Chapter 286 Lone Wolf

Ella

The streets had settled into that dusky, purplish hue that heralded the onset of evening when I recognized the low purr of an engine behind me. The sleek black car pulled up to the curb, and from it emerged Logan, his tall frame poised with that unmistakable confident swagger. “You’ve gotta be kidding me,” I whispered to myself, whipping around and picking up my pace.

“Ella!” Logan called, followed by the sound of his footsteps pounding on the pavement as he jogged after me. Without so much as giving him a glance, I quickened my steps, hoping to put distance. between us.

But, with each step I took, I heard the rhythmic footfalls of Logan’s shoes against the pavement growing louder. He jogged after me, his long-legged strides easily bridging the gap I had worked so hard to put between us.

“Did you get my flowers?” he asked. I had to resist the urge to growl. “Yes,” I replied, not looking at him, “and I threw them away.” “Threw them away? I thought you would like them, or are you not a ‘rose’ girl?”

“I’m not a ‘taking bribes from my client to feel better about his shady dealings kind of girl.”1 hissed.

Logan stopped for a moment, but I kept going. I heard him chuckling behind me, followed by the sound of him jogging after me again. “What, are you playing hard to get, Ella?” Logan called out playfully, maneuvering in front of me with at smirk.

to get? Logan, I’ve never been ‘easy’ to get, and you?” I scoffed. “You’ll never ‘get’ me, especially if you’re just a

tall form towered over me, his scent assaulting my senses like a half-enticing,

him. “Come on, don’t be like this,” he implored. “I’m sorry about earlier, okay? It

nerves. “So, you’re trying to

head. “I’m not trying to do anything shady here, Ella,” he said. “I just want to talk a bit. And yeah,

strange cocktail of emotions swirled within me. There was anger, of course, but also curiosity and an inexplicable pull towards him. I hated to admit

and I set my jaw hard with

completed our first case together.

echoed. “Logan, there’s nothing to celebrate. You might have conveniently forgotten, but you broke your word. Not much of a cause for champagne, don’t you think? Besides, you handled

to the side.

talk to me earlier, you would have taken the Ideal in an instant. What was I even there for? To look pretty while you handle everything? I’m not that

words, Logan’s face blanched. “I didn’t mean to make you feel that way.” He sighed, looking both defeated and hopeful at the same time. “Look, I’m sorry. Let’s just have a

last night, his fury over a mere question about his

a touch. “Logan, we’re colleagues. And for the remainder of our arrangement, that’s where I want to draw the line. I can’t mix business

sidewalk. The distant hum of the city surrounded

one drink?”

off, Logan!” I snapped without turning to

he asked, still walking behind me. “Come on.

frowned deeply, knitting my brows together. “Leave me

heavy sigh escaping his lips. “Why

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