The Nanny Affair Book 4 Novels & Stories

Tee sighs, moving away from the door. He’s tense still, his jaw locking even he whispers, “Ray… What job did you get that’s enough for both rent and Gramma’s bills in such short time?” It’s my turn to sigh. I fully face him now. “I’m a nanny for some rich guy in this town. His name is Alan King, and I’m just his nanny… nothing more.” My voice definitely cracks when I say the last two words. I quickly turn to the mirror, hoping Tee didn’t notice. My palms are a bit sweaty when I use the brush again. I pause to wipe my clammy hands against my pants.

This includes my study and private quarters. 5. All outings are pre-approved by me and accompanied by Marco or myself. 6. You report any unusual occurrence, no matter how small, to me directly. 7. You do not discuss my business, this household, or your employment with anyone. 8. Discretion is your primary duty. You see nothing. You hear nothing. It was a prison manual. I kept my face neutral. “These are clear.” “They are for your safety as much as ours,” he said, finally looking at me. His gaze was direct, probing. “The world I operate in is not kind to loose ends. A nanny with a mobile phone and loose lips is a loose end.”

The woman who'd appeared in my life just as everything started going wrong. "Sir?" Santino pressed. My mind raced. The timing was too convenient. A new nanny, hired just before the attacks began. Someone with access to my home, my daughter, my routines. Someone who could have overheard phone calls, seen documents, and learned my weaknesses. But then I thought about the way she held Aria. The gentleness in her touch. The tears in her eyes when she'd talked about losing someone. That couldn't be faked. Could it?

“Make something light. Soup, porridge… anything gentle. She has to regain her strength.” The nanny nodded quickly and stepped out. I stayed by Rachel’s side, my thumb brushing over her hand as she slept. For a moment, life felt perfect. But perfection never lasts. Nathan’s POV I was at the hospital that morning for my prescription. Blood pressure, Irony right? Like my body knew the weight of my sins and tortures me. I had just left the pharmacy when familiar voices drifted down the hallway. I froze, recognizing the nanny’s sharp tone. “Is it true?” one maid whispered.

" The voice never changed. Unhurried, warm in the way that expensive things were warm, the warmth of something that didn't need to perform itself because it had never needed anything from anyone it was speaking to. "There's a complication," I said. A pause that meant: go on. "The nanny," I said. The laugh that came was quiet and brief. "Already." "She noticed the prescription," I said. "The third item. Asked Fletcher directly." "And he—" "Defended me," I said. "For now." "For now," the voice repeated, tasting it. "You've been there four years, Sandra. One nanny shouldn't be able to undo four years."

Mrs Jenkins says and starts to close the door. Immediately, I start walking around the room, checking for all my properties and enjoying the feeling of luxury against my skin. After that, I sit on the soft bed and reach out for the nanny handbook, which contains all the information I need to know about my new job, and I go straight to the page about my employer. What does someone have to do to afford such luxury? Before I can start reading, my door slowly slides open and a young girl with curly blond hair and a bright pink dress runs in and climbs on the bed besides me.

Screams. Smoke. Fire. Blood. Giovanni wiped the blood from his face and got into the car, as if he hadn't caused chaos behind him. He straightened his blue tie and answered the ringing phone. His secretary, Anne, was calling him at the worst possible time. “Mr. Mancini, I'm calling to inform you that the last nanny has quit. We're running out of options. I don't know who to hire if even the trained women in our midst aren't enough.”

"Stop crying, no one can change the decision I have made. I have given you a chance?Nanny Zhang, but what did you do? You know it very clearly whether you were involved in Zion's abduction? Even though I don't say it, it doesn't mean that I don't know how it. How did Sisi become Katherine's bodyguard, and how she left from the beauty salon? Do you really think I am blind? I have already tried to protect your self-esteem by not exposing you. If you don't even care about your dignity at all, then don't blame me for sending you out of?Ocean City?by force regardless of our relationship for these years!" After Nathaniel finished speaking, he directly stood up with Zion in his arms. Just as he wan

Penelope’s POV Sitting in the back seat of the sleek black car, I tried my best to remain calm, but my heart wouldn’t stop racing. This man, Brayden Giovanni, was an enigma. From the moment I woke up in the hospital and saw him standing there, I couldn’t shake the feeling that he was someone I should be cautious of. His presence was overwhelming—silent, yet demanding attention—and the mask he wore only added to the mystery. When he said I was to be a nanny, my mind went blank for a moment. A nanny? For his child? I thought someone like him would have a picture-perfect family—maybe a wife, a few more children, and a life far removed from mine.

"Are you getting into a tizzy already? We're just getting started. The good stuff is yet to come!" I slowly opened up another folder. A pair of lovers was shown on the screen, tangled up in each other. They were in the staff's quarters. As they changed positions, the man turned to the camera. It was Zachary. "Wow! Just as I'd expected. The nanny is involved with her employer!" "Mr. Campbell must be an idiot. Not only is he stupid, but he must be blind as well. His gorgeous wife wasn't enough for him. Yet, he had to cheat on her with the nanny."