The Nanny Affair Book 4 Novels & Stories

Jack is smiling and happy. We head back inside toward the changing area. Jack goes in to shower and change, and I wait just outside. That's when I really feel it, the attention. Eyes linger. Conversations pause. I shift slightly, suddenly very aware of myself. A man approaches. "I didn't know the Hawthornes had such a young relative," he says, his gaze roaming far too freely, dipping toward my cleavage. My skin crawls. "I'm the nanny," I say coolly. "Celine."

When she was done mentioning all the certificates she'd acquired in life, she moved close to Darcy, acting like she was adjusting her blouse to show more of her chest. Shameless. What is she thinking? Seducing Darcy to help her get the nanny job? Was this really how they thought they could become a child’s nanny? by seducing her father like cheap mistresses? Yuck! Darcy didn’t react. His face didn’t even twitch. He just looked away, unimpressed. Then came the second woman. She smiled confidently, applying a quick layer of lip gloss before speaking. “Childcare runs in my family. My mother was the nanny for the president’s children,” she bragged, biting her lip.

“You know nothing about Betas. They hold and bear grudges like old women, but it’s a long story and nothing inconsequential. Don’t worry, I’ll just stay in my former room at the maids’ quarters and avoid your mother.” My mind immediately flitted back to what Finn had told me earlier, about overhearing conversations where his dad and Kael’s dad had been arguing about Nanny. Was there really some deep-seated issue between them? Plus, when I had first arrived at Ashbourne, Beta Alaric kept asking me if Nanny would show up. The questions swirled in my head, but I pushed them aside. I won’t involve myself in adult problems, I decided silently. “Gosh!” I said, plumping down heavily on Nanny’s bed.

" She was demanding a hefty amount, or she would expose the affair to the media and ruin my grandfather's reputation. " " The problem was, even after she was given the money, she kept on showing up, asking for more, taunting my grandmother, over and over. " " It was like a never-ending cycle, torturous, draining all of them. Well, my grandmother wasn't a pushover either. It was bad enough that the woman had betrayed her, and slept with her husband. She even had the guts to keep on threatening them." " Well, the specifications aren't known but the nanny got into a fight with someone and ended up in prison. Later, a fire broke out in the prison and she was among the unlucky ones "

It was about him. By the time I reached the main hallway, Enzo’s voice came back through the radio. “You were right,” he said. “There’s a data breach. Someone extracted files from the system about two hours ago.” “What kind of files?” “Security rotations. Camera feeds. And one personal record.” My chest tightened. “Whose record?” A pause. Then Enzo’s voice, lower. “The nanny’s.” I stopped walking. Rainwater dripped from my clothes onto the marble floor. The cold settled deep into my bones.

If her connection to them is revealed? I shivered at that thought. I still had a lot on my plate regarding Keren and her attachment to Miss Stewart. All I had done was speak rudely to her Nanny, and she’d simply shut me out. What would happen if her Nanny leaves? Would she shut herself in and refuse to eat? The sound of my cellphone ringing broke the train of my thoughts. And after glancing at the caller’s ID. I picked it up. “Hello, Nanny.” I breathed, pushing my plush office chair backwards.

She stiffened her body. "No way, I am entering here today!" She walked into the living room and sat on one of the chair. I opened my mouth to speak until I heard something; "Jonathan, what's going on?" Susie walked downstairs and froze at the last step. Jade quickly stood up. Her mouth opened, legs were shaking. I could feel the atmosphere in the room getting more colder, so I had to break it up. "Jade, this is my nanny...um ...Nelly." I said.

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?

“Yeah, you said that.” Heat rushes through me. “Okay, yeah…he’s attractive, and if I wasn’t his son’s nanny, I’d make a move. Another move, since Jackson kind of cock-blocked us the first time.” I shake my head. “But he’s a good guy, Heather. One of the rare, really good ones. And I’m, well, not. I took the job as a nanny with the intentions of conning money out of him. I’m a horrible person.”

I double checked my work, and decided that my plotline was strong, and my characters had just the right quirky chemistry to capture the reader's attention. With my publishing work out of the way, I decided that it was time to do my own investigation into the nanny. While I hated to admit it, even to myself, I realized that I actually was nervous about the whole new situation. There were just so many unknowns. What if we didn't like her after a few days? What if she didn't like us? What if she liked my husband too much? And all of that was assuming there were no larger issues at hand, like a criminal past she was hiding from potential employers. I logged into the website and entered my credit