All Chapters of Pink Secrets: The Billionaire’s Ex-convict Nanny : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 1Adrian’s POV“Wake up! Wake up! Last meal of the day, Martinez, unless you want to stay here forever,” the officer said, his tone flat and mocking…“Thank you.” I said with the pains in my dry throat He shoved the tray in front of me, his eyes not meeting mine, “Eat up, Martinez,” he said with a cold voice.There's absolutely no difference between his dry cold voice and the dusty walls of the prison that surrounds me. Then he stormed out of the cell as usual. Never expecting a warm treatment from the officer… I'm used to the coldness from them.The smell of disinfectant filled the air and the main door slammed shut again, leaving me alone again.I looked at the plate of food on the floor…A lump of hard bread and watery soup. Tasteless and cold. This was the food I had eaten since the first day I stepped foot into this prison. My stomach twisted, but not from hunger but from the emptiness that I had learned to live with.Then, I forced myself to eat , as I tore the bread wi

Chapter 3Adrian’s POVI finally opened my eyes, looking around to know where I was. Everything felt strange; the ceiling above was white in color.Antiseptic and methylated spirit smells filled the air. My head throbbed softly, and my throat was dry from screaming and swallowing every pain. For a while I didn’t remember why I was brought there or what had happened.Then slowly I remembered. Martin. Amelia. The pain. The birth. The baby.I remembered the doctor saying something about doing an operation. I moved my hand to check my lower tummy, but I was relieved that I didn’t give birth through cesarean section. Somehow I made it through the delivery.Then I turned my head slightly, trying to sit up, but I felt heavy like a cloth deep in the water, making it wet. There was an IV line running into my hand, and also the beep of a machine was heard in the room. One was closer to me, calm and steady. My head was still spinning, but I was searching for the most important thing.Then my eye

Chapter 5 – Adrian’s POVI won’t lie, Mr. Darcy Rodrigo was the kind of man who could make every head turn the moment he entered a room. Tall, commanding, and dangerously handsome, he was exactly the type that made women lose their breath.But I don't care; love and attraction are useless to me. That was the reason why I was jailed, and my so-called boyfriend, Martins, the man I loved and cared for for three years, abandoned me to die. I even got married to my cousin Amelia; this was so disheartening.I also had to remind myself firmly that I wasn't here for the looks.I wasn’t like the other ladies who were dying about the way he looks; the way they all pretended and pouted as if this was a catwalk beauty pageant made me nauseous instantly. I wasn’t here to catch a rich husband or chase his money. I was here because I had no choice.This job wasn’t about luxury. It was survival.And if I didn’t get this job, I’d have nowhere else to go. Homeless. And worse was that the police might c

Chapter 7:Darcy's POVAfter she adjusted her clothes and buttoned up, she left quickly, still shaking and tearful. I had somehow convinced Pink to let her go, though it hadn’t been easy.Back in my office, my hands were trembling. Rage? Anxiety? Desire? I couldn’t tell which.Pink was still in tears, her screams ranging constantly in my ears, cutting through the calm of my mahogany-paneled office like knives.“What the hell was I thinking?” I muttered, loosening my tie in rough, frustrated movements. The silk felt suffocating, just like this entire situation.Pink’s wails hit a higher pitch, and I flinched. In all my years running Rodrigo Enterprises through hostile takeovers, board rebellions, and market crashes, I had never hired someone with a criminal record. Not once. It was a principle I held sacred: If you have to work for me you must have a clean slate before employed. Pristine backgrounds. No complications.And yet, Adrian Martinez sat in my conference room not an hour ago,

Chapter 9: Adrian's POVAfter Darcy left my apartment, I packed my small bag, and the next day I took a cab to the location I was given. The morning sun was brighter today shining through the huge windows of the Rodrigo mansion.I stood at the front door, holding my old bag, not looking too much at all the fancy decors.The expensive marble columns stretch up to the ceiling painted with angels and gold.The chandelier light was hung on the living room ceiling. PerfectThis is like my dream have come true for me. Yesterday, I felt empty,my pillows filled with tears because I didn't get this same job. I thought my life was ruined. Now I was in a palace, about to start a job that paid me well.A tall man in a perfect suit walked toward me. "Ms. Martinez? I'm Luke, Mr. Rodrigo's head of security. I'll show you to your room."I followed him through halls filled with expensive art hung perfectly on the wall. Everywhere was clean. beautiful. Perfect.So different from my world. The feelin