“It’s no big deal, Mr. Ford,” Dylan, being an absolute idiot who can’t read the room, said smugly. “Least I could do, considering our soon-to-be partnership. Can’t have filth like these tarnishing your company’s image.”Partnership?I didn’t have time to wrap my head around it, because Penelope who was by my side and still sobbing quietly rushed to Mr. Ford’s side.“Daddy!” she cried, burying her face into his pants as fresh tears streamed down her cheeks.Dylan’s face fell, as he slowly let go of Carter, his eyes darting between the two kids, as Carter stood on the other side of Mr. Ford, clinging to hi