Movie Nanny Express

*** "Hands above your head, you put them down and I stop pleasuring you," he says sternly. "Yes," I cry out at the brink of tears. "Yes, what?" he demands. "Yes, Sin," I mutter, my voice barely a whimper. Sin approaches, ravaging me. ** After stealing from Sinclair Declan Sorvino, the last thing Summer Remmington expects is to be caught by Sinclair. To save her best friends, she stays behind to keep traces off them. Sin decides to keep her for Ninety Days if she agrees to be his for that time frame, then she will be free. Summer knew this was a trap, but still, she said yes. Something that started as a pleasure connection grew into more and Sinclair craving Summer. Summer catches feelings but discovers that Sin wouldn't ever love her because he loved his face wife. Sin finds comfort in another lady than her and she thinks it is because she can't fit his taste. Sin just doesn't want to express love to another woman, especially after what happened to his last wife. Will Summer stand the test of love and make Sin see how in love she is with him and how grieving is OK? Does Sin fall for Summer? Read on to find out.

Audrey Taylor’s life fell apart when her husband left her for someone else, leaving her to pick up the pieces. But just as she’s about to give up on her dreams, she discovers there’s a chance to fix her injured leg and dance again. The only problem? The doctor who can help now works for a billionaire, Michell Garcia, and getting to him is nearly impossible. When a twist of fate brings her face-to-face with Michell, she’s offered a deal that could change everything. Now, Audrey has to decide—how far is she willing to go to get her life back?

A Werewolf's Vow: Mated by the Letter To my dearest stranger, My day has been so tough to the point that I almost wanted to end my life. Wanted to slash my throat with a knife, drink and eat something with poison, or even planned to drown myself. Why was the world so mean to me? Why is my life this miserable? And why can they just leave me alone? I can't take it anymore. I only wanted to live a normal life, away from humiliation, deprivation, and bad luck. So, I'm writing this letter, thinking you might hear me out. Funny, but this is the only way I could express my thoughts. And for the record, this has been my eighth and final letter to send off. And whoever you are, it was nice meeting you. Hopefully, when you get the chance to read this letter, you'd send me something in response. For us to know each other better. I'll be waiting. Love, Joshua Craig.

“You know I love your c*ck more than anything,” Julian moaned. My mind struggled to process what I saw, and my heart felt like it had stopped beating. I couldn’t believe what I was witnessing. “Harder! Ugh.” That was Julian. My husband. The one I’d been married to for three whole years. My husband was having sex… with a man! *** Delilah is the definition of a trophy wife. Once an orphan with a rocky childhood, her life changes when she gets married to her knight in charming armor. Their marriage is like that out of a movie, but everything she has ever wanted changes three years later when Julian grows distant. Still clinging to the hope that their love can be saved, Delilah plans the perfect anniversary surprise, only to walk in on her husband tangled in bed with his male assistant! Devastated and humiliated, she leaves everything behind. The marriage. The mansion. The life she thought was hers. She takes the last flight to New York City, determined to start over. She’s desperate, drowning in dismay when a job interview leads her straight into the lion’s den: Calix Knight. Her ex-husband’s ruthless billionaire uncle. He’s powerful, intense, and nothing like the men she’s known. And for reasons she can’t understand, he takes a keen interest in her. Is Delilah falling for the wrong man twice? Or has she finally met the one worth breaking every rule for?

20 year old Leilani Whitlock experiences first hand hardship when her once peaceful life goes suddenly from good to terrible in a night. Her parents, who were the Alpha and Luna of their pack, meet with mayhem on their way back from a long trip. They are announced dead at the spot leaving the young Leilani to fend for herself as well as for her younger sister. Her father’s Beta, Joyner, then makes himself Alpha by forcing himself into the throne. He at first, takes Leilani and her sister in as his but then after Leilani rejects his very many sexual advancements, he changes towards her and her sister, forces them to practically become slaves in his kingdom and then sells them off when he no longer found them useful. They successfully escape their buyers, run into the streets but fall into the territory of the Crescent Moon pack. What then happens to Leilani when, due to desperation, takes up the job role of being the nanny of three grown adults who are way older than she was? And to top matters, what would she do when the three of them seem to show a special interest in her? …even after all of this confusion, she’s faced with a bigger challenge when their family friend, Lucas joins in the already misshaped love rectangle, and then she’s forced to make a decision on whom to choose between the quartet. And to make matters worse, she gets an unannounced call from her past…

