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.

I walked through the doors, I could feel the eyes on me, the whispers and glances following

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

job back? Because that was true, to a

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

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

face. “Sure. By the way, is it true that

heart pounding in my chest. How did everyone know? Was

I said, my voice as cold as I

mug. “Oh, Ella, you always were so secretive. But you know, you should be careful. I’ve known women who get involved with the

that at all,” I snapped, my voice rising slightly. “You don’t know anything about me or my relationship with… anyone. So maybe you should just keep your opinions to

something I couldn’t quite place. Pity? Understanding? I watched as she wandered over

said. “You come from affluence. You’re not like those poor sex workers or poverty-stricken women who are used and abused. You have

really what she thought of me? That

she left. I watched her walk away, a cold feeling settling in my stomach. Was she

had mentioned, the ones who had no choice but to do what

down, my mind spinning, my heart aching with guilt. What had I gotten myself into? What had I

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

had just listened to my parents that night and called an Uber. Maybe then I would have avoided all of this. I

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