All Chapters of Nanny and the Alpha Daddy: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

MoanaThe bodyguard dropped me off in front of the school, and I got out of the car.Already, as I walked up the pathway to the entrance of the school, I could see that some of the older students and even other teachers were giving me strange looks. I didn’t think too much of it, however, as I had just gotten out of an unmarked vehicle with tinted windows and an intimidating-looking man in the driver’s seat. I would have stared at me, too.But as I headed inside, the staring continued. Even people who hadn’t seen me get out of the car were giving me odd looks. I felt as though people were whispering about me; but, once again, I decided not to let it get to me and headed to my classroom.Once I got to my classroom, I decided to head to the faculty lounge to make myself a cup of coffee and warm up a scone, just as I always did when I first got to school. When I entered the faculty lounge, a couple of other teachers were sitting at the table and chatting. As soon as I walked in, though,

EdrickThe thought of sending Moana back to work and Ella back to school made me incredibly nervous, but I knew that it needed to be done. It wasn’t fair to keep them both cooped up, and as long as they both had the proper protection, I decided that it would be alright if it would make my girls happy.On the first day, Moana went to work by herself while I talked to Ella. Ella was becoming increasingly aggravated lately, seeing as how she didn’t remember anything from the night of the kidnapping. Eventually, however, she was bound to find out; surely her little friends at school had heard whisperings of what happened at the warehouse already, and although the details of what really happened weren’t known by the public yet, I didn’t want Ella to learn about it from anyone except for me.So, while Moana was at work, I sat Ella down to talk to her. She was holding one of her dolls tightly in her hand and brushing its hair furiously, as though she was taking a bit of her frustration out o

MoanaThe first day that my colleagues and students got wind of the bodyguard situation was already bad enough. By the second day, people were really beginning to pick up on the fact that a strange, intimidating man was sitting outside of the school and watching me with binoculars. Combined with the fact that everyone seemed to think that I was bad luck as a late bloomer, I quickly became even more of an outcast amongst the other teachers and even some of the older students. What I was most worried about, though, was that this would somehow reflect on Ella. I could handle people looking negatively upon me, but if they began to look negatively upon Ella because of me, then I couldn’t live with it.When I went home on the second day, I decided that I had had enough. Yes, some horrible things had happened; but this whole bodyguard situation wasn’t working out, and I couldn’t risk it ruining both mine and Ella’s reputations in an environment where our reputations were already fairly shaky

Moana“I’m sorry,” Edrick whispered, his eyes wide as he took in my appearance. “I didn’t mean it.”His face showed nothing but sincerity. I was hurt by what he had said, but I couldn’t stay mad at him. Without a word, I held my arms out for him.Edrick looked at me for a moment with shock on his face before he slowly walked toward me. He walked right into my arms, and his scent overwhelmed me. That sweet, tantalizing scent that made a shiver run down my spine.Outside, the sky had darkened and it had begun to rain. The sound of the rain hitting my windows filled the silence around us, and the darkness made me want to feel more of Edrick’s warmth.I looked up at him then. He was watching me intently as he held me, his steely gray eyes searching my face with sincerity and pure emotion. In the dark light of the thunder storm outside, I thought that he looked so handsome. His gray eyes were ever so slightly glowing that same silver color as before, and I felt a slight smile spread across

MoanaWhen we arrived at the police station, Edrick helped me out of the cop car and held me closely as we walked inside. Once we were inside, I immediately noticed that the other people who were there suddenly got very quiet and started giving Edrick and I strange looks. I tried to ignore it, but it was hard to do that when I had spent the last two days at work being whispered about. Only this time, I didn’t know whether they were whispering about my “unluckiness” as a late bloomer or whether they were whispering about the warehouse incident.Either way, I felt myself getting somewhat sick as the officer led us down a narrow and fluorescent-lit hallway to the interrogation room.We stopped outside the door and he opened it, letting me in. It was a small room with a metal table in the center, a couple of chairs, and a fluorescent light on the ceiling. I could see a camera in the corner of the ceiling and a “mirror”, which I was certain was a one-way mirror. I instantly felt even more