Georgia Brooks, the notorious, troublesome tomboy is the caretaker of Clark Brown, the mysterious, cold man who is an undercover billionaire. Georgia's motive is to uncover him and just make him happy. But what when secrets are revealed and the badass tomboy is close to tears? Join them on this rocky road of adventures which includes their occasional fights and revenge, stolen kisses, trip to a circus, journey to England, landing in jail and much more! Excerpt from a chapter : His lips curled in disdain and just when he was about to unwrap the towel, I quickly turned around showing my back to him. What the fucking hell? What if I saw his thing? "Don't you care? Like honestly, couldn't you just order like your usual self to get the hell out of your bedroom or just . . . turn around for you to change? You could have at least warned me that you were freeing your willy, I would have closed my eyes!" I rambled and felt myself feeling all jittery again. He didn't reply and I could mentally picture him scoffing or rolling his pretty eyes. A part of me which never saw a grown man's buddy down there was curious as to how it looked. Was it really long and monstrous like a huge sausage they describe in erotic scenes? Was it soft like a banana or hard like a radish? Was is it like spring that when you poke it, it would go wagging like a dog's tail? A teeny little peek would do no harm . . .

“Do you find me disgusting after the kiss? Was I a bad kisser?” Bianca let out, standing up as well. “Would this surface?” Felix asked as he pulled her closer to his chest! Before she could utter another word from her lips, Felix had covered her lips with his. The kiss panned out to be pecking on the lips but got intense every minute, the small touch her boss gave her was a new experience for Bianca. Every kiss increases the rate of her heartbeat. Her skin where in hot flames, Bianca couldn't help it as a soft moan escaped her lips. She didn't know if what they were doing was right, his lips became more demanding as their tongues intertwined together. Her lips seemed to meet his demand as she clutched her hands on his shirt. After Felix had pulled away, he placed a tingling kiss on her nose. “Would this answer your question?” Felix asked, staring keenly at her eyes. Both of them seemed to be breathing hard from the kiss they had shared. “I don't get you?” Bianca let out stepping away from him a little, she didn't know if she could hold herself from not kissing her boss again. Her hormones were getting the best of her already and she needed to run for her life. She wanted to leave when his next word stopped her. “I like kissing you, Bianca, I was so busy with work that I didn't know that you were affected. I didn't know if you would be uncomfortable if I had brought It up when we were in the car that night, why don't you just quit asking more questions or running away? Just kiss me since you want to,” Felix let out, Bianca was stunned by her boss's words.

Sometimes our feelings cannot speak, but our actions did. We express it through actions, but what if that someone you love does not feel the same way? Are you still going to pursue your feelings? even though you didn't meet his/her standards? Do you ever experience this so-called unspoken love? Are you strong enough to say those three words even if that someone rejects you?

The day I found out I wasn't really an Adelson, Sharon—their real daughter—stormed in and stabbed me—over and over. Just like that, my shot at being a mom? Gone. Chuck Benetton, my fiancé, lost it. My parents swore they'd disown her. To "comfort" me, Chuck proposed on the spot. My parents handed me the severance letter—Sharon officially disowned—and told me to just focus on healing. Later, they said Sharon had run off and gotten trafficked in Nyamara, some hotspot for scams and lost souls. They said it served her right. And yeah... I believed them. Six years into the lie, I saw her—very much alive, baby bump and all, curled up against my husband like she owned him. "If I hadn't snapped back then, Yasmine never would've married you, " she said. "Thank God you and Mom and Dad backed me. Otherwise, that imposter would've landed me in jail. "She probably never guessed I've been right here, carrying your baby. Once I give birth, just fake an adoption. She can nanny our kid forever. "Thanks for everything, Chuck." She smiled like he was her hero. And he blushed. "Don't thank me. Marrying her was the only way to protect you. I'd do it all again." So yeah. The guy I thought loved me? He was always lying. My "parents"? They only cared about Sharon. If that's love, I want nothing to do with it.

"Do you take Asher Williams as your lawfully wedded husband" the priest asked me I bit my lips and look over to my Dad who had an expressionless face , my step mom glared at me I scoff "yes" He turn to the handsome man by my side, I must admit although I don't want to get married , this man is so handsome with beautiful eyes , thin lips, tall, with abs I drool "and do you take Cheryl Kingsley as your lawfully wedded wife?" I snapped from my thoughts and waited for his reply Part of me hope he would say no and stop the wedding and part of me hope he would say yes "Yes" he replied The priest smiled "you may kiss your bride" He turn to look at me and frown " No" I could hear a chuckle from my step mom "Kissing girls is bad" he said I raise a brow what is wrong with him? An elderly woman rush to the alter and whisper something into his ears He stare at me I was becoming impatient , what a disgrace I held him and force my lips on his I felt a force push me from him I fell hitting my ass on the ground, it didn't hurt much because of the thickness of the wedding gown He pushed me! Me! I wanted to stand up and give him a piece of my mind but looking at the congregation, their mocking smile , I couldn't , I felt so embarrassed thank goodness the only people invited were friends and family But still,all those girls that look at me like an untouchable goddess I felt like crying , I bit my lips and remained on the ground pretending I've lost consciousness and hoping the ground would open up and swallow me