— I don’t care that she’s your mother, Igor! She insulted my parents, and that means I will treat her exactly as she deserves! And if I have to hit her, I will! Clear?!

“What do you think you’re doing? Are you out of your mind?” Igor’s voice was no louder than a whisper, but the steel grip of his fingers digging into Kristina’s forearm spoke louder than any shout. He nearly dragged her out of the brightly lit, noisy living room into a narrow, dim corridor, where the […]

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When I walked into the restaurant wearing a carrot-orange terry bathrobe and house slippers with pink pom-poms, the waiter at first couldn’t believe I was the birthday boy’s wife.

When I walked into the restaurant in a terrycloth robe the color of fresh carrots and house slippers with pink pom-poms, the waiter didn’t believe at first that I was the birthday boy’s wife. I swear I saw his eye twitch as he tried to figure out whether I was a lunatic or this was […]

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No nanny could last even a single day with the billionaire’s triplets… until a Black woman appeared—someone who did what no one else could.

A Nanny for the Billionaire’s Triplets All of Manhattan knew the legend of the Harrington triplets. Three six-year-old boys—Liam, Noah, and Oliver—had become famous for managing to drive away any nanny, governess, or housekeeper who dared to take the job. Their pranks had long since turned into near-urban folklore: food “battles,” doors slammed right in […]

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“You’ve been living here for three months already! And haven’t given a single penny!” – my husband’s sister and her husband decided to sit on my neck.

Natalya was wiping dust off the coffee table when she heard a familiar crunch. She lifted her head and froze. On the dark surface she had just cleaned, trash had reappeared. Sunflower seed shells. She glanced at the sofa, where Inga, her sister-in-law, sprawled. — Inga, maybe stop making a mess? — Natalya’s voice trembled […]

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