Nanny and the Alpha Daddy

#Chapter 119: Secret Fiancee

Edrick

The sad look on Moana’s face that night broke my heart. I wasn’t planning in the slightest to make Kelly my wife, even if I only made her my fake wife. But even as I reassured Moana that she wouldn’t have anything to worry about, she still didn’t seem to believe me. How could I tell her that I wasn’t planning on making anyone my wife, real or fake? Even though I knew that Moana was my fated mate, I had still grown up seeing how horrible my father was to my mother. I could only see how marriage and mate bond made my mother miserable.

But the way that she looked that night made me wonder otherwise.

I didn’t know if I could make Moana my real wife… But I still couldn’t help but wonder if I could find a way to make her realize that she didn’t have to worry.

I wasn’t going to marry anyone else if it wasn’t going to be Moana.

…

so I quietly slipped out and made my way over to my own room to get ready for work. I had stopped caring whether the maids or the housekeeper found out that Moana and I were sleeping together at this point; after the fact that we slept together all day and all night after the incident with the Rogues, I was almost entirely certain that they all knew anyway. In fact, I was fairly certain that they all knew before then, when we used to sleep together, but they were just too polite to mention it. Now, however, I didn’t care whether they knew or not. In a way, Moana was becoming the lady of the house. She was the mother of my child, after all. Even if we didn’t have any sort of relationship behind closed doors, I expected the servants to treat her

her. She had some sort of special ability to calm people; not only had I seen it first hand with myself, but I had seen how well she pacified children. Even Selina had mentioned how easily Moana had

to her. She was a lot like me, and always had a bit of a temper when things didn’t go her way — and, admittedly, I spoiled her quite a lot, which led to a lot of tantrums. However, as soon as Moana began living with us, Ella was nothing short of sweet and mild-mannered. At first I thought she was just happy to finally have a motherly figure living in the apartment, but over time I began to realize that it wasn’t just that. Moana was special, and there was no doubt about it now. As I got dressed, I knew that I would have to do my own research soon to find

smile on my face as I drove after sleeping so well, despite the fact that Moana was upset with me. But I knew that she wouldn’t be mad at me anymore after today; I didn’t know

outside. There were always reporters outside, trying to interview myself or other employees on the business’s secrets, but today there were far more than usual. I felt a lump rise in my throat as I parked, knowing what was going to happen next. I could only sit there in

worked up my nerve, I

as I did, reporters began to swarm me and barrage me with questions

“Do you have any explanation for your appearance in the hospital the other day? Why were you covered in mud? Who was the mystery woman with you,

family friend, Kelly? Is she really just a friend, or something more? Is it true that you have a daughter with her? If so, why have you

my head down and not be blinded by the flashing lights. I was used to this sort of onslaught right now, and normally had no problems ignoring the press and just getting to where