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.”

Thankfully, as I spoke his grip seemed to loosen, allowing Moana to finally draw in 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

on the floor. I couldn’t tell if

you kill Kelly?” I asked, nodding my head toward

chuckled. “Not yet,” he

to myself. As much as I despised Kelly for what she did to Moana in the Rogue district and for how nasty she was, 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

innocent, and I know that you care about both of them, although you won’t admit it right now. So why don’t you put the gun

Moana a little more, but he didn’t seem to fully believe me. He nodded at the cops with his head. “What about them? They’ll just shoot me if I put the gun

I asked. “Everyone. No one is getting shot tonight. You and I can handle this the old

the cops, who looked back at me with disbelief while their guns were still trained on Ethan. Of course it was risky, but it was the only way to get the

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 tears, but they had all dried by now. Later, I would have to make sure she knew just how brave I thought she was for holding it together; it was clear that she had been distracting Ethan and stalling for time when we came in. If she hadn’t done that, then both Moana and Ella very well might have been dead by the time we

too. Untie both of them and let them go over to

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

voice shaking. “Please. I know you care about us. Please let