All Chapters of The CEO's Fated Nanny : Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

Theodore “Isa wait. Let's talk about this baby, you can't say something like that and just leave,” I plead with my wife softly, trying to get her to rethink her decision. Isabel has always been much too stubborn for her own good. “No! There's nothing to talk about Theodore and you know it,” she says calmly while staring at me, daring me to fight her on this.Usually, at this point I back off and let her have her way but not this time. This time I have to be more stubborn than she could ever be.“You're not leaving Isabel, I won't let you. How could you even think about leaving us? Are you even thinking about me? Our family? Our children?!” I ask with quiet anger. She laughs loudly and that makes my blood boil. She knows that Ethan and Emile are in the next room but she makes no effort to avoid disturbing their sleep. Another instance of Isabel being too selfish to be a good mother.“Am I even thinking about us?” she asks incredulously after her deep laughter. “We both know there is

“You what?!!” I put my palm to my ears dramatically. It is much too early to deal with noise but I know Xander deserves an explanation for why I returned with only the clothes on my back last night.She was gracious enough to let me sleep without having to talk about it but her curiosity has gotten the best of her. So here we are, two girls sitting on her bed in the darkness of the early morning.“Can't we talk about it after you get back from work?” I groan and fall back onto the soft pillows, trying to escape the conversation. “How do you fucking expect me to face Mr Thompson today without knowing the full fucking story?!” she shrieks.I groan again, louder this time, when I hear his name. Last night, after finding out the Theodore Thompson I knew is my new employer, I ran out of his house as fast as my legs could carry. I can feel my face turn a little red as I think of what Mrs Jenkins and the children must think of me now. And him…“Oh shit!” I sit up in bed immediately and as

NovaI'm trapped. My back is pressed against the wall as Theodore's body towers over mine, radiating a potent, sexual energy. The closeness is suffocating, yet enticing, making my skin prickle with sensitivity and it takes everything in me not to reach out and touch him.My arousal has me in a state of hyper awareness, so when he leans forward and my nipples graze against his body, I find it hard to keep my eyes open and I feel my juices oozing onto my panties. “You're mine…” he says in a deep, husky voice. A baritone voice that has haunted my sex dreams for years.“You're mine, Starlight.”And just like that, the spell that trapped me in his sensual web is broken. Memories of him calling me his Starlight, memories of our past romance floods in, and with those memories come all the pain of his betrayal. Anger courses through my veins and I push his wide chest, trying to create some distance between us. To my surprise, he allows himself to be pushed and takes a step back, his eyes n

My head is filled with different thoughts during the drive to the Thompson mansion. One of the most recurring one is what I would do if Mrs Jenkins and the twins want nothing to do with me again after I ran away from them the last time I was here. Even though Theodore is the only one with the authority to terminate my employment for the next year according to the contract, running away from my job probably didn't do well for my professional image in Mrs Jenkins eyes. And as for the twins, they are seven and have probably forgotten everything about me by now. Just this morning, I was convinced I'd never see the twins again and that the next time I see Mrs Jenkins would be to briefly tell her I'm resigning, but things have changed drastically since then. Now I am returning to work for the man who broke my heart and who was a major player in my parent's death and everything that subsequently happened, as a corporate spy. Yet what I am most worried about is his children hating me. Th

TheodoreI stand in front of the board of stakeholders, concluding the presentation I had prepared for them.“...and we are confident that this approach will yield significant benefits and position our company for continued success,” I finish.The room bursts in applause and I watch seasoned business leaders and investors nod their heads in approval and relief. I stand back with a satisfied smile and accept my well deserved praise. For the last few days, I have thrown myself into solving a sudden problem that threatened the company and now I have once again proven myself. However, as the clapping dies down, one voice rises in skepticism. Reginald Sharpe, an old bastard who has always been vocally against my position as CEO. As he speaks, my smile slowly drops, replaced by undisguised disdain. It is no secret what we think of each other.“Theo,” he says condescendingly and my sneer deepens. “Your plan is innovative, as usual, but there is one area where you seem to be struggling.”Mu