The Badass Babysitter Novels & Stories

"I have a nanny for my daughter. Newborns are a lot of work, and she answered my ad. I can pull the ad up if I need to. She's watching her now while I'm here arguing with you." River smiled at him. "I hope that's the truth. Because she seems beneath you, Atlas." His jaw clenched. "Too small, really. A terrible fit for you." The others nodded in agreement. River laughed. "We were worried you were about to throw your life away for some human woman. Honestly, the thought of you dirtying your daughter's future because of a human. It was almost laughable." He tasted blood in his mouth because he bit down so hard. He inhaled through his nose, waving his hand. "She's a human babysitter," he said bl

She asked. “It’s basically a live-in babysitter, but rich people like to pretend that they were much too special to use the same words as everyone else,” Maria explained. “No, thanks. I love kids but I already have two of my own and they are already so much of a handful.” Cassie admitted. “And besides, I’m pretty sure babysitting a bunch of rich kids is going to be a literal hell. They are usually assholes who think they can get away with anything just because their daddies have millions of dollars to their names.” She scoffed.

Be patient hunny am not done yet , you are not babysitting a baby, but an adult. "Not just an adult, but an arrogant and rude adult so am asking if you can babysit him?" The lady asked me already eager to hear my answer "Of cause, why can't i do the job, it's very easy. Am not just going to be a babysitter to him but a crazy babysitter." Trust me ma. "I promised to put him in his place once I am given the job." I told her pleadingly. "It's okay Naomi, be rest assured that you will be given the job if you really can put him in his place ." She said.

He speaks through gritted teeth, pulling on his arm further, using his strength to keep it locked in place. Adam scoffs. “A psychopath? When I care about her so much? Her father killed my daughter. If I wanted I could have killed his in return. I didn’t. I was kind to her. I kept her just as I would my own. She had the audacity to run. She-” I see something flicker in Taranis’s eyes. He was angry. It wasn’t like usual, there was something animalistic about his anger, like he wanted to skin Adam alive right that second. I think he would have if he could.

he sighed over the phone tiredly and thanked the caretaker for lasting as long as he did. Even though the caretaker was a gay college dropout living with his boyfriend without a proper job, he still did his best to care for the pups. Richard and Favian found themselves only briefly checking their homework, and while the shifter babysitter wasn’t the most ideal tutor, the boys could at least write their names and count to twenty. Oliver might still struggle with writing the letters in the correct direction sometimes, but that was fine. At least they had a start.

Because of her mother’s wrath, she was sent to the Carter’s Group of Companies to be a secretary and instead of having fun on her summer vacation she was stuck being a secretary with the arrogant CEO. She planned everything on her mind. She can’t be called badass for nothing. But everything she planned out got destroyed when she met the CEO, who happens to be more badass than her! Everything she does is always flawed and she always being lost in the end! This is her first time being defeated by the arrogant CEO! If Millijay is the badass secretary, then Farris is the living devil CEO!

Damian fired. My lips parted, fury was literally bubbling up in my stomach like soda in a shaken can. “Oh my God. You can’t just assign me a babysitter like I’m a toddler who eats crayons!” Xves glanced at Damian. “She’s high-risk.” “She is standing right here!” I snapped, jabbing my finger at him. But the way Damian looked at me… ugh. That stupid, infuriating, protective look. Like I was glass and the whole world was made of hammers. And as much as I wanted to argue, the truth sat heavy in my chest: I wasn’t safe. Not anymore.

Bain’s boots hit the cold ground, the sound echoing in the barren hall of the facility. His team was in formation—Ryder, Luka, Vulture—all ready for the chaos that was about to unfold. This wasn’t just a rescue mission; this was personal. The baby wasn’t Cassie’s. It was the child of a girl who had survived Valeria’s cruel torture. A girl who, despite everything she had endured, had begged them to get her baby back. The girl had given them vital information about the facility, but nothing could prepare them for the horrors they’d find inside.

“Mr. Adler... if you want, I can help in another way. I don't know, as a cook, an assistant, whatever you need... but a nanny... I don't think I'm the right person for that.” Roman listened to her silently, without a shred of real interest in her attempt to negotiate. “That's not an option,” he replied calmly. Either you work as a nanny... or you pay me for the sculpture.“ Aylin looked away, swallowing hard, unable to give him the answer he expected. Roman stood up without saying another word and walked around the desk with the same confidence with which he dictated sentences. ”Follow me." She did, although each step through the mansion felt heavier than the last. They climbed a wide stairca

"I detest people walking out on me." She tisked, relaxing comfortably in her seat. "You'll have to get used to it, il mio cattivo. It's a perchant of mine." He raised a brow. "My nickname for you." Her lips curled up, "My bad guy." He rolled his eyes but said nothing else. "So tell me" She waved off the waiter, "Who is Domenico de Cerintti?" "Answer it for yourself." "I don't know which is why I ask you."