His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Edrick

Ethan continued to hold the gun firmly up against Moana’s head. In the white blow of the bright spotlight that was trained on us, I could see the way that Moana’s red hair was stuck to her neck from sweating as her adrenaline surged through her. The ropes that held her to the hard metal chair in the middle of the floor crossed over her belly, restricting the little life inside of her. Seeing her like this made me feel physically sick, and if Ethan didn’t have a gun in his hand, then I would have ripped him to shreds as soon as I saw what he had done to her.

“Just let them go, Ethan,” I pleaded as I took another tentative step forward.

However, Ethan just pushed the gun harder into Moana’s temple.

“You’re a liar,” he said through his teeth. “I know that you and your mother had something to do with it, too. Don’t take me for a fool, Edrick. Your family has done nothing but brought me pain, and now I’ll make you feel the same pain.”

“Ethan, I seriously have no idea what you’re talking about,” I said. “My mother loved you like you were her own son. Sure, you and I never got along, but I would have never wanted your mother to die. I would never wish that sort of pain upon you.”

a deep breath. Beside her, Ella continued to sleep. I could see now that Ella’s chest was rising and falling gently, which filled me with immense relief; Ethan must have put her under a spell to make her sleep. I was glad that she wouldn’t have to see any of this, and I hoped that she wouldn’t remember anything from

the corner, though, Kelly still laid motionless on the floor. I couldn’t

Kelly?” I asked, nodding my

“Not yet,”

I didn’t want her to die. I knew now that Ethan probably played a rather large role in that whole ordeal, too. For all I knew, he had been whispering bullshit into her ear since the beginning, molding

said, “Moana and Ella don’t need to be involved in this. They’re both innocent, and I know that you care about both of them, although you won’t admit it

Ethan just stared at me. He seemed to loosen his grip on Moana a little more, but he didn’t seem to fully believe me. He nodded at the cops with

we all put the guns down at once?” I asked. “Everyone. No one is getting shot tonight. You and I can handle this the old fashioned way:

back at me with disbelief while their guns were still trained on Ethan. Of course it

the police chief nodded grimly and slowly laid his gun down on the ground. After a few moments of hesitation, the other police followed suit; what Ethan didn’t know was that there was a sniper trained on him from outside, ready to shoot just in case he tried anything. But, surprisingly, he didn’t try anything. Not yet, at least. Much to my surprise, he set his gun down and released his grip from around Moana’s neck. Moana let out a huge sigh of relief. I could see that her face was streaked with

head toward Moana. “Ella, too. Untie both of them

for a few moments. I could tell that he didn’t believe me.

I know you