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.

into the mire of my thoughts, my phone rang, its shrill

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

of sarcasm in my voice. “How could I forget? With her father’s

was a brief silence. I could almost picture him, his face contorted in that infuriating smile. I always hated it. I hated most things about that bastard, but sometimes it felt as though

he said after a moment of hesitation. “Her family

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,

come,” Harry continued, his nasally voice breaking through my reverie. Then he chuckled, that maddening laugh that always set me

to admit. I retorted with a brief, “Goodnight, Harry,” and hung

he had decades on

more money during those days. when he was in charge. If you needed someone to take

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

once she got a

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

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

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 beyond the shadows of

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

running my hand repeatedly through my hair. But before I could sink deeper into my introspection, the familiar ringtone

of determination. “I’ll be your lawyer,”

for a moment. I pictured her on the other end of the phone, her face beet red. She didn’t seem to want to notice,