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.

said, his voice gentle, “Take care

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

a deep breath. My heart was racing, and my mind was

well,” Ema said, her voice soothing. “You’re stronger than

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

have what it takes to

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

and I could handle this. I took another

air enveloped me, feeling like a soothing balm against my heated skin. It was a gentle caress, filled with the

It had a purity to it, untouched by the chaos and pretense of the evening, and I took a deep breath, letting it fill my lungs and calm my

buildings’ glass facades. Skyscrapers reached for the heavens, their peaks lost in the soft embrace of low-hanging clouds, while streetlights created glowing veins

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

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,

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

cool air on my face, listening to the sounds of the city, and allowing the sensations to wash

approaching. “Are you okay?” he asked, his voice filled with concern. I looked over at him,

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 Mafia guy. Even if

sighed. “I know you’re worried,” he said. “But I promise I’ll try not to let your parents know