Nanny Diaries Book Novels & Stories

~Rowan~ Numbers roll across my laptop screen while I half listen to Jason, his voice droning through my AirPods. Across the lounge, Rebecca sprawls on the rug with her colouring book, her legs folded, her crayons scattering like confetti. The new nanny sits beside my daughter, legs folded too, her long auburn hair falling forward as she leans in to touch my daughter’s colouring book. The damp fabric of her navy chiffon blouse stretches across the soft, full swell of her breasts, outlining the shadow of her nipples.

The cold air hit my skin, making me shiver, Then, my door clicks open. Nana had entered my room. Nana is my nanny and has been trusted by my mother to keep the house running. "Nana," I whispered, my voice high and thin. "Please help me find my shorts. I can't find them." I looked at her with wide, innocent eyes, waiting for her gentle reprimand or her helpful hand. But she didn't look at my face. She didn't look at my eyes. Her gaze dropped, sliding down my small frame with a slow, deliberate hunger that made my skin crawl. She stood there, frozen, her eyes locked onto my penis.

She asked with concern. Lizzy had been Mel’s nanny since he was four months old. She was very close to the family and dedicated most of her time to Mel. She was just twenty. She was very young and poor and that’s how she landed the job as Mel’s nanny. She stopped going to school but, Mel’s dad helped her out and now she studied at home while taking care of Mel. She loved kids and that was one of the reasons she was working as a nanny. Lizzy not only took care of Mel but also all the other household and essential stuff. She was very trusted. Lizzy and Mel adored each other. Since Mel’s parents were working she took care of him in the morning. In the evening she got the day for herself. Mel’s

“Hate me all you want, little doll. It makes your pu**y taste sweeter.” He pulled me tighter against him. I could feel him pressing hard against me through his pants. My breath came faster. “Dante… this is wrong,” I whispered. “Wrong feels good, doesn’t it?” He turned my face to his and kissed me roughly. His tongue pushed into my mouth, claiming, demanding. I tried to pull back but he held my jaw and deepened the kiss until I was moaning into his mouth. When he broke the kiss, I was panting. He stood up, lifting me easily, and carried me to the wide leather couch. He laid me down and knelt between my legs, pushing the red dress up to my waist. “Look at these pretty p**nties,”

I left the sealed research institute to attend my daughter's graduation, only to stumble upon a scene that froze my blood—my husband's nanny humiliating my daughter in front of everyone. She sneered and declared, "Austin Grant rules over Bexley City." I smiled. "Well, I think that's about to change." … What I couldn't understand was how, during all the years I'd been gone, Austin could let something like this happen. How could he allow a mere nanny to bully my precious daughter?

Chloe’s tea had gone cold beside her. She hadn’t meant to sit this long, hadn’t meant to fall into the diary’s pages like they were quicksand. But every time she told herself just one more entry, she turned another page. The next story had been written in the same looping hand, but the title leapt out at her: “Episode 5: The Neighbor’s Son.” Chloe raised her eyebrows, biting back a half-smile. She adjusted her legs beneath her and read on.

Pictures of Aiden and Abigail hung all around the room and the room was painted in warm, happy colors. It looked like a room for a little princess and prince, with the color matching both male and female preferences. But I could not blame them for being a little spoiled. Aside from the fact that their father was a literal billionaire, they were such darlings that anyone would want to spoil them. I supervised them as they brushed their teeth and gave them both a bath, before putting them to bed. Every step was tentative since it was my first day as their nanny and I was not sure how to go about their bath time and bedtime routine. Thankfully, they were both very supportive, by telling me what

One afternoon, as they sat on the porch swing, Nanny Mama Hazel, her eyes twinkling with amusement, announced, "Theo, I have a surprise for you!" Theo, his face alight with curiosity, leaned forward, his small hand reaching out to touch Nanny Mama Hazel's. "What is it, Nanny Mama Hazel?" Nanny Mama Hazel smiled, her voice a gentle melody. "I've been saving this for a special occasion. It's a book, a very special book." She reached into her bag and pulled out a beautifully illustrated book, its cover adorned with a picture of a firefly. Theo's eyes widened with delight.

Thank you so much for reading through the book two of the Nanny affair, my apologies for the little mistakes, you might come across while reading, but trust me, we all make mistakes and we are all human. Now, the story takes a leap of six months, Salem Baltimore alas Andres Khan, brought a fifty percent shares of the company and all this while under the pretense of Lewis Chang, seen at the previous chapter, he takes the from of an interpreter between Elena and Andres Khan.

shit that's not my concern I slept with a married man AGAIN and I am the Nanny for HIS child. I need to stop messing with Mr. Russo, he's my boss now and he's married. I was putting the pancake mix in a bowl and Lisa walked in the kitchen. "Morning" she said while walking over to the coffee machine "Morning" I answered while placing the batter into the pan. "So You're the Nanny for Emily?" she said with a scorn on her face. "Yes that would be me" I said while flipping the pancakes.