Chapter 259 #Chapter 7 Not Goodbye

Ella

Logan said nothing. The ambiance of the room was thick with tension, so much so that it felt almost palpable. I understood now what this man’s true intentions were. With my heart pounding wildly against my chest, I stood, grabbing my purse.

“Well, like I said, I’ll be forwarding your case to one of the other lawyers in the firm,” I said, taking a step back. “Dinner was a pleasure, but I don’t believe it’s appropriate for this to continue.”

I turned to leave, but immediately stopped in my tracks. Before, there had been one man standing by the elevator, and now there were four. And I could tell that they weren’t going to let me leave.

The dim lighting, the bodyguards blocking my exit, and Logan’s intense gaze felt intimidating and suffocating.

There was silence. The room felt palpable with tension. All at once, I wanted to both rush forward and kiss him again as his scent overwhelmed me and I wanted to leap out of the window to get away from him.

“Let me out,” I said, my voice shaky but defiant.

“What do you mean?” Logan asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.

Why were they with him all of the time? And why did he feel the need to have so

to his

dripping with annoyance. “I won’t hold a lady here against her will,” I huffed and turned back to the elevator, which was now free, and began insistently pressing the button to go down. Logan’s voice suddenly came

to pass up an opportunity?” he asked, his intoxicating scent wafting toward me from across the room. “I couldn’t force anyone to be my girlfriend, but I could provide you with easy cases. I can help you

sweet time to come back to the top and glared

want to be with me after you spent enough time

quivering with a mix of anger

if I said I could help you take

it,” I snapped. “It’s not about the cases, Logan. It’s about your behavior, your attitude. No matter if it was marriage or work, I don’t want to be

last

my wolf. I didn’t understand him,

dinged, and the doors slid open. I rushed inside, clutching my purse tightly beneath

meet like this,” I said, trying to sound resolute. “We’ll see about that,” he replied cryptically. “Join me for dinner tomorrow.

“Goodbye, Logan.”

Morgan. Just… see you soon.” His words sent shivers down my spine. With that, the elevator doors shut in front of me, blocking

as I could

mate

my mind, full of anger.

the ominous atmosphere, the

of a restless doze. With a groan, I got ready for work, hoping the office routine would serve

I had the time for a few tasks. Bemused, I accepted

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