His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

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.”

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

to ask, though,” I said, not wanting to come across as abrasive with my next question, “but there are going to be a lot of events like this in the future. Do

a little more red. “What do you mean?” she asked.

say that you’ll need more than two dresses. As lovely as you look in the two we bought that day, outfit repeating is… not looked upon very well by the people in my

Ella stopped at the bottom of the stairwell, her hand resting on the doorknob to

out

can say that again,”

“I know.”

liked how blunt Ella was. It was… refreshing,

would jump at the opportunity for a free chance at moving up in the world. A woman who only wanted to be spoiled by her man

was. Ella was different, and not in the cliche sense. She overturned many of my expectations, and exceeded the

I said, managing a smile in response to her cold

a gentle chill, a perfect

the foot of her apartment’s steps as she locked her door, thinking how the soft glow from the corridor lights perfectly outlined the silhouette

together that day we went shopping-clung to her form in a

Ella teased, sauntering down

really brings out your eyes and your hair. You can’t fault a man for wanting to bask in your

blonde, almost white, hair over her shoulder. It was a playful, flirty gesture, although something told

question, no, I don’t have any other dresses.. Not here, at least. I

“Why?” I asked.

she replied as she walked down the steps and followed me to the car. “I figured I’d be spending most of my time working, not… going

warmth creep into my face. I dreaded hearing that word: mafia. It was a constant reminder of my status

black sports car for her. “So, do you have any other leisure pursuits apart from work?” I asked,