The Nanny Affair Novels & Stories

Her siblings still unaware of the tidal wave about to hit them. That was before everything fell apart. The embezzlement scandal. The lawsuits. The media storm. The betrayal from people they once trusted. It all happened so fast, the Narciso name collapsing under the weight of corporate deceit and public shame. Her father’s reputation shredded, her mother trying to hold the family together with trembling hands, and her younger siblings forced to leave school. They were drowning. And no one was coming to save them. No one… except for one name: Salvador.

The ones in the past had to force Annika to get comfortable with them, but Milana did not. And out of the past nannies, only one made it out alive. One of them had the guts to give my daughter her nude pictures to get my attention, just so I could fuck her. Seriously??? Even if I fuck all the women in the world, I will never even think of fucking my daughter’s nanny. That's against my rule. I sent her out the next day. She's the only one who made it out alive actually. Others crimes were so extreme. “I hope so,” I utter softly, the loud music from the speakers in the club barring in my ears.

Lucy was their nanny, a retired police officer and was good at helping them hide the boy since she was told that bad people were after him. "She called before we got here and I told her to send him there. I thought Nathan's dad was on our side, what happened?" Jane curiously asked. Betty let out a bitter smile, "Wasn't it obvious that he chose his wife? I shouldn't have just caused her miscarriages, I should have killed her like I did his first wife."

By the time I returned to Hemsworth Group, my wolf had gone cold. The office felt suffocating. The tech team stood rigid, the air thick with dread. No one spoke, all eyes shifted to Collins. He swallowed, stepping forward. “Alpha Nathan… Lana might have been referring to the nanny at Hemsworth Villa.” He handed me a tablet. The footage played silently, it was clear as day. The nanny, her face pale, accepting a large sum of money from a disguised figure. Her hands trembled only after the exchange was done. My temperature dropped another degree.

"Continue to follow me, madam, including her phone and information. See who she is in contact with every day." After getting an affirmative answer, he hung up the phone and walked to buy breakfast. After coming back from the hospital, Shawn heard Fifi throwing a tantrum with the nanny. She said that the car nuts the nanny bought were not authentic. It was not imported from Chile. The nanny's eyes were red from being scolded by her. Fifi was still not able to vent her anger. She grabbed a handful of collars and threw them at her. "Fifi, stop right now!" Shawn strode over and helped the nanny block the ballots. He then asked the nanny to hurry out.

“Any issues?” "Just one," I said, leaning in close to the gap, dropping my voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "The contract should have been joint custody. We need to be aligned on who's running the nanny. I don't want her coming to you every time the kid sneezes." A genuine smile-cold, triumphant, and utterly devastating-curled upon his lips. “Don’t worry, Baxon. The nanny won’t be coming to me about Tifania’s sneezes. She’ll be coming to me about the things that truly matter.”

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.

​Gideon’s gaze shifted between the two of them before finally returning to Valerius again. “You really don’t know who I am?” he asked suddenly. Valerius frowned slightly. “Should I? ​Several employees quietly sucked in nervous breaths. Nobody spoke to Gideon Vance that way. But strangely, Gideon didn’t look offended. If anything, he looked even more focused on her. ​Then, after a long silence, Gideon spoke again. “My daughter needs a new nanny.” ​Valerius blinked. “…What?” ​“Our previous nanny quit this morning.”

And I sure as hell didn’t want her to hear me talking about her breasts. Or the fact that I had been leering at them. She would think I was a pervert and run away. “Are you fucking kidding me?” Camille hissed. “You ARE fucking the nanny!” “No, I’m not! Eileen isn’t like that. She is sweet and smart, and she'd never just have a fling with someone.” Camille rolled her eyes. “Well, there has to be something wrong with her. She is letting someone else’s baby ruin her body. Does she love money that much?”

Nathan looked at his mother, frustration clear in his voice. If she were only to work as a housemaid in his mansion, he wouldn’t care. But this involved his son — a tiny baby only a month old. He couldn’t allow a stranger to be that close to his child. What if that woman had bad intentions? What if she stole something, or worse — harmed the baby, or kidnapped him for ransom? Those thoughts made Nathan uneasy. “I trust her. Look at her face — she looks innocent and kind,” Mawar said, trying to reassure him.