His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 264 #Chapter 12 New Beginnings

Ella

The suffocating darkness of the burlap sack seemed to amplify every sound and sensation. The rough fabric chafed against my skin, and the acrid smell of stale sweat filled my nostrils. I could feel the car’s movements, every twist and turn of the winding roads, and the muted voices of the men accompanying me.

They were taking me far away from home. I could feel it. And if I knew anything about the Mafia… I knew that I wouldn’t be coming back.

Using every ounce of Ema’s strength and courage that was left, I tried to break free. My legs kicked wildly, and my muffled shouts resonated through the tight confines of the vehicle, but the men around me seemed unperturbed.

“Please!” I called out, struggling against the absurdly tight restraints around my wrists. “Please, just let me go! I’ll disappear! You’ll never hear from me again!”

No one responded to my pleas, no hands attempted to calm me or even restrain me further. It was as if they had done this countless times before, grown immune to the sounds of their victims’ distress.

After what felt like an eternity, I felt a change. The car’s rumbling transitioned from the smooth asphalt to the gravelly crunch of a driveway. I braced myself, hoping for an opportunity to escape or, at the very least, to see where they were taking me.

hoisted over someone’s shoulder, the weight of my own body pressing down on his shoulder, making it even harder for me to breathe. Despite the fear and confusion, I continued my struggle, kicking

I screeched, wriggling beneath the man’s iron grip. “Let me go, you fucker!” The journey on foot was short but intense. Every step the man took jarred me, but ther feeling of plush carpeting beneath me as I was placed down gave me a brief moment of relief. My heart raced in anticipation

burlap sack was yanked off, a rush of cool air met my face. Blinking against the sudden onslaught of light, I tried to

the scent of polished wood and leather. I wasn’t in some dilapidated warehouse or a barren field. It was an opulent mansion, with intricate chandeliers

me in his imposing stature, was Logan. A flood

a hint of genuine concern. He crouched down beside me, and his hands worked quickly to release me from

scrambled to my feet, my legs wobbly but determined. My instincts took over, and

like,” he said. “But I assure you, this was just a misunderstanding.” I was taken aback by

his attention to the men who had abducted me. “I told you to

stepped forward, his face etched with fear. “We did as you instructed, sir. We smiled and asked her to come with us. But she

I snapped, my anger flaring once again. “I thought

each enormous and hulking mountains in their

only stop beating the living daylights out of each other when she-” He nodded his head toward me.”-decides that you’re

cold finality, and his men hesitated for just a split second before they squared off against each other. My heart raced, my eyes darting between. the two burly men, incredulous that they would obey such a chilling

shuffling of feet. With a quick nod of mutual agreement, they lunged at each other, fists raised. The first punch landed with a sickening thud, jolting my

with surgical precision, each strike designed to incapacitate and harm. One man’s nose burst open, splattering blood

of a brutal and senseless showdown. Crimson stains marred the ivory carpet, the once regal ambiance replaced by the

the edge of his mahogany desk, watching the chaos unfold with a detached expression. There was no hint of remorse or

pinning his opponent to the ground and wrapping his thick fingers around his

eyes bulged, and his face began turning an alarming shade of