His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 267 A Lonely Place

Logan

The chilly wind that night was relentless, and as I stepped out of the car, I felt a pang of emptiness as I looked up at my dark mansion. The ever-present guards flanked my home, silent statues in their tailored suits.

Their stillness was deceiving, because beneath the calm exterior, they were ready to leap into. action at any moment. All it would take was one order from me. The fight that ensued earlier when they stupidly kidnapped Ella was proof of that.

However, even with their presence, I couldn’t help but feel isolated. My home was a testament to my tastes: large, opulent, and overlooking the vast expanse of the sea. But tonight, it felt different.

The house that had been a silent refuge now. echoed the solitude of my thoughts. Why was it that just a short meeting with Ella made everything seem so… incomplete?

As I walked through the spacious rooms, I noted the intentional lack of decor. A deliberate choice. The walls held memories, some that I preferred to forget. To fill them with decorations would be to acknowledge those very memories that I was trying to bury.

further into the mire of my thoughts, my phone rang, its shrill tone shattering the stillness.

with that familiar arrogance, “I’m hosting a little soirée to introduce everyone to my fiancée. Remember her? The Alpha’s

of sarcasm in my voice. “How could I forget? With her father’s questionable legal dealings, you must

I always hated it. I hated most

am thrilled,” he said after a moment of hesitation. “Her family

misplaced when Harry said it. Our objectives were far apart. He craved power, money, dominance. I… I wanted out. Out of this life that had

his nasally voice breaking through my reverie. Then he chuckled, that maddening laugh that always set me on edge. “Although, it might be awkward for you

comment stung more than I cared to admit. I retorted with a brief, “Goodnight, Harry,” and hung up, my grip

had decades on me by the way that he looked down on me. He

away on vacation, Harry was the type to do it perfectly. In fact, he would make more money during those days. when

one giant pissing contest with Harry. At least I had one hold over him: I was more handsome. Taller. Better with the ladies.

would disappear once she got

my looks and money,

me to claim Ella, to bring her into my world. But that wasn’t fair to her. If she accepted my offer, I would try my best, but

the Moon Goddess, but tonight, in my vulnerable state, I found myself wishing. Hoping that Ella would see beyond the shadows of my past and stand with me in my quest for a better

round lips, her long honey-golden hair, her piercing gray eyes… God, how could I be sent the perfect mate, only for her to hate

awoke the next morning and laid there for a few minutes, running my hand repeatedly through my hair. But before I could sink deeper into

an edge of determination. “I’ll be your lawyer,” she declared. The weight on my

I pictured her on the other end of the phone, her face beet red.