Todos los capítulos de The Devil's NANNY: Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

Chapter 102 —Everything was shaking againNarrator:“And you know what the worst part is, Devil?” Miranda whispered, staring at him with eyes shining with resentment. "It wasn't just that you killed the one I loved. It wasn't just that you took him away from me like he was trash.“ She moved a little closer, her words poisonous, barely a whisper, but loaded with fire. ”It was that after that... you kidnapped me.“ Roman didn't move. ”You put me in that house of yours. You locked me up like I was a broken trophy. As if I belonged to you. You made me yours by force, over and over again, until I no longer knew who I was. Until I no longer recognized myself in the mirror. You said it was out of love. You said you were doing it to “protect” me. But it was for the same reason you killed him. Because you're a damn monster. Because you're the Devil, and you take whatever you want, even though everything you touch... burns. Her breathing was heavy, her hands clenched at her sides. “Do you want Sa

Chapter 104 —His DevilNarrator:Roman looked at her. And for the first time... he didn't hide behind power, control, or the name that everyone feared.He was just himself. With his defenses down, his chest broken, his heart raw.“What's killing me...” he murmured, “is the idea of losing you.” Aylin held her breath. “It's not guilt, it's not fear, it's... you.” He took a step forward. He didn't touch her. He just held her with his eyes. "You, your voice in my ear, your footsteps in the hallways, the way you calm Sasha down. The way you look at me when you think I'm not watching. The fucking silence in this house without you.“ His voice cracked slightly. ”You fucked me up, Aylin. And I don't regret it." For a moment, just one, but between them... the world stopped. Aylin said nothing. Not a word. She just looked at him. And although she didn't move on the outside, on the inside... her heart was pounding so hard that she had trouble breathing. Roman noticed it. He noticed that restrained

Chapter 106 —Not the right thing, but the necessary thingNarrator:Aylin silently turned the cup between her hands. The food was still on the table, but they had barely touched it since the conversation turned to the forbidden name.Roman couldn't take his eyes off her. He knew she was thinking about something else, weighing it up in her head before saying it, debating whether to speak or remain silent. Until finally, without looking up from the rim of the cup, she said it."Can I have an opinion about Miranda?Roman blinked, surprised. He sat up a little straighter in his chair and looked at her intently.“Yes. About anything, about her, about Sasha, about me, about whatever you want. From now on, you can give your opinion on whatever you want. I won't leave you out again. No more decisions on my own, no more secrets.” He didn't hesitate. He took her hand on the table and held it firmly, as if that were his promise.Aylin swallowed. She looked up. There was something in his eyes that

Chapter 108 —The Devil Gives Me PeaceNarrator:Night had fallen on the Adler mansion with a different weight. Outside, the silence stretched like a whisper, but inside the master bedroom... there was something else in the air. An expectant calm. A contained sigh. A pause before the fire.Aylin stood by the window, wrapped in a light cotton robe that barely grazed her thighs. Her damp hair still fell in strands down her back. Roman watched her from the bed, reclining with his torso bare and his pants low on his hips. He had one elbow resting against the pillow and his eyes fixed on her as if he needed to carve her into his memory.“Come,” he said, barely a hoarse whisper that broke the air.She turned slowly, looked at him... and said nothing. She walked toward him slowly, silently, as if the floor were crumbling beneath her feet. When she reached the bed, Roman reached out and untied the loose knot of her robe, letting it slide down until it fell to the floor without resistance.He lo

Chapter 110 —Miranda was Juliet, and Juliet was enchantingNarrator:The drive to the mansion had been silent. Miranda had spent half the journey looking out the window, as if she recognized every tree, every bend in the road. As if nothing had changed. As if everything had.Dominic drove with one hand on the wheel, the other resting on the armrest. There was no music, he didn't greet her when she got in, he didn't offer her conversation. And now, as the black gate began to open in front of them, he spoke for the first time."Do you know what bothers me most about you, Miranda?She turned her head slowly, maintaining her composure.“I imagine you're about to take out your notebook,” she replied softly.Dominic smiled, but without humor.“Don't give me that irony...” he snorted. “What bothers me most is how you believe your own lies.”She didn't flinch.“I didn't come here to argue with you, Dominic.”“Of course not. You came to play the repentant mother. To elicit pity, to play the vic