His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 275 Unlikely Attraction

Ella

Marina’s father’s words made me feel unexpectedly unsettled. I cocked my head, looking at him for a moment. Was that a threat, because I asked too many questions? Or a friendly warning out of concern?

“Pardon?” I asked, clenching my drink a little tighter in my hand. “Miss Morgan, I’m sure you understand what I mean,” Marina’s father said, his eyes fixed on mine. His voice was kind, but there was a knowing look in his eyes that unsettled me.

I gave him a reassuring smile, though I felt. anything but reassured. “I appreciate your concern, but I assure you, I have things under control. There’s no need for you to worry about me.”

He continued to look at me for a moment longer, his eyes narrowing slightly. It was as though he could see right through me, understanding that I was lying.

Through my carefully constructed facade of a perfectly cool and calm young woman, there was a little girl screaming on the inside, begging to leave. And at that moment, I felt certain that he saw her. But all he did was nod slowly, a small smile playing on his lips.

his

a sudden urge to escape the room, to find

leaned against the wall, letting out a deep breath. My heart

that quite well,” Ema said, her voice soothing. “You’re stronger than you think, Ella. You’re handling everything

closed my eyes, leaning into the support and strength Ema lent me. “I don’t know, Ema. This world… it’s so different from anything I’ve known. I

presence comforting. “You’re strong, Ella, and you have what it takes to get through this night. Like we said, it’s not all

I replied. “Except people don’t typically have the threat

could handle this. I took another deep breath, feeling a little stronger, a

enveloped me, feeling like a

harmonize with my restless soul. It had a purity to it,

myriad of colors dancing and reflecting off the buildings’ glass facades. Skyscrapers reached for the heavens, their peaks lost in the soft embrace of low-hanging

with the occasional laughter and music drifting from nearby homes, creating a symphony

breathtaking view. The lights shimmered and shifted, creating patterns that told a story of life, love, ambition, and dreams. Each flicker seemed to represent a heartbeat, a moment captured in time, a connection to something greater. I felt a sense of unity with the city, a feeling that I was part of

night. Stars peeked through the veil of lights, twinkling like distant dreams, and the moon

my face, listening to the sounds of the city, and allowing the sensations to wash over me. For a moment,

I turned to see Logan approaching. “Are you okay?” he asked, his voice filled with concern. I looked over

‘relationship’ eventually,” I admitted, my voice tinged with worry. “I wonder if they’ll disown me for being with a Mafia guy. Even

he said. “But I promise I’ll try not to let your parents know about the Mafia ties, at least until our cooperation ends. Or