All Chapters of I Hired My Favorite Stripper to Be My Nanny: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Maya’s POVI hurried down the corridor toward Nico’s room, my heart was still racing after what had just happened, my palms were damp, and my thoughts tangled.“Calm down maya, it was just a mistake, he just wanted to save you from falling down,” I told myself to slow down and to breathe, I needed to act like nothing had happened.But it was hard when my body was still reacting as though I’d just run headfirst into a storm.I had.I replayed it again, how sudden it was, how solid his chest felt when I collided into him, how quickly his hands had closed around my waist to steady me. The warmth of him lingered like an imprint I couldn’t scrub away.I shook my head sharply.I was too careless. That was what I was being. Careless and foolish.I scolded myself as I reached Nico’s door, pressing my palm briefly against the wood before pushing it open. I had no business letting my heart race like that over a man who had a wife or a man who now had a beautiful, confident woman by his side.A

Maya’s POVI woke up warm.That was the first thing that registered, not the room, nor the light filtering faintly through the curtains, not even the unfamiliar weight of the mattress beneath me. It was the warmth. My body was curled into something firm and broad, my cheek pressed against a chest that rose and fell beneath my ear. A hand wrapped heavy around my waist possessively even in sleep, pulling me close like I belonged there.My eyes flew open.For a split second, my mind didn't cooperate. It clung to the softness of breathing that wasn’t mine. I inhaled and froze.The scent hit me. I would never forget that scent in a hurry.Luca.I panicked so hard and my breaths came out unevenly. My body stiffened completely as reality crashed down all at once. I stared at the wall in front of me, my heart slamming so hard I was sure he’d feel it.His bed.I was in his bed and his arm was around me.And I was pressed far too close.Heat rushed to my face, my chest, everywhere. Shame follo

Luca’s POVI watched her walk away deliberately. Like she was aware of every step she took and had decided, very consciously, not to look back.That was new.For a few seconds, I stayed where I was, leaning against the counter, the scent of coffee and buttered toast hanging in the kitchen air. The house was awake now, soft footsteps from the corridor, the distant hum of a maid moving about, but my attention was fixed on the space Maya had just vacated, as if she had left something behind without realizing it.I exhaled slowly.Something was off.I turned my attention to the plate she had set aside for Nico. Simple food. Thoughtful in the way she always was, even when she tried not to be noticed. I picked up a fork without thinking and took a bite.It was good.It wasn't the kind of food that impressed guests or belonged in a five-star restaurant but it tasted like care. Like someone had paid attention.I took another bite.And another.Only then did I realize I was eating her food sta

Maya’s POVThe rest of the day passed, but the relief I had expected never fully came.I went through my duties like tidying Nico’s room, helping him with his lessons, listening to his endless questions but my mind felt louder than usual. Knowing the truth about the picture should have eased everything. It should have erased the knot in my chest completely.Instead, it only exposed something else.The picture hadn’t hurt me because of what it meant about Luca’s past. It hurt because of what it awakened in me. Feelings I had been trying very hard not to look at. Feelings that didn’t disappear just because he turned out to be my boss.That realization followed me all afternoon, by evening, my nerves were frayed.I knew Gabriella was coming for dinner again, because the maid had included her in the meal.I told myself to stay invisible to avoid interacting with Gabriella.I planned it carefully. I would keep Nico calm beforehand, make sure he didn't need anything from me urgently enough

Maya’s POVThe morning light crept quietly into Nico’s room, slipping through the curtains as if it didn’t want to wake anyone too abruptly. The house was still, I stood in front of Nico, smoothing out the front of his uniform with my careful fingers, tugging gently at the fabric so it sat properly on his small frame.“Hold still,” I murmured.He didn’t complain, he had been awfully quiet since morning, That alone told me something was wrong.Normally, mornings with Nico, was a battle of different topics, he would talk aboit different things and he would wriggle, complain, and protest about buttons and collars and socks that felt “wrong.” He’d pout dramatically, sometimes deliberately messing up what I’d just fixed just to see my reaction. Today, though, he stood there quietly, his arms hanging at his sides, his eyes fixed on a spot somewhere past my shoulder. And he looked lost in thoughts.I fastened the last button and paused, my hands lingering longer than necessary.“You’re bein