Todos os capítulos de I Hired My Favorite Stripper to Be My Nanny: Capítulo 141 - Capítulo 150

Maya’s POVThe moment the car doors closed behind us, I felt like the weight of the world had lifted slightly. For the first time in what felt like weeks, I could breathe without the suffocating fear crawling at my chest. The city lights blurred past the window as we drove toward the mansion, my body still trembling from adrenaline, panic, and relief all mixed into one.Nico was waiting at the entrance with a face that was pale, and hands that fidgeted nervously. The moment he saw me, he bolted forward, wrapping me in a tight embrace that lifted me slightly off the ground. “Maya!” His voice cracked. “I thought … I thought I’d lost you!”“I’m here, Nico,” I whispered, clutching his shirt and burying my face against his shoulder. “I’m here. I promised I wouldn't leave you.”He pulled back just enough to look at my face. His lips trembled as he spoke. “You … you’re okay, right? You’re really okay?”I smiled weakly, brushing his hair back from his forehead. “Yes … I’m okay now.”Tears str

Maya’s POVI woke up to the smell of something warm and buttery. For a moment, I didn’t know where I was. The sheets were too soft. The silence was too much. There was no muffled shouting or loud music, the bed was surprisingly comfortable.Then I felt the sunlight sit in my face through the window blinds. It spilled through the tall windows and suddenly I jerked up and looked around. Relax Maya, it's Alfredo mansion, I was about to get up from the bed when I heard the knock. It landed softly on the door.“Come in,” I said, my voice was still heavy with sleep.The door opened slowly, and Luca walked in carrying a tray that looked like it belonged in a five-star hotel. Steam curled upward from porcelain dishes. There was fruit arranged in careful slices. Toast stacked neatly. A small silver pot of tea.He looked almost… nervous.“Good morning,” he said, like he wasn't sure if he was allowed to say it.I pushed myself up against the headboard. My body felt lighter than it used to. But

Luca’s POVThe city hummed outside the car windows, but inside, there’s only the quiet sound of breathing.Maya’s head rested against the window at first, until the next curve in the road tilted her gently toward Nico. He didn't wake up when her shoulder brushed his. Instead, he shifted closer in his sleep, his cheek pressed against her arm, his fingers loosely curled in the fabric of her sleeve like he was afraid she might disappear if he let go.I tightened my grip on the steering wheel.Streetlights lighted their faces in passing pieces of gold color. Maya’s hair fell forward, soft and loose from where I tied it earlier. There was still a faint crease between her brows even in sleep, like her body hadn’t fully learned that ot wasokay to rest now.Behind us, headlights followed at a steady distance. They were security. Another car ahead slowed slightly at an intersection, then continued when I passed. Every turn we made, they made too. The arrangement was orderly, it would surely ke

Maya’s POVThe words settled between us like something sacred.He exhaled like he had been holding that breath for years. His forehead pressed gently against mine.“You have no idea what that does to me,” he murmured.His arms wrapped around me carefully, like I was something breakable. I hold him just as tightly.I didn’t know what to expect but then, his lips crashed on mine.His mouth was warm against mine, his hands framed my face like he was afraid I might disappear if he didn’t anchor me there. The confession I had whispered still echoed in my ears, fragile and enormous at once.I love you too.He kissed me like the words had unlocked something inside him. His fingers slid into my hair, trembling slightly when he deepened the kiss. I felt it, the tremor. The crack in his control.He pulled back just enough to rest his forehead against mine, breathing unevenly.“I’m too excited,” he murmured, almost embarrassed, almost laughing at himself.I smiled, brushing my thumb along his ja

Maya’s POV I looked outside the window of the seat but everything was blurry, I couldn’t make out the buildings or trees.The siren from the ambulance sounded ahead of us, clearing the road. The security vehicle in front moved through traffic swiftly, and ours followed close behind. I didn’t remember getting into the car. I didn’t remember someone pulling me away from Luca’s body on the floor. I only remembered his blood on my hands and the way his lashes rested against his cheeks like he was only sleeping.But he hadn’t answered when I called his name.The hospital doors burst open before we even stopped moving. Nurses and doctors were already waiting, alerted by whoever had called ahead. They wheeled him out of the car and onto a gurney in one smooth motion.“Sir, can you hear me?” someone asked as they ran beside him.I tried to follow, but strong arms caught me.“Ma’am, you can’t go in there,” a nurse said gently.“I’m coming with him,” I insisted. My voice didn’t sound like min