His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 278

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.

with dread. The moment I walked through

the other day. He had his arm around my shoulders…

I had used my ‘boyfriend’ to intimidate Mr. Henderson into giving me my old job back? Because that was true, to a certain extent. I didn’t ask

into a colleague, Sarah, who greeted me with a knowing smirk. “So, Ella,” she said, her voice dripping

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

“Sure. By the way, is it true that you’re from that ‘Morgan’ family? And that you’re

stared at her, my heart pounding in my chest. How

my voice as cold as I could make it. “I don’t see why it’s any concern of

a spoon and tapped it loudly against the side of the mug. “Oh, Ella, you always were so secretive. But you know, you should be careful. I’ve known women who get involved with the Mafia and can’t get out. It’s not

snapped, my voice rising slightly. “You don’t know anything about me or

Pity? Understanding? I watched as she wandered over to the door,

“You come from affluence. You’re not like

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

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

the ones who had no choice

my heart aching with guilt. What had I gotten myself into? What had I done?

hands, 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 I stupidly got myself involved in, all

parents that night and called an Uber. Maybe then

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