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 stillness. It

“I’m hosting a little

my voice. “How could I forget? With her

could almost picture him, his face contorted in that infuriating smile. I always hated

thrilled,” he said after a moment of

it. Our objectives were far apart. He craved power, money, dominance. I… I wanted out. Out of this life that had stolen

that maddening laugh that always set me on edge. “Although, it might be awkward for you to show up alone. No need to bother if

more than I cared to admit. I retorted with a brief, “Goodnight, Harry,” and hung up, my

thought that he had decades on me by the way that he looked

do it perfectly. In fact, he would make more money during those days. when he was in charge.

I had one hold over him: I was more handsome. Taller. Better with the ladies. He only

that this newest wife would disappear once she got a few luxury cars and a mansion out

he did with women. With my looks and money, I knew I could have any woman I wanted.

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

dismissed tales of the Moon Goddess, but tonight, in my vulnerable

honey-golden hair, her piercing gray eyes… God, how could I be sent the perfect mate,

there for a few minutes, running my hand repeatedly through my hair. But before I could sink deeper into my introspection, the

though hesitant, held an edge of determination. “I’ll be your

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