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.

of my thoughts, my phone rang, its shrill tone

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

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

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

said after a moment of

were far apart. He craved power, money, dominance. I… I wanted out. Out of this life

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 to

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

have thought that he had decades on me by the way that he looked down on me. He was always our dad’s favorite, if only because

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

one giant pissing contest with Harry. At least I had one hold over him: I

would disappear once she

have been better off if I had done what he did with women. With my looks and money, I knew I could have any woman I wanted.

bring her into my world. But that wasn’t

on everything it touched. I had always dismissed tales of the Moon Goddess, but tonight, in my vulnerable state, I found myself wishing. Hoping that Ella would see beyond the shadows of my past

her long honey-golden hair, her piercing gray eyes… God, how

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

be your lawyer,”

was silent for a moment. I pictured her on the other end of the phone, her face beet red.