His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 265 #Chapter 13 Sleeping With The Flanco

Ella

As we exited the mansion, the gravel crunched underfoot, the sound reverberating in the otherwise silent evening. Logan led the way, his long strides confident and unhurried.

We approached a sleek black car with tinted windows. Its polished surface mirrored the moon’s glow, casting eerie reflections of our figures.

“Get in,” he instructed, not a command so much as a casual suggestion. But his clear blue eyes told a different story. They were always watching, assessing. I hesitated, eyeing the vehicle and then him.

“Where are we going?” My voice carried a hint of defiance, a touch of the suspicion I felt. Logan had an unpredictable streak that made him intriguing, but also undeniably dangerous.

“To eat,” he replied nonchalantly, as though it was the most obvious thing in the world. “I know a good place.” The guarded expression didn’t leave my eyes. “And why should I trust you? If you try any tricks, Logan, I swear, I’ll kill you.”

and unexpected. With an amused smile playing on his lips, he tilted his head, fully exposing the vulnerable column of his neck. “Like I

taken aback by his audacity. “You’re full of shit.” Logan chuckled, a rich sound that held

sliding in. As he took the driver’s seat, the scent of leather and a hint of his cologne filled

less-frequented roads. I realized we weren’t as isolated as I’d thought. The towering buildings of the city loomed in the distance, illuminated by a myriad of lights, a

perspective, a shimmering mirage against the

Logan was pulling into a parking space outside a quaint burger joint by the water. The neon sign

are,” Logan declared, a hint of pride in his voice. “Told you I

Logan would go to eat. It seemed like nothing more than a simple waterside burger joint. But then

still can’t fathom it,” I murmured to myself as I stepped out of the luxurious car.

a boyish grin. “For someone who claims to be such an independent spirit, you

thought to myself. That was meant for Ema. “Sorry,” I said, clenching my jaw tightly.

It was strangely infectious, and despite the

breeze brushed past us as we approached the burger joint,

of the waterfront, almost kissing the harbor’s embrace. Picnic tables, filled to the brim with happy families and flirting couples, littered

held up two fingers and said something to the cashier that I couldn’t quite make out. A few moments later, I was being ushered over to the end of the counter. It wasn’t long before two

way,” Logan mouthed, his voice lost in the din as he nodded his head toward a back entrance. I followed him hesitantly, but upon bursting

set this eatery apart was its breathtaking view. We were mere feet away from the ocean, its dark, velvety waters shimmering under the moonlight. Every

serene spectacle was the city’s skyline, a beautiful juxtaposition of nature and urbanity. Skyscrapers, their glass facades illuminated in a myriad of colors, pierced the night sky, standing tall and proud. They cast their

seen way too many gangster movies, you know?” I said, glancing at the glistening water. “There’s always that ominous line about ‘sleeping with

eyes. “Before any watery farewells, I promise, at least you’ll have a delicious final meal.” He winked. I