The Nanny Affair Novels & Stories

"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."

When I successfully carried it, I raised it to my face and pressed the power button by the side. The news my eyes saw made my heart leap very fast almost out of my chest. The news read; Multi billionaire and well known Charles of Beacon Hill Neighborhood nanny saga. After the burglary incident that occurred a few months ago in the house, a new nanny was employed. Alas, her job experience turned out to be in contrast to her jon description. According to some sources,the victim Emma Jones is living in fear as Charles' wife Juliet pounces on her on a daily basis”.

Danny asked, "How was the nanny? Is she now moving on from what happened?" Justin shook his head and he didn't know how to react. He didn't know what happened in those three years, all he knew was that the relationship changed and he did know that he had to go back from where it all began. Danny said, "You could not say it to me. You know, the nanny was the most secretive on all of us, and I knew that she was hurting by the way your grandfather died."

Romano screamed I couldn't talk, I lowered my gaze to my belly, and guess they did too cause I look up and they had disappointed looks on especially his Dad "How could you be so careless…!" "But Sir…..?" "Don't……don't you dare talk when I'm talking, if you are not careless you would have known that by now your belly needs to be a little bigger and not like a woman that's not pregnant'' ''But I don't think Robert is the problem, I think someone is definitely manipulating him and that's his mum, maybe we should eliminate her?" I said looking at Romano "No……we will do no such thing," Romano's Dad said ''I think Dad is right those people are very powerful, and wealthy the cops will definitely tr

Serena stormed into the living room like a hurricane in designer heels, her eyes blazing as she locked onto Damien. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” she hissed, waving her phone in the air. “These headlines are everywhere. ‘Damien Ross’s New Nanny Plays House with Billionaire and Baby.’ Are you trying to humiliate me?” Aunt Clara stepped out of Amy’s suite, positioning herself like a shield between Amy and the unfolding chaos. Theo, sensing the raised voices, started fussing in his high chair.

His deep voice boomed across the passageway. "No," Cynthia shook her head. "it's about the woman you hired as a nanny." My eyes perked up, Malachi raised his brow then softened his gaze as he turned and crouched before to Lila. "Piccolina, do you mind stepping into your room for a moment?" "Of course daddy!" She squealed then ran past us to her room. Malachi rose up, regarding Cynthia with that his hard stare. "I believe this woman is unfit and unstable to look after your daughter." I gasped at her words, my eyes widened but she just continued. "because I do not know why a nanny would drop a four year old on a counter table bigger than her."

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?

Ivy’s lips parted, like she was about to tell me to go to hell, but then she hesitated because that would mean disrespecting me— her brother’s doctor for years now. "You want me to what, Doc?" Her voice was hoarse. I assumed roughened by sleepless nights and too many quiet cries. "Be Sophie’s nanny," I repeated, calmer this time. More controlled so she would know I wasn’t kidding.. "You can live in my house. Everything’s free. Shelter, food, anything. All you have to do is look after my daughter, be her mother figure, I’ll pay you well. Bonuses, advance pay, health insurance, overtime pay, paid day offs. Name it."

Just like before, her face turns red at the smallest innuendo. “I see no reason why we should talk about that,” she says flustered as she tries to compose herself. But I'm not ready to let the moment pass. “Do you still have that birthmark? The one near your-” Before I can finish, she cuts me off with embarrassment and annoyance flashing in her eyes. “Excuse me! Can you please maintain a professional image?” she says with a firm voice, but her cheeks are still burning with colour. “Professional?” I say as my tone becomes grave. “Are you being professional? You're here in my office, dressed casually, when you're supposed to start your duties as nanny today.”

Her tone was laced with urgency. This time, Sarah knew something was wrong as her eyes were wide opened instantly, the sleep clearing off them. "What is it? Is there something wrong?" She inquired hastily. "Is it the kids? Did something happen to them?" The nanny shook her head negatively in response. "This isn't about the kids but you, ma'am." She said and picked up the remote from the lamp stand beside Sarah's bed, switching the big screen on. "Someone is out there trying to spread a rumor about you just to tarnish your image!"