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.

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

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

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

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

he said after a moment of hesitation.

I wanted out. Out of this life that

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 show up alone. No need

comment stung more than I cared to admit. I retorted with a brief, “Goodnight,

but you would have thought that he had decades on me by

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. when he was in charge. If you needed someone to take care of… dirty business? Drown a traitor? Intimidate an

him: I was more handsome. Taller. Better with the ladies. He only ever had wives because he

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

With my looks and money, I knew I could have any woman I wanted. But I never used those things, and thus I was

her into my world. But that wasn’t fair to her. If she

tonight, in my vulnerable state, I found myself wishing. Hoping that Ella would see beyond the shadows of my

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… God,

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

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

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

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