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.

mire of my thoughts, my phone rang, its shrill tone

a little soirée to introduce everyone to my fiancée. Remember her?

“How could I forget? With her father’s questionable legal

smile. I always hated it. I hated most things about that bastard, but sometimes it felt as though I hated his smile

a moment of hesitation. “Her family will be

when Harry said it. Our objectives were far apart. He craved power, money, dominance. I… I wanted out. Out of this life that had stolen my childhood, torn apart my family. Every day, I dreamt of the day the word ‘Mafia’ would no longer

Then he chuckled, that maddening laugh that always set me on edge. “Although, it might be awkward

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

brother, only older by a year, but you would have thought that he had decades on me by the way that he looked down

you needed someone to run the family business while dad was away on vacation, Harry was the type to do it perfectly. In fact, he would make more money during those days.

with Harry. At least I had one hold over him: I was more handsome. Taller.

was almost entirely certain that this newest wife would disappear once she got a few luxury cars and a mansion out

had done what he did with women. With my looks and money, I knew I could

of loneliness bore down on me. My wolf stirred within, urging 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 there were no guarantees in this

my window cast a silvery glow on everything it touched. I had always dismissed tales of the Moon Goddess, but tonight, in my vulnerable state, I found myself wishing. Hoping that Ella would see

made restless by my tossing and turning. Ella plagued my mind. Her fiery attitude, her round lips, her long honey-golden hair, her piercing gray eyes… God, how could I be sent the

next morning and laid there for a few minutes, running my hand repeatedly through my hair. But

determination. “I’ll be your lawyer,” she declared. The weight

the other end of the phone, her face beet red. She didn’t seem to want to notice, but I noticed how quickly she