The Nanny Read Online Novels & Stories

"That is hogwash! Yvonne is of noble stock, but you are not! Your blood is filthy! You think a peasant like you deserves Mr. Solomon?" Yvonne was gloating. "She's right. I got the firm a deal worth 4.5 million dollars in a month. A nanny's spawn can never get that kind of achievement. I have a PhD in law from Bullings University." Yeah, identity theft. They did it through and through. "Yeah. Know your place, nanny! Stay away from your master!" "Yvonne, you can't let her stay! God knows what she might do! She's already trying to steal your identity!"

she mumbled as she walk towards the car and knocked on the window Giving Ali a stern look who planned not having the door opened for her nanny, Not minding whether her nanny is meeting her for important purposes, she slowly lowered the window and came face to face to her nanny "Ali,My baby...care to explain why are you out so early?"Nanny Xu gently ask as she can only bit her lip lightly before smiling brightly at her

Katelyn strolled out of the kitchen and sat down in the chair by Hayley. Hayley was wearing a stretchy tee shirt with a scoop neck, and Katelyn's eyes seemed to stray automatically to the soft full mounds protruding above the neckline. It took a moment before the pretty mother realized she was staring, and she flushed slightly, surprised that she was looking at a woman's breasts. Katelyn had to remind herself what she had wanted to say, and she almost had to force her eyes away from the new nanny's cleavage. "You really seem to have a way with kids---- a good quality in a nanny." Katelyn smiled at Hayley.

“I’ll make sure Alessa understands exactly how sweet you are.” A soft sound cut through. A chuckle Not loud. I turned slowly. The nanny met my eyes this time, Didn’t look away this time. “Something funny?” I asked. “No, sir,” she said, calm. “The baby just bit on my nipples. It hurt a bit..” Her tone didn’t match the words. No flinch, No discomfort. Just… control. I held her gaze a second longer than necessary. There was something there. Something I couldn’t place.

~Rowan~ Numbers roll across my laptop screen while I half listen to Jason, his voice droning through my AirPods. Across the lounge, Rebecca sprawls on the rug with her colouring book, her legs folded, her crayons scattering like confetti. The new nanny sits beside my daughter, legs folded too, her long auburn hair falling forward as she leans in to touch my daughter’s colouring book. The damp fabric of her navy chiffon blouse stretches across the soft, full swell of her breasts, outlining the shadow of her nipples.

“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.” “I don't care, Anne. That's your job to sort out. The children have to accept someone. There's no time to deal with them.” “There is one last option, sir, but I think your children's wish is...” “Then bring that last option and don't disturb me any more for today.” He said, turning off his cell phone without even saying goodbye. As the car left its trail of destruction behind, someone woke up gasping in the cold of the night.

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.”

I didn’t expect the little info to have skipped my mind completely, but it did. “When is she coming in?” “90minutes.” “Okay. You can leave now.” I dismissed him as I turned my computer on and went straight to Nolamd’s Nanny website. Though their previous nannies hadn’t met my expectations. But I couldn’t give up. Especially knowing that their nannies are the best in the country. And Keren deserves the best, and simply the best. After browsing through their website and streams of nannies for ten minutes, without success. I logged off with a sigh.

Bold red marker at the top. NANNY WANTED I blinked, my brain trying to make sense of it. A nanny? Then I read the line underneath, and my breath caught. Pay: Two Million. Advance Payment Available.

“I need time to process—to understand what happened to you, where you’ve been—” “Of course,” Charlotte said smoothly. “We have all the time in the world now.” Then her gaze shifted to me. “And who might this be?” she asked, though something in her tone suggested she already knew exactly who I was. “That’s Layla!” Annie piped up immediately. “She’s my nanny and she’s really good at helping with my legs and she reads me stories and she’s also Dad’s gir—” Annie blurted out, then clapped both hands over her mouth, her eyes going wide with horror.