His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 205: …But Satisfaction Brought It Back

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With an exasperated sigh, I picked up my phone to call my chief security officer.

“Afternoon, Mr. Morgan,” he said when he answered. “Everything alright?”

“Yes,” I replied. “But I need a favor. Do you have any female bodyguards you could send over for an interview?”

The chief security officer paused for a moment, thinking. “I do,” he replied. “I can send them over tomorrow. Is there anything you need them for specifically?”

I sighed again, thinking back on the incident with Moana and the male bodyguard that I had assigned to her. She clearly felt uncomfortable with him, and it was obvious that the other teachers and students were uncomfortable as well. All I wanted was for Moana to be protected, but it wasn’t going to help any if she kept pushing away the bodyguards.

someone who can work closely with my… fiancee,” I replied, still feeling strange about referring to Moana as that. Even though we had marked each other and had become a lot more affectionate since it had happened, we were still technically not in any sort of official relationship. At least, we hadn’t talked about it yet. “She needs someone who can be helpful with kids, and someone who’s easy to get along with

more moments, the security officer paused. I could hear him typing on a keyboard on the other end, like

is it?” I

in family settings, and it looks like she performed excellently on all of her physical and intellectual

relief. “Send her over to the penthouse tomorrow,” I replied. “I’d like to have an interview with

I could finally rest easy during the day knowing that Moana had an experienced bodyguard by her

it was so important for her to be more open to this new bodyguard. When she came home that

immediately sent Ella off to her room to play before grabbing me by the arm and pulling me unceremoniously into my study. When the door was shut behind us, she folded her arms across her

the car, not that he would sneak around with binoculars and spy on my every move. Yesterday, he mistook another red-haired teacher for me. Today, one of my students started crying because she was scared

my head. “No, Moana,” I replied. “Look… I’m sorry, but you need a bodyguard. I don’t feel comfortable with you and Ella returning to school with someone just sitting outside. Someone could sneak in. You could shift

insisted. “I think that I would know if I was going to

shift for the first time as children, in a safe environment with teachers. But as a late bloomer such as yourself, things are different. I understand that you’re entitled to your independence, but do you want

inside of her cheek. “Fine,” she finally said quietly. “I get it… I get that I’m just a late bloomer

raised my eyebrows, shocked at this sudden use of words. “What are you talking about?”