His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 269 Return

Ella

The imposing structure of the law firm stood tall against the city skyline, its grandeur echoing the prestige and authority it held in the legal world. Its broad stone steps, worn by the footfalls of countless attorneys and clients, led up to tall, ornate double doors.

Taking a deep breath, I hesitated at the foot of the stairs. The chatter of the city faded as dread pooled in my gut. Logan’s confident stride next to me seemed out of place at this moment, and the realization of what I was about to do hit me full force.

Here I was, waltzing up to my old place of work after letting a mobster threaten my old boss. Not only that, but I was walking up to my old place of work with that very mobster. It was absurd! Brazen!

Without warning, I yanked my hand away and spun around, my heels clicking against the pavement as I made a break for it.

“I can’t, Logan,” I called out, my voice tinged with panic. “I can’t go back in there, not like this. I’ll find another city, another job. This… this isn’t worth it!”

A rich, hearty laugh echoed from behind me. Before I could get too far, a strong hand wrapped around my wrist, gently but firmly pulling me to a halt.

“Running away already, Miss Morgan?” Logan: teased, his cerulean eyes sparkling with amusement. “We’re not even a week into the year that we talked about.”

Logan. How do you expect them to take me seriously, walking

them judge. They’ll judge you no matter what. At least this way, you’re walking in on your own

windows reflecting the morning sun in a dazzling display. Behind those panes were colleagues, mentors, some of them even something like friends – and they would

I felt a rush of something unexpected. Courage. Letting out

without hesitation. Arm in arm, we ascended the steps,

the firm swung open before we even reached them. Mr. Henderson, looking more flustered than I had ever seen him, stood there, his pale eyes darting between Logan and

Ella, Logan,” he greeted, though his voice had a tremble I had never detected before. “It’s wonderful

us, the soft murmur of voices

facades, but their furtive glances spoke louder than words. And in the midst of

me a little closer, playing the part of the doting boyfriend perfectly. I could feel

dipped into a softer note, for

men in dark

from me, Logan led the way into the large meeting room, Mr. Henderson in tow. As the door swung closed behind us, the hushed conversations of the open floor began anew. I was acutely aware that my every

early morning sounds, casting a

table that

as he smoothed out the papers before him, each movement precise

this is your new contract.

new position, and all the legalities that accompanied a high-stakes return. But it was more than just words on a paper. This contract symbolized

a snide edge to his voice, “to have friends in high places, ensuring your return. It’s

in the room seemed to drop several degrees. Logan’s demeanor shifted from casual indifference to

in his throat. The weight of that gaze, that silent promise of retribution, held him captive. After what felt like an eternity, Logan simply raised an eyebrow, and it was enough to ensure

man continued, trying to regain his composure, “All you need to do is

eyes on me, like a guardian ensuring