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.

the car came to a halt, and strong arms yanked me out. The shock and disorientation of the sudden movement made my stomach lurch. I was hoisted over someone’s shoulder, the weight of my own body pressing down on his shoulder, making it even harder

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

air met my face. Blinking against the sudden onslaught of light, I tried to orient myself, taking in my

I was met with the scent of polished wood and leather. I wasn’t in some dilapidated warehouse or a barren

before me in his imposing stature, was Logan. A flood

a hint of genuine concern. He crouched down beside me, and his

instincts took over, and I revealed my fangs, poised to attack. But Logan, with unexpected humility, exposed his

a misunderstanding.” I was taken aback by the vulnerability in his stance, a stark contrast to the usual cold, calculated man

who had abducted me. “I told you

did as you instructed, sir. We smiled

of a smile is downright creepy!” I snapped, my anger flaring once again. “I thought you

each enormous and hulking mountains in their

may only stop beating the living daylights out of each other when she-” He

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,

air grew thick with tension. The silent mansion hallways echoed back the sounds of heavy breathing and the 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

dealt with surgical precision, each strike designed to incapacitate and harm. One man’s nose burst open, splattering blood onto the plush carpet below, while the other sported a rapidly swelling

a brutal and senseless showdown. Crimson stains marred the

appeared completely unfazed. He perched casually on the edge of his mahogany desk, watching the chaos unfold with a detached expression. There was no hint of remorse or concern on his face. Instead, he looked

opponent to the ground

an alarming shade of purple. I couldn’t bear it any