Chapter 278 Warning Signs

Ella

I arrived home that night, the weight of the evening still heavy on my shoulders. The glittering chandeliers, the fancy gowns, the laughter and chatter of the party all seemed like a distant dream as I stood in my dimly lit apartment, still wearing my beautiful white dress.

The words Logan had spoken to me on the drive home lingered in my mind, a soothing balm to the chaos of emotions I felt. His promise that no one would get hurt, the determination in his eyes, it somehow made me feel a little better. But could I really trust him?

I unzipped my beautiful white dress and let it fall to the floor, my reflection in the mirror looking pale and lost.

Logan was a part of a world I knew nothing about, a world that seemed both thrilling and terrifying. What would my parents think if they ever found out? What would they say if they knew I was pretending to be involved with a Mafia boss?

I shuddered at the thought, realizing with a sickening feeling that I could never tell them the truth. I was alone in this, completely and utterly alone. Even my wolf wouldn’t talk to me after our last conversation.

The moment I walked through the doors, I could feel the

other day. He had his arm around my shoulders… It still made me feel

back? Because that was true, to a certain extent. I didn’t ask for it, but Logan had threatened my boss.

a knowing smirk. “So, Ella,” she said, her voice dripping with malice, “welcome back

a weak smile. “Thanks, Sarah. I’m glad to be back.” Now is your chance to redeem yourself, I thought. “I… um… I’m glad that Mr. Henderson agreed to give me a second chance here. I didn’t expect him to be so willing when I

tighter, her knowing smirk growing on her face. “Sure. By the way, is it true that you’re from that ‘Morgan’ family? And that you’re dating

pounding in my chest. How

I could make it. “I don’t see why it’s any concern of

mug. “Oh, Ella, you always were

“You don’t know anything about me or my relationship with… anyone. So maybe you should

place. Pity? Understanding? I watched as she wandered over to the

then, Ella,” she said. “You come from affluence. You’re not like those poor

slap in the face. Was that really what she thought of me? That I was just some spoiled

watched her walk away, a cold feeling settling in my stomach. Was she right? Was I just playing with fire, too blind to see the danger

really so different from those women she had mentioned, the ones who had no choice but

mind spinning, my heart aching with guilt. What had I gotten myself into? What had I done? Was I really so naive,

tears welling in my eyes. The reality of my situation was starting to sink in, and I felt overwhelmed, lost, and utterly alone. A pawn in a game

that night and called an Uber. Maybe then I would

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