His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 185: The Cab Driver

Moana

Ella took my outstretched hand. As I helped her get up, she rubbed her eyes sleepily and looked up at me with more confusion written across her face.

“You’re taking me to meet my real mommy?” she murmured. “What do you mean? My mommy is dead.”

“Ella…” I crouched down to her level and held her by both shoulders, looking at her intensely. “I’ll explain later, okay? For now, I just need you to trust me. Do you trust me?”

Ella stared at me for a few moments, looking skeptical, before she finally nodded and didn’t ask any more questions. I helped her get dressed quickly, then put her shoes on and grabbed both of our bags. Opening the door just a crack, I checked once more to make sure that the apartment was still quiet. It seemed as though everyone was asleep. Of course, there was still a chance that Edrick was awake, so we would have to move quickly. I took Ella’s hand and quickly led her across the living room and over to the foyer.

Since the elevator would ding and make noise, I decided to take us downstairs through the fire exit stairs. I quietly opened the fire exit door next to the elevator and brought Ella into the dimly lit concrete stairwell with me.

“Moana,” she said, pausing at the top of the stairs, “why are we going down this way? I never go down this way, and it’s scary in here.”

down the first couple of steps and then turned to look back up at her. She stared at me,

I would have liked, but eventually we made it down to the bottom floor. I couldn’t walk us through the lobby where people would see us — although I was certain that someone

she didn’t ask anything this time,

me for everything that was happening that night, but I wasn’t sure. All I knew for sure was that this was for the best; even if she

the entire

just as Olivia said there would be, there was a cab waiting

again, but freedom was so close, and so I picked her up and rushed down the street with her in one arm, my bag in

we ran closer to the

she spoke, I felt tears poking at the backs of my eyes. Involuntarily, I froze for a moment and took one last look up at the

the penthouse, imagining the lonely Alpha billionaire tossing and turning, the more I remembered how it felt to sleep in his arms. How it felt to wake up with him and feel the warm sun shining in

And no matter how much I had grown to love

the penthouse and make my way over to the waiting cab. I opened the

that I had written down. But the cab driver didn’t take it, and as she pulled away from the curb, it seemed as though she knew where we were going. It did make sense, after all; Olivia probably knew this cab driver personally. I

She was thin, wearing a beanie that covered most of her hair and a blue surgical mask. As she drove, the radio played staticky music

would be all over and she wouldn’t need to be

the cab driver took us through the glowing city, I began to get a bad feeling in my stomach. A pit of dread

know what it was, but something was definitely not

But