Babysitters Graphic Novels Novels & Stories

My Gangster Babysitter is the fourth book of the Love For The Wicked Series. This is a spinoff of Mrs. Martinelli, The Perfect Mafia Wife, and contains a few spoilers. Either way, this can be read as a stand-alone. Please don't forget to follow me on my lnstagram account Castiellj. . . ~Benny~ It felt like hours when in reality; it had only been five minutes. The clock was ticking. Shaving off the five minutes I’d been ogling this metal door, I only got twenty-five left before the guards swept the basement for their rounds.

They were patient and caring, helping to take care of me and my two daughters with love and expertise. In the midst of my busy schedule, when I was breastfeeding my twins, I saw their excited little faces. Every cry and smile from them brought new warmth into my life. Even though everything felt hard, seeing their faces made me feel happy. They were both so cute, and when they came close, the pain seemed to be covered by the love that flowed in my heart. Light conversations with the babysitters also helped lighten the mood. They often cleared my tired feelings with humor and positive words. “You are amazing, Ariane. Two babies at once? That is a great achievement!” said one of them enthusias

It dropped. Like literally. ● The amount of kids that swarm the building had me gasping for air and the decor was perfect. Heath pulled me into the house well before showing me a note "Thanks for agreeing to babysit the kids, you are the best. Remember their routines and do not forget to put them to bed, we may or may not return late. We love you, Heath" -Tiffany, Sophie, Jasmine, Bella and Eunice.

I tried to ignore the persistent buzz beneath my skin as Jaden stared at me while Charlotte took the rest of her toys from the babysitter that helped us out last night. I would not think about Sebastian while I wanted to talk to the children. That was just wrong. I snuck another glance at Jaden, but this time, he was staring at Charlotte, his lips curled up in a tiny smile. "Thank you for letting me share this amazing time with your kids." The babysitter raised her hand for a handshake while holding her bag with the other. It looked a bit heavy - a leather dupe of a Hermes bag with a fancy hand - supposed it carried all her stuff.

“They have been perfect. They asked about you every single day. Dinner is ready whenever you want it.” Isaac shook the babysitter’s hand. “Thank you for everything. We will take it from here. You can head out.” After the babysitter left they all sat around the table eating. The kids talked nonstop about everything they did while Isabel and Isaac were gone. Mia showed her drawings and Zack kept climbing into Isabel’s lap every few minutes. Later that night after the kids were finally tucked in and fast asleep Isabel and Isaac sat on the couch alone. She leaned against his side and raked her fingers through her hair.

“My name’s Therese. I’ll be with you everyday. Nice to meet you!” “You mean…you’re my new attendant?” “Uh y-yeah. Something like that.” “How long will you stay here?” Therese’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “I’ll stay here everyd–” “Will you also leave me when you get tired of me like the rest of ‘em?” Did he mean his previous babysitters? Oh god, how many did he have before her?

Joaquin protests as Jesse picks the apple out of his lap, dropping it in the trash. "I'm sure there's a whole category dedicated to babysitting horror movies. You know, there's a horror movie just called The Babysitter. Try harder," Jesse rejects, eyeing his screen as he takes a sip of his coffee. Joaquin sighs, coming to lean against the side of his desk. "Like me or Wallace would let anything bad happen to you." Jesse scoffs, "Oh, that makes me feel so much better, thank you." "Yah. I'm serious," Joaquin mutters with a scowl, swatting at Jesse’s chest. "You think I'd ask you if I thought there was any chance it was dangerous? You think I'd ask you if Wallace hadn't approved of the idea?"

Taking out her phone, she immediately zoned out as she browsed websites. Aria and Caden finished their lunch and colored a bit longer as they observed their inattentive babysitter. Trading silent looks, they eventually stood. “Excuse me Miss Babysitter, we’re going to take a nap now,” Aria declared. “Fine. Whatever.”

Dad lied. My backpack felt heavier than usual, not just with books but with the weight of every broken promise. I dug my nails into my palms, trying to focus on the biting chill of the Aurelia evening instead of the tremor in my hands. New mission: survive the Sterlings. New reality: I was their charity case, Charles Sterling’s personal babysitter. His babysitter. The thought made bile rise in my throat.

Sergio said with a mischievous smile on his face. "That sounds lovely," she said with a smirk on her face as well. "Okay then, let's go home." When they got home Sergio called Sergio's mom and told her that they were coming home early since he had to cancel the date they were supposed to have with everyone else. In reality they didn't leave yet and they'd spend the rest of the night doing whatever it was they planned to do. They spent the rest of the day laying around in his bed watching movies. By the end of the day neither of them felt tired. They weren't sleepy at all though. They kept talking and laughing every time a new movie played on television. Eventually they fell asleep in each ot