Nanny and the Alpha Daddy

#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.”

“I know, love,” I said gently, still holding her hand. “But I’m right here with you. See?” I walked down the first couple of steps and then turned to look back up at her. She stared at me, still with that skeptical look on her face, before she shakily took the first step.

It took us longer than 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 would eventually see us on the cameras later, and I hoped that we would be long gone by then — so I took us instead through the back door that led to the alleyway.

But she didn’t ask anything

I wasn’t sure. All I knew for sure was that this was for the best; even if she hated

checking over my shoulder the entire time, before we eventually came out onto

there would be, there was a cab waiting for us a

and so I picked her up and rushed down

whimpered as we ran closer

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

was running away and stealing his daughter. The longer I looked up at 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 through his open window. How it

none of that mattered now, because he was going to hurt me and my baby. And no matter how much I had grown to love him

away from the penthouse and make my way over to the waiting cab. I opened the door and ushered the sleepy and scared Ella into the

address for the hotel 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 doubted that she would have allowed any regular cab driver to take us to the hotel, as an

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

and she wouldn’t need to be

I began to get a bad feeling in my stomach. A pit

it was, but something was

to be going north,” I said quietly, pointing out the window. But the cab