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.

well, Ella,” he said, his voice

walked away, leaving me alone at the bar. I felt a sudden urge to escape the room, to find a place where I could

a deep breath. My heart was

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

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 feel like I’m out

“You’re strong, Ella, and you have what it takes to get through this night. Like we said, it’s

have the threat of being murdered on their minds

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

balcony. As I stood on the balcony, the cool air enveloped me, feeling like a soothing balm against my heated skin. It was a gentle caress, filled with the fragrance of night-blooming flowers and a

a purity to it,

like a glittering sea, a myriad of colors dancing and reflecting off the buildings’ glass facades. Skyscrapers reached for the heavens,

melded with the occasional laughter and music drifting from nearby homes, creating a symphony of urban life that was both

against the railing, my eyes wandering over the 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

glow, where the city’s illumination met the dark embrace of the night. Stars peeked through the veil of lights, twinkling like distant dreams, and the moon hung low,

for a moment, feeling the cool air on my face, listening to the sounds of the city, and allowing the sensations to wash over

just then, I heard footsteps, and my reverie was broken. I turned to see Logan approaching. “Are you okay?” he asked, his voice filled with concern. I looked over at

parents are bound to find out about our ‘relationship’ eventually,” I admitted, my voice tinged with worry. “I wonder if they’ll disown me for being with a

promise I’ll try not to let your parents know about the Mafia ties, at least until our cooperation ends. Or until you fall in love with