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.

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

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

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

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

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

power, money, dominance. I… I wanted out. Out of this life that had stolen

me on edge. “Although, it might be awkward for you to show up alone. No need to bother if it would upset

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

and I had 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 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 ingrate? Harry

loved that about him. My entire life was nothing but one giant pissing contest with Harry. At least I had one hold over him: I was more handsome. Taller. Better with the ladies. He only ever had wives

would disappear once she got a few luxury cars

what he did with women. With my looks and money, I knew I could have any woman I wanted. But I never used those things, and thus

within, urging me to claim Ella, to bring her

my vulnerable state, I found myself wishing.

fiery attitude, her round lips, her long honey-golden hair, her piercing gray eyes… God, how could I be sent the perfect mate, only for her to hate

a few minutes, running my hand repeatedly through my hair. But before I could

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

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