Chapter 291 The Alpha Princess

Logan

“Ready to go?” I finished clasping the necklace onto Ella’s delicate neck, taking note of how my hands threatened to shake just from our close proximity.

Ella nodded, grabbing a small purse. She followed me out the door and down the steps of her apartment building, her heels clicking in the quiet atmosphere of the building’s hallways.

“So,” I said as we descended through the narrow stairwell, “that dress looks lovely on you, just as it did when you bought it.”

Ella blushed slightly. “Thanks. And thank you. for the necklace.”

I shrugged. “It’s nothing, really. Consider it an… apology.”

“An apology?” Ella chuckled wryly as we walked down the stairs. It was an oddly charming sound that I had gotten all too familiar with over the past weeks, ever since I met her. The Alpha Princess had a sarcastic air about her that was honestly a nice reprieve from all of the giggling and useless conversation I had become used to with the sort of women who were interested in me.

“Yes, an apology,” I replied. “For being an ass. And for coming at you with this event last minute.”

said nothing, but I could see how she surreptitiously reached for the opal pendant around her neck, touching it delicately. In the dim light of the stairwell, I could see how her cheeks turned a delicate shade of pink upon touching it. She didn’t want to admit it, but she did really

are going to be a lot of events like this in the future. Do you have any other cocktail dresses, or do we need to

a little more red. “What do you mean?” she asked. “Is this one and the white one not

shot daggers at me with her eyes. “I mean, that’s not what I meant. I only mean to say that you’ll need more than two dresses. As lovely

maybe the people in your circle aren’t worth having in your circle, then.” Ella stopped at the bottom of the stairwell,

let out

that again,” my

“I know.”

how blunt Ella was. It was… refreshing,

vapid, entitled woman who would jump at the opportunity for a free chance at moving up in the world. A woman who only

not in

said, managing a smile in

gentle

locked her door, thinking how the soft

to her form in a flattering manner, making it impossible for me

is impolite,” Ella teased, sauntering

Besides, that dress… The green really brings out your eyes and your hair. You can’t fault a man

flicked her blonde, almost white, hair over her shoulder. It was a playful, flirty gesture, although something told me that it wasn’t intentional.

don’t have any other dresses.. Not here, at least. I left most of

“Why?” I asked.

she walked down the steps and followed me to the car. “I figured I’d be

warmth creep into my face. I dreaded hearing that word: mafia. It was a constant reminder of my status in life, of all of the luxuries I had afforded because of crime

opened the passenger door of my sleek black sports car for her. “So, do you have any other leisure pursuits apart from work?” I asked, wanting to change the subject. As Ella

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