Page 89 of Nanny and the Beast

I scroll through the various cameras until I find the one I want.

It’s the clip from ten minutes ago.

Emma fills my screen. She’s lying on her side wearing a silver slip dress. Her dark hair tumbles out on the pillow as she stares out of the window. I wish there was a device that could let me read the thoughts in her head.

This obsession has taken root inside me, and it’s only growing stronger by the day. I don’t know what I’m going to do about it.

When I was younger, I made a promise to myself that I would never let a woman rule my world.

But the second this girl entered my life, I knew everything was about to change. Nothing would ever be the same again.

Emma sighs and rolls over so she’s on her back. I switch to a different camera. My breathing turns erratic when I see the way her full tits spill out of the silk lingerie. I can see a hint of her rosy nipples. I want to close my lips around those hard buds. I wantto roll my tongue around them and see if she tastes as sweet as she looks.

“Please tell me that’s not what I think it is,” Alaric says, sitting beside me.

“It’s none of your business.” I put my phone away. I notice that other people are taking their seats as well.

“It’s too much,” he says. “Even for you.”

“You saw nothing,” I say.

“I wish I saw nothing,” he mutters. “But really, man? How can your conscience allow you to place cameras in her bedroom? That’s wrong on so many levels.”

“After what happened the last time, I didn’t want to take any chances,” I say.

“That’s why we used the agency and did all those background checks this time. You don’t need to do all that.” He gestures to my phone.

I remain quiet.

“You know she can sue you if she finds those cameras. It’s not cool,” he says.

“She won’t find them,” I say.

“Yes, because you’re going to remove them when you return home,” he instructs. “Right?”

“Fine,” I growl.

I don’t like the idea of not keeping tabs on her.

She awakened an animal instinct in me. The beast in me is only concerned about staking his claim on the girl, no matter what that looks like. This possessiveness over her feels normal.

Alaric pats my back. “I believe in you. You have what it takes to be a decent man.”

A hush falls over the room as Alexander Radcliffe, head of the Dark Web division, stands up.

There’s a haunted look in his eyes as he looks at everyone in attendance. These are eyes that have seen too much. They’veseen what hell on earth looks like. As the head of the Dark Web division, he works with his team to investigate the kind of sinister crimes that end up on the dark web.

“Let’s begin,” he says, his weathered voice calm but commanding. “First, I want to thank you all for making it here on such short notice. We don’t call meetings like this unless it’s absolutely necessary, and this is one of those times. My team has uncovered information that demands our full attention—something that requires all hands on deck. It’s an international problem.”

The screen behind him comes to life. It’s a global map that’s glowing with scattered red dots. It’s a sinister map of hidden servers and encrypted paths.

“It’s worse than we thought,” Alexander says. “We’ve uncovered a network operating deep within the dark web. They’re trafficking and distributing…videos. Exploitation of children, some as young as five.”

Everyone sits up straighter in their chairs.

“I assume you’ve already tried tracing this network?” Tracey Hughes, the head of the Narcotics division, asks.

Alexander nods. “We’ve traced payments through several shell companies, but the servers hosting these files are constantly moving. Whoever’s behind this is tech-savvy. They’re taking every precaution to make sure that they remain hidden.”

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