Why Do You Need A Nanny, Mr. CEO?

"Ha!" Ares sprawled on the bed, his body shaking frantically. His hands covered his face, which was gushing red. The strange but pleasant sensation spread throughout his body almost making him lose his mind. Carried by the young blood that swishes affectionately. “Haa… don't stop,” Ares sobbed pleadingly, his hands gripping the bedsheet tightly. The exhausted Ares is reluctant to stop this pleasure. He slowly opened his eyes which had been closed for so long. His still hazy vision began to catch the sight where a pair of soft hands with slender fingers were playing with his. "Faster Sis... hmm... don't slack off." Ares pleaded again, this time while looking at Biba's teary eyes. "Ack! That's enough Ares! Why do I have to clean up your thing?! You can take care of it yourself!” The woman shouts, her face bursting red like a smashed tomato, as she was so shame to look at her hands that were so wet and sticky. "Oh! Oh no! Ares doesn't want to hold that." "But why?! It's yours!" Bib

After almost a month of being terrorized by Cherish, who called almost every day to recite a curse spell so that Biba wouldn't get a job, Cherish's wish finally came true. When she does the calculations, the nanny job is a pretty good offer for her situation now. She doesn't need to worry about where to sleep, eat, or shit. As Cherish said, all the facilities were fulfilled, including a private room for a nanny. So, Biba doesn't have to bother her uncle and aunt anymore, even though she has to go back to Merrsilver City. In addition, the nine-year-old boy does look adorable in the picture that Cherish sent as bait to her who is weak to cuteness. "I'll be waiting for you at Merrsilver, bi*ch!" Cherish cheers from across the call. What Biba missed was the devilish laugh she makes after hanging up their call. "Hwehwehehahahaha!" Biba's hands were tightly clenched. Her teeth chattered. Her ears were gushing red as the folds on her forehead thickened. Biba took one breath at a time. Th

"This is a health matter. You were paid to be able to take care of Ares right? Now, Ares's mentality is still the same as that of a nine-year-old child. He was still shaken from the accident, and awkward with his own new body." "....." Jefri sighed and then added. "Can you imagine how stuffy it is to feel your body different than usual? Or more like, not your body at all? Ares's condition is like that. So I, and you, it's our job to make him adapt to his current body. This is also the order from the CEO, so Ares can produce offspring. Siastone's successor must have an heir. Understand?" Biba nodded, still with her mouth gaped. "Especially after five months of waking up, only the sexual part has not been aroused. So you have to work for your pay." Doctor Jefri scold her. Biba's heart raced. Her stomach churned. “For now, you need to make Ares's thing stand up first." "How do…. ?” Biba's innocent question left Mr. Darwin and Doctor Jefri bewildered. The two glanced at each other.