Nanny Romance Novels Novels & Stories

“Yan, I’ll come down, heat up your dinner, put on the pajamas on the bed and the socks, please! — Aunt Gabriela, can I sleep in your room with you today? — You can just have everything for dinner! Yan went downstairs and I gave him dinner while talking to his father, even then Charles didn't stop looking at me, I didn't know where he was looking anymore. Then I took Yan to sleep and it would be in my room since he ate everything and it was more than fair. I told him a beautiful story and then he fell asleep, it was the most beautiful thing to see, I was in love with this boy, if one day I had to leave here I would miss him so much. "Our! I think now I deserve a hot bath and then a hot chocol

It's the only time Kier and everyone else will be too occupied to see me sneak into Renae's room to ransack it for answers. My fingers flip through the page of a dark romance novel. Something about quadruplets and one woman. It is obscene. The naughtiest thing I've read and my cheeks heat up with every page I flip, my core tightening. I do not think any of these things remotely possible, but I should like to take note. You know, just to know. Not that I have any plans of...

she said and stood up from the bed. "Mum stop this! Did she force Ava to buy her the cloth? And point of correction she's a nanny not a maid!" I yelled and mum flinch back in fright, this will be the second time I will be yelling at my mum, the first time was, do I even have to talk about that, now? "Lucas, did you just yelled at me? Who is that pig to you? And what's the difference between a nanny and a maid? They're both hungry set of people. Come to think of it she looks awfully familiar, is she not the lady that..."

There is a photo indicated in mama's email. Long straight hair, with her gray eyes. Her natural eyebrows are thick and her nose is pointy. Accompanied by her perfect lips that’s pinkish. Fuck! Is this one really a maid? That was my question when mama sent it. And since then, mama has always sent me pictures of Zella. Damn! I'm always excited whenever I received an email. And sometimes I get a bad trip when the email doesn't come from mama. She's fucking too attractive to be our nanny. Not to mention her perfect body figure.

Now I sat at the far end, tucked away from the other tables, where no one really looked twice. I wrapped my fingers around the cup, letting the warmth seep into my skin before setting it down. I pulled out a book I had just started. How to Love Mr. Rex. A romance novel about a nanny who fell in love with her boss. Cliché, but at least it kept me busy. Busy from thinking about my own boss. My grip tightened slightly around the edge of the page. Lana still hadn’t spoken to me. She said she would… when I told her the truth. Normally, when we fought, we got over it almost immediately.

I woke without energy, without spark, just quiet. I moved mechanically, brushing my teeth, dressing for school, braiding my hair. Each motion felt distant, as if I were watching someone else inhabit my body. The bond was still there. Low and persistent. When I finished, I headed downstairs to the dining room. I had barely taken my seat when footsteps echoed behind me. Controlled. Unhurried. “Good morning, Riven,” Nana greeted warmly. The elderly nanny stood by the kitchen entrance, her gray hair tied neatly back. She had come to live with us after our parents left for their honeymoon. From what I had learned, she had practically raised the triplets.

She also has long dark brown hair and a bold set of features that are striking, if not as conventionally beautiful as women I’m used to seeing in high society. She looks like she is uneasy and nervous, so it surprises me when she extends her hand to me and introduces herself. "Good evening, Mr. Whitlock. I'm Varisa Romero, and I'm here for the nanny interview. Though given our.ah.recent altercations, I wouldn't take any offense if you dismissed me right offhand. If you are unwilling to consider me for the position, I would rather not waste either of our time."

"You don't want to be fired. On the contrary, I gave you a promotion, but you're also reluctant to leave your Nanny position." I'd rather not be too demanding or troublesome. However, I also hate holding onto lingering feelings of unease. "Y-yes." My fingers curled into a tight fist, forcing myself to look up steadily. "Sir, I'm capable of taking on both roles. Outside of Grand Lady activities, may I continue to be Leon's nanny? It doesn't feel right to give up just because I found a better opportunity. After all, I want to continue caring for him."

Sera didn’t seem quite as innocent as Nana had made her out to be. There was a screeching sound as Nana pulled out a chair and sat down next to a wooden table that had various stationery and drawings upon it. She didn’t touch a thing, only observed Ru for a few moments as her eyes fell along the other spines on the bookshelf. Most of the books were teenage romances, classics like Romeo and Juliet and Tristan and Isolde, or religious topics. Only a few seemed out of place, including the one that had originally caught her attention. There was also a photo album. Ru’s eyes lingered there until Nana said, “Would you like to look at it?”

Her fake smile was so evident, she couldn't pretend to be okay, but over the months she had improved. 'Dad certainly won't know any peace with his new wife.' "Ana, how are preparing for your exams?" I asked Ana with my brows furrowed, ready to eat her up is she dared to say she hasn't read it a thing. Ana focused more on the web looking for new means to make money. I've often told her to concentrate on her studies first a die in the internet after she graduates. "I've read all my books, bug I'm still going to reverse." She said giving me a sternly look.