Novel & Cerita Hired As A Nanny

I have a profile on here, though it’s been a while since I used it. Two years ago, I was a live-in nanny for a rich couple, looking after their entitled asshole children. Mostly I saw them off to school, spent the day hanging around the pool, and picked them up after school. I made sure they did their homework, but they each had separate tutors for their different subjects.

She immediately cleared her throat and began to speak. "My name is Raina. I have been assigned as a nanny to take care of your daughter." She turned to my daughter and smiled at her. Mia immediately frowned and folded her arms. "But mom, I do not need a nanny. I am already a big girl." I smiled deeply and patted Mia's head. Ever since she told herself that she was now a bug girl, Mia didn't want any nanny taking care of her. I knelt in front of her and tried to convince her.

" Ethan? I didn't know who that was, but I just nodded in agreement. I had a slim chance of being chosen as the nanny, but I had to try my best. I heard the maids talking about the salary. $32 freaking dollars an hour and $67,500 annually could change my life forever, and I can't miss this chance without knowing I did everything I could. "Hmm, that's quite surprising. She adjusted her glasses. "Any professional experience?" "No, but I would do my best to make sure you don't have anything to worry about," I answered carefully, but they just nodded their heads, writing something down on their jotter.

Ivy’s lips parted, like she was about to tell me to go to hell, but then she hesitated because that would mean disrespecting me— her brother’s doctor for years now. "You want me to what, Doc?" Her voice was hoarse. I assumed roughened by sleepless nights and too many quiet cries. "Be Sophie’s nanny," I repeated, calmer this time. More controlled so she would know I wasn’t kidding.. "You can live in my house. Everything’s free. Shelter, food, anything. All you have to do is look after my daughter, be her mother figure, I’ll pay you well. Bonuses, advance pay, health insurance, overtime pay, paid day offs. Name it."

He wanted to growl, his bear trying to break out, but he held his anger down and frowned at them. "I have a human nanny. Elena is my daughter's nanny." They didn't seem to believe him, and he sighed, waving a hand. "Serenity died if you have forgotten, and I have a newborn baby that needs attention. Much more attention than I can give her, mind you. So, I hired a nanny."

"I figured we might need some help with Abe so I hired a nanny." "You did what?" She asked, finally focusing on him. "I hired a nanny to help with taking care of Abe. She is about forty-five years old. She has a lot of experience. I hired her through an agency that specializes in that." "I--I don't know what to say. I wasn't thinking of that at all. But I think you have the right to make that call. And it's not a bad idea. Thank you," she said. "Good, you're not mad," he said.

I quickly cleared my throat and faced her fully. "What are you to my kids?" I asked her, and waited patiently for her response, as I didn't want to start ranting first. "I'm their nanny Alpha." She responded to my question truthfully, making me sighed softly before I proceed. "What is the job of a nanny to The children?" I asked her again, while she stared from me to the kids, and swallowed hard. "The job of the Nanny is to take care of the kids." She finally responded to my question.

“The processes weren’t easy, but I pushed through. We finalized everything just a few days ago, granting me the full parental rights and responsibilities over him. He’s staying with me now and will start school soon.” “Great!” I cheered. “I’m so happy for you. How is old is he?” “Four,” he answered. “He turned four a week ago.” “Awww,” I cooed. “He’s so little. And who is looking after him while you’re away?” “I hired a nanny. Full time nanny. She’s nice and I trust her,” he said with a reassuring smile. “Since I don’t know much about handling children and always busy, I think she’ll do a great job.”

Lessie's POV "Ma'am," the nanny greeted me first, easing my frustration. "Why weren’t you here earlier?" I asked again, but this time my voice was calmer. "We went home to cook porridge for James. He needs something solid to eat," she explained, holding out the lunch box, which I hadn’t noticed until now. The nanny I hired for my kids was in her thirties. I could have chosen an older one, but I wanted someone younger and more energetic, someone my children could play with.

The next day, Joshua accompanied me to the church for a memorial service for our child. After a short prayer, we knelt before our child's grave, softly sharing our grief. Joshua informed me that Mrs. Holland was a nanny hired by the neighborhood residents. After the incident, she was dismissed by her employer and faced a ban within the industry. Left with no options, she took a job as a part-time worker. At first, things went relatively well, but as time passed, she began to complain about the exhausting work and low pay, and soon she could no longer continue.