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However, emotions are suppressed. Nana turned, to Hunter who was now staring at me. Nana smiled so her eyes shifted there. "I want you to tell the others, about my condition, Raphael. Please tell them how happy I am to be part of their journey for hundreds of years." She smiled. "Value what you have seen, you'll be happy together. Happier than ever." Hunter didn't answer him. Nana wiped her face, her eyes we're bloodshot. In an instant, his appearance changed. She became a beautiful teenager. Smiling at us, this is how his face used to be. She's beautiful, so much.

I groaned again, "Yes, Nana." Silence filled the car as Nana pored over the documents before she looked up at me with a knowing smirk on her face, "so how's she?" My face contorted into a frown, "what are you talking about?" "Is she pretty?" Nana asked further with a suggestive smirk not leaving her face. Aaaah, of course, she was. I didn't want to pay attention to her physical features but she made that near impossible with a body and face that looked like that but regardless of how pretty she was, it wasn't enough to make me go back on my words.

She forced out of lips and pushed her hand out to the man, " I'm Ollie Clan, the nanny," Ivailo didn't move a muscle. He just stared at her like he was seeing dirt. His rigid face was expressionless. Ollie tried to maintain her smile. Perspiration slid down her cheek. She gripped her bag on her side to keep herself calm. She couldn't blow this. This was her client. All she needed to do was be amicable. "I'm an associate of the Werewolf-Human Integrating Program, you must have heard about it right?"

And how you would do anything in your power in order to make that person want you as well. Well… let me be clear Canin… never told me anything apart from women being boring. “So, apart from you wanting a wife and kids for me, anything else I could help you with today before you throw me in a church in front of a priest?” I asked Nana, seeing how she seemed to doubt herself before she stood up and nodded at herself as if somehow, she had just decided on telling me something important. “Can you have a look at something for me, Adam?” She asked me, to which I nodded, standing up immediately.

I knew the right person who would have it, therefore, I made my way to their bedroom. "Hey, Newana?" I peeked my head through the door after knocking on Newana's door lightly. "Stop peeping like a thief, and get lost," she retorted. She was working on her laptop, sitting on the couch. I stepped into her room with a smile. "Thanks for inviting me in." She rolled her eyes and asked, "What do you want?" I giggled sheepishly and answered, "Some scented candles and seducing tips." "What am I, a stripper?" she deadpanned.

Old Nana said. “Oh, I’m gonna kîll Liza today,” I said and turn back. “Not too fast Miss, you are gonna do the work since you’re here,” Old Nana said, Liza is a bad bîtch, I am very sure she pushed me here because I didn’t tell her the reason why I was smiling. “Old Nana, but it was Liza you wanna send before, I have many things to do in the room, please let me go” I said with a pout. “stop pouting your lips, go serve the visitor in the visitor room, he is there waiting for his Majesty, he is Alpha Khan of blue moon park,” Old Nana said.

Venturesome ride. . . If there is anything Nana hated more than strawberry, is being alone with a male specie. She's praying for the earth to open up and swallow her whole being. She could feel his gaze even with her head bowed, it looks like he's stripping her out of her shell and she's not liking it one bit but held her tongue in. It'll be inappropriate to talk to him in a bad way -that would've been the most sleaziest thing she's ever done in her whole life. Instead, she took a deep breath before raising her head to look at the fair human in front of her. She plastered a nervous smile, the veil drawing back, leaving her face bare for him to see.

Nana asked with a smile. Monica was speechless and he had to admit the chest of the girl that he helped before was quite large and it gave more erotic feeling since she put on her uniform properly, however, even though that girl's chest was amazing, Nana's chest was also very amazing, and he also couldn't accept the fact that he was being teased by Nana. "I know that it might sound like sexual harassment, but yours is better Nana," Monica said calmly. "Hey!" Nana was surprised, but then she showed a bright smile, then squeezed her chest, and said seductively, "Then do you want to touch Nana's chest?"

Nikolai looked like he wanted to refuse to leave my bedside. But Nana was a force of nature in her own right. “Fuera,” she said again, shooing them toward the door. “I will call you when she is decent. Go.” They went. But not before Nikolai looked back at me one more time, his eyes dark and unreadable. Then the door closed, and I was alone with Nana. She worked quickly, efficiently, murmuring in Spanish the whole time. She peeled off the wet bikini with professional detachment, dried my skin with warm towels, then dressed me in the softest t-shirt I’d ever felt oversized, smelling of cedar and smoke and something distinctly masculine.

I demanded, directing it at him. Dad finally faced me, and his left eyebrow was raised in an inquisitive manner. “You keep bullying him despite how polite he is to you,” I accused. To my annoyance, Dad sighed and turned back to the table. We were seated together, having cake and telling each other stories. Nana was the lead storyteller, talking about the country she last visited, which was Japan, and about how beautiful her experience was. Nana was on a tour, sponsored by Aunt Ryan, Rosalie, and me. She has been traveling for five months now, and she is loving every bit of it.