A nanny for the CEO widower

“Yes, Mr. Collen, there was a shameful incident here, but let's go, I apologize," Marianne continued to look disdainfully at Johanne, who was blushing with embarrassment in front of the man.Eduard Collen, the powerful president of Collen Industries, came to the supermarket every day to buy coffee. His gaze was cold and devoid of any emotion. Unconsciously, he looked at Johanne, who, at first glance, appeared fragile to him. He was moved to see her with her baby in her arms, and he found her very beautiful. Although he didn't know what was really going on, he quickened his pace."George, good afternoon. Sorry about my secretary; she always interferes in everything.""It's okay, young man," George replied with a smile, while Marianne continued to show displeasure. "Go easy, Marianne; I'll take care of her."Marianne and Eduard left the supermarket as they were running late for a meeting. However, Eduard couldn't resist asking about what had happened in the store. He wanted to distract

Johanne starts working at Collen Mansion, where only the father and his young son lived. Although Jhin continued with his whimsical airs and spoiled attitude, she filled herself with patience to keep her job, trying to handle his outbursts and lack of acceptance. She wanted to give him the love she couldn't provide to her own little one during the day, as she had to leave him at George's house, in the care of others.A week had passed since her routine began, and though she felt like she was going crazy, there was one thing that motivated her: seeing her beloved Angel's eyes again. "How was your day, dear?" George hands her her child. "Hi, George, all good, thank you very much," she receives her son and covers him in kisses. "I don't know how long I can handle this, but I'll try to make it work for a good while.""Dear, you have to understand that Jhin and Eduard went through a huge loss, it's still relatively recent. Stay there, with time the boy will grow affectionate towards you."

However, she couldn't resist the weight of his eyes and fell asleep. In the cold of the early morning, she felt like she was being watched, and she wasn't wrong. When she jolted awake, she felt a cold, nauseating breath in front of her. When her eyes opened, she tried to scream, but a hand covered her mouth. "Shh, little one, don't scream, or you'll wake the children, and I don't need them awake for what we want to do," he said. She only shook her head, and her eyes indicated a refusal.Bruno grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the room. She tried to break free but felt something pointed at her stomach. "What... what is that Bruno?" "Today, you're going to be mine, whether you want it or not," he said, and she looked terrified, not just because of the gun but because of what he intended to do. The mere idea of abuse, especially with the children in the house, filled her with the worst fear. "No, Bruno, please don't hurt me. I beg you, let me go to the children's room." "No, Joh

George had decided to go on a trip to visit one of his children, unable to bear the absence of his wife. This left Johanne completely alone. He had become her support, and his absence was keenly felt.The days passed, and Johanne knocked on every door she could to find a job, but no one would accept her with her baby. Resigned to the idea that she wouldn't find anything, she decided to do what a determined woman would do."Let's see, little one, we have to go to work. Do you know what your grandmother's dream was? She wanted to have a big flower shop. Well, we're going to fulfill that dream," Johanne told her son. Angel only smiled; he had no idea what his mother was talking about. However, she bundled him up against the cold. She had bought a small cart and a bunch of simple flowers to sell, investing her last bit of capital with the hope of making enough money to eat.At some point in her life, when her husband was around, going out to sell on the streets would have been utterly emb

Later, Edward parked in front of Johanne's house, feeling a chill creep into his chest as he gazed at its modesty. Though it wasn't an ugly place, it was a small house, light blue in color, with an unassuming facade. For a moment, he thought it was impossible that she lived there.He sat in his car for over ten minutes, unsure of what he was waiting for, thinking it over and over again before getting out and knocking on her door. But after contemplating it several times, he decided to leave. However, his opinion changed when he saw her emerging from her house alone, carrying a small suitcase. Her expression clearly indicated that she wasn't doing well. In an impulsive move, he quickly got out of the car and approached her."Miss Johanne," when she heard the voice of her Adonis, she couldn't believe it and kept walking, thinking that fatigue was playing tricks on her."Johanne, please wait," Edward crossed the street towards her and took her by the arm. She jumped in surprise. "If the