Lahat ng Kabanata ng An Affair With His V*rgin Nanny: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

ALANI stand in the bathroom doorway, the test stick cold against my fingers. Those two pink lines just stare back at me. Reina scrambles out of bed, the sheets rustling loudly as she tries to find her words, but my brain completely locks up. She keeps calling my name, her voice shaking with a panic that tells me everything I need to know. I don't look at her. I just walk back into the bedroom and start picking my clothes up off the floor, my jaw clenched so hard my teeth ache. She reaches out to grab my arm, trying to pull me back to talk, but I shake her off. The anger building in my chest makes me feel like I am about to tear the walls down. I button my shirt with numb fingers, grab my keys and jacket, and walk out into the cold night without giving her another chance to lie to me again.The drive home is a blur of pure fury. I push the accelerator down way too hard on the sharp curves of the road. My hands grip the steering wheel until my knuckles turn white, the image of those

REINA“You’re staring, Al.” I say, shifting slightly under the heavy duvet, my eyes still shut even if I’m awake now.I still feel his eyes on me, and I hear him set his laptop onto the nightstand. Excitement makes my lips curl into a smile. “I am allowed to look at my wife.” He says.“First off, I’m not your wife yet. Secondly, I’m just lying here in an oversized t-shirt with messy hair, there’s nothing special to look at right now.”“Oh you’ll be my wife, Miss Summers. And there is everything to look at,” He murmurs, his deep voice sounding incredibly raspy in the quiet bedroom. He plops down on the mattress and slides his large hand under my chin, his thumb brushing slowly against my bottom lip. “I spent weeks in this empty house wishing I could see you exactly like this.”“Cute. What else were you doing while waiting for me?” I ask teasingly.“Fucking my fist.”My eyes snap open and I slap his chest. “Al!”“Good. I want that face red for me. Your ass too, if you’re offering.”My

ALAN “You look beautiful, Reina, you’ll ruin the lace of the dress if you keep touching it.” I murmur, catching both her hands and pulling them gently against my chest. She lets out a nervous breath and looks around the ballroom again. The hotel hall is packed with people dressed in expensive suits and gowns, moving beneath giant crystal chandeliers while soft violin music drifts through the air. Champagne glasses clink from every direction, and the low hum of conversation fills the room with the kind of polished energy these rich events always carry. At the center of the ballroom, a long display table is covered with Reina’s wig bundles and extensions, all arranged inside elegant boxes tied with gold ribbons. I already had my staff make sure every important guest leaves tonight with one of her sample boxes. Reina glances toward the table again before looking back at me. “These people are used to raw bundles and elite extensions. Are you sure they’re going to pick my stuff?”

REINA Tee laughs, while Gramma holds tightly to him for support with her steps. She has a wide smile on her face as she watches me. Recovering from my daze, I rush towards her, wrapping my arms around her body in a tight embrace. The hall literally echoes with my soft, trembling gasps, and I feel Alan’s hand rubbing my back after a while. Tee joins in the hug. I sneak my arm around his torso and pull him closer. When we pull away, I ask in a muffled voice, “When did you guys even get to New York?!” I turn and direct the next question to Alan, “What’s happening? I came here to host an event!” He grins at me, handing the roses over. Gramma and Tee move away to stand on the side. I immediately wince at how heavy the bouquet is. Has to be up to a hundred… Alan nods to someone who I now notice is by his side. James steps forward, and for the first time ever, he has a smile on his face. Nothing too extravagant, but he’s sure smiling. I can’t help smiling too. He takes the bouquet

REINA Al helps me fix the button of my blush pink Zara dress, then leans in and presses kisses all over my neck. I melt into him immediately, shutting my eyes. “You’re such a beautiful pregnant woman.” He says while rubbing my stomach and my lips spread into a smile. “Thank you. I think I’m getting a little too fat though.” “You’re adding a little healthy weight. It doesn’t make you fat.” Al corrects, and just to shit with him, my eyes snap open and I ask, “Healthy weight, equals such a fat babe. I get it.” I say. His brow draws together for two seconds, then he clocks the joke and steps away, shaking his head. I can’t help laughing at his expression. He pulls me to him and grabs my throat gently, capturing my mouth in a passionate kiss. His tongue slips into my mouth, and his hand grips an ass cheek. I clutch his shirt and kiss him back with equal hunger, my panties dampening with every stroke of his tongue. He groans into the kiss when my hand lowers and grips his hard