Chapter 26: Confessions of a Nanny
Moana

“Good morning.”

I jumped, clasping my hand over my heart and taking in a sharp breath as I slipped out of Edrick’s room, only to be immediately met with a familiar voice.

Ethan’s smiling face stared back at me. From one look at him, I knew that he knew that something was going on.

“Uh– I-It’s not how it looks like,” I stammered, looking around frantically with my back against the bedroom door in the hopes that no one else was watching.

Ethan merely chuckled. “Are you really an au pair?” he asked. I could sense a hint of humor behind his voice and it helped me relax just a tiny bit, but I still feared that I had ruined Ethan’s impression of me. I liked him as a person and desperately did not want him to think that I was just after his brother for money or s*x.

“I am, I swear,” I replied, grabbing Ethan’s arm without thinking and pulling him away from the door in case Edrick was awake and listening. “I’m not a mistress, or anything like that.”

that it’s any of my business, but it does sort of appear as

“No, really,” I said, lowering my voice so that no one else

again.

the pills and the alcohol, so he

Ethan asked, sounding a bit surprised. “Edrick has had sleeping problems since before Ella

just works. He usually falls asleep as soon as I do and wakes up as soon

furrowed his brow. “How did you

I had already had a one night stand with his brother, so I merely shrugged. “We both nodded off in the living room one night,” I lied. Ethan still seemed a bit

said, changing the subject and turning to walk down the stairs. “Breakfast

my absence by his side as he took the first step down, turned back to face

my secret being discovered still loomed heavily above my head. What made it even worse was knowing that, should we be caught, it would ultimately somehow wind up being entirely my fault. I couldn’t be entirely sure that anyone, including Ethan or Ella, wouldn’t still take the Alpha CEO’s side of the story over the poor human nanny’s side of

arrived

massive banquet hall that we dined in the night before, with a quaint and round family-sized table in the center that was covered by a lace tablecloth and laden with a beautiful array of breakfast foods. Ella, who was sitting next to her grandmother, jumped up when she saw me and skittered across the room to throw

om–” She paused, chewing on the syllables on her tongue, before giving up and turning to

a chuckle. “And it’s Belgian waffles.

face me. “Will you eat

cream on the side of her mouth, so

silver dome that was covering my plate, but before I could, a

you,” I said.

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255