His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 276

Chapter 276 Midnight Kiss

Ella

Logan and I stood side by side on the balcony, the night air wrapping around us like a refreshing embrace. The cool breeze felt like a welcome reprieve after the stuffiness of the party, and the city lights sparkled below us like a bed of jewels.

“God, I hate these fancy dinners,” Logan groaned, loosening his tie. “I hate having to dress up in these tight suits, pretending to be someone I’m not.”

I looked over at him, a smile tugging at the corner of my mouth. “Well, I hate to break it to you, Logan, but you do look quite handsome in that suit.”

He turned to me, his eyes wide. “Handsome, eh?” I rolled my eyes, trying to suppress a grin.

“Don’t let it get to your head.”

“Too late.” He chuckled, his eyes twinkling with mischief. We fell into a comfortable silence, the sounds of the party fading into the background as we enjoyed the serenity of the night. The gentle rustle of leaves and distant hum of traffic created a soothing melody that allowed me to forget, if only for a moment, the chaos and tension of the evening.

“I’ve never been good at pretending,” Logan admitted, breaking the silence. His voice was soft, thoughtful. “I always hated putting on airs, trying to fit into a world that never felt like it was mine.”

could have fooled me. You seem to fit in just

Ella. A game of masks and pretenses. You know what I mean, don’t you?”

with truth and shared experience. Logan and I were both players in a game neither of us wanted to be a part of, bound by circumstances and choices that had brought

his eyes intense, and before I

heartbeat, everything

was quicker, catching my wrist with a firm grip, his eyes wide with shock. “Ella, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that. But please, don’t pretend that you hate me

pounding, anger and confusion swirling inside me. “What was

me, his eyes filled with regret. “I don’t know,” he whispered. “I just… I felt something, and I acted on it.

could think about was the taste of his kiss, the way it had felt, the way it had stirred something

a word, I slipped away and found the restroom. At least in there, amongst the marble sinks and cool atmosphere, I could be alone with my tangle of thoughts

this? Wrapped up in a fated mate romance with a Mafia member, I felt like I had stumbled into a

chandeliers seemed to mock the turmoil I felt, reflecting a

really me? Ella, the sensible

towards Logan. He was undeniably handsome, and there was a sweetness to

me, a longing

as I tried to make sense of it all. How had I ended up here, in this gilded cage, playing a role in a world that was so

again,” Ema’s voice echoed in my

aggravated-aggravated by the truth. “Shut up!” I growled, slapping my hand on the tiled counter in front of

I felt Ema’s presence

I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to But she was gone. I was alone, all because of my temper, fueled by Logan and his unwarranted kiss. “Damn him,” I murmured to myself, leaning on the sink. “Damn him to

threatened to consume me. I had to be strong, to stay focused. I had to remember who I was and what I stood for. But was this what I really wanted? To push away my

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