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.

my phone rang, its shrill tone shattering the stillness. It was

“I’m hosting a little

voice. “How could I forget? With her father’s

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

moment of hesitation. “Her family will be beneficial for our

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

that maddening laugh that always set me

I retorted with a brief, “Goodnight, Harry,” and hung up, my grip on the phone a bit

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

make more money during those days. when

over him: I was more handsome. Taller. Better with the ladies. He only ever had wives because he wasn’t afraid to shell out cash to keep gold diggers

once she got a few luxury

looks and money, I knew I could have any woman I wanted.

the shadowed expanse of my room, the weight of loneliness bore down on me. My wolf stirred within, urging me to claim Ella, to bring her into my

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

Her fiery attitude, her round lips, her long honey-golden hair, her piercing gray eyes… God, how could I be sent the perfect

repeatedly through my hair. But before I could sink deeper into my introspection,

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

other end of the phone, her