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.

phone rang, its shrill tone shattering the

his voice dripping with that familiar arrogance, “I’m hosting a little soirée to introduce everyone

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

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

am thrilled,” he said after a moment of hesitation. “Her family will be beneficial for our

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

come,” Harry continued, 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 to

I cared to admit. I retorted with a brief, “Goodnight, Harry,” and hung up, my grip on the phone

never gotten along. He was my older brother, only older by a year, but you would have thought that he had decades on me by the way that he looked

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. when he was

hold over him: I was more handsome. Taller. Better

newest wife would disappear once she got a few luxury cars and a

he did with women. With my looks and money,

the weight 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.

filtering through 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

night, 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…

minutes, running my hand repeatedly through my hair. But

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

my girl!” I laughed, genuine happiness resonating in my voice. She was silent 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, but I noticed how quickly she blushed