All Chapters of The Billionaire's Sweet Nanny : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

KyraI couldn’t sleep. Anxiety consumed me. The way he had looked at me—and everything that went unsaid—left me terrified and uneasy. I used the night to drink something strong, hoping I could forget the day and be in a better state to face this new life in the morning.The sky was still gray when I returned to the mansion the next day, this time with my small suitcase in hand and my throat tight with expectation. What if everything went wrong? The place felt far too silent. No music. No life. As if no one breathed loudly inside that house—only whispered orders or stayed quiet to avoid disturbing the boss.The door was opened again by the same employee from the night before. He simply nodded, as if I already belonged there.But I didn’t. I didn’t even feel welcome.Liam—or rather, Mr. Blackthorne—was waiting for me in the side hallway, dressed in a dark suit with an expensive watch on his wrist. The kind of man who always looks late for everything, except for commanding someone. And e

KyraI woke to the soft rustling of sheets and the distant sound of footsteps on the wooden hallway floor. It took me a second to remember where I was. Julie was still asleep beside me, her lashes resting on her cheeks and her little mouth slightly open. Her breathing was light… steady. Relief washed over me. No attacks. No signs of discomfort. Everything was calm.I moved carefully, trying to get out of bed without waking her—but when I lifted my eyes, I saw the silhouette standing in the doorway.And I froze.White shirt. Arms crossed. Eyes fixed on me. Expressionless. Cold. Observant.I stood up in a contained impulse, straightening my wrinkled dress and trying to find the right words while my chest rose and fell with anxiety.“Mr. Blackthorne, I’m sorry. I… cleared my throat, looking away. “I ended up staying. She asked for a story and… fell asleep in the middle of it. I didn’t mean to invade her privacy.”He raised one eyebrow slowly and stared at me without moving.“Do you think

KyraI was back at the mansion, four hours earlier than expected, and I confess I had more time to organize certain things. While sorting through some documents, I remembered Julie and how fragile she was. And since I arrived here, that was the first time I saw Liam being gentle with his daughter.After paying the apartment fee—already furnished, by a miracle—I looked at my account balance and still had more than three thousand dollars. Which meant I could pay little by little, buy new clothes, and save to get by until payday.I took the opportunity to go out again. The feeling of being followed was bothering me more than I liked. I looked back and saw no one. The street wasn’t deserted, because I always avoid those types of places; empty, dark, and with no exit. He could be anywhere, hunting me as if I were a fugitive. I entered the first store I saw, pretended interest in a dress, and noticed a man passing by, scanning the surroundings. My body froze; I knew it wouldn’t take long fo

KyraI realized when he stepped away and took the chance to get up, leaving as quickly as possible.As I closed the door behind me, I felt the weight of that presence. Even without seeing him, I could feel him — as if the air had grown denser. I turned, trying to pretend everything was fine… but it wasn’t."I knew you’d come back," he said, as if he could hear my thoughts."I thought that, since you arrived, I could go home," I was direct, even knowing it wasn’t what he wanted to hear.The answer came fast and dry:"No. If I need to leave so you stay here, then I will leave."He was unbearable. But, at the same time, there was something in him… something that made me feel safe within these walls.I looked at the clock: almost two in the morning. Walking to my apartment was dangerous. After today, I couldn’t tempt fate."Set aside your pride. Here, we deal only with work. Understood, Miss Lysten?""Understood, Mr. Blackthorne." — He remained still, blocking my path with that rigid body

KyraI woke up to the alarm ringing, like a reminder that from now on my life would be even more hectic. It was Thursday, one of the days Julie has class. After dropping her off at school, I stopped by my apartment to grab some personal things and then came across the following message:"Missed me? I see you’re living a better life… but since I know you have a good memory, you must remember who you belong to." Bastard!I wanted to scream, disappear, and even find a way to get rid of him, but how? He ruined my life. My dignity and everything I could have been…"Kyra?" — My neighbor’s voice pulled me out of my trance, and I was grateful for that. "Sorry to bother you, but there’s a young man looking for you, since last night."I opened the door and came face to face with Rose. The neighbor from apartment 02, a middle-aged lady who was more of a supervisor than a neighbor."Thank you, Mrs. Rose, for letting me know. Would you happen to know how many times this man came? And what he looks