His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 292

Chapter 292 Dahlia

Ella

The restaurant loomed ahead, a tall edifice much like the first place Logan and I first officially ‘met-after our initial alleyway meeting, back when he thought I was a ‘peasant’.

The building’s height mirrored its reputation. It stood out distinctly against the city skyline, with its harsh gray reliefs and facades. It was a cold metal obelisk, much unlike the beautifully ornate buildings I had grown up surrounded by while growing up, but it had its own brutalist charm as well.

Behind the glass facade, I could see a sea of figures moving around. The street was lined with expensive sports cars, and men and women dressed in even more expensive dresses, tuxedos, watches, and jewelry were stepping out of them..

My heart raced as Logan and I stepped out of the car and joined them. The thumping of my heels against the pavement reminded me of the beats of a war drum, resonating with my rising anxiety.

Growing up, I had become used to events like. this. The red carpet was no stranger to me, nor was the flash of cameras. Years of practice and training had given me the uncanny ability to stop whatever I was doing, pose perfectly, smile for the camera, and then continue on my way with no second thought.

But this was different. Colder. There were no cameras, no red carpet. There was no doubt in my mind, either, that each and every one of these people was armed in some way, and I wouldn’t have been surprised if blood was shed tonight-either behind the scenes or out in the open, for everyone to spectate..

time in my life, I felt like a lone meerkat just waiting

imagine the outrage if my parents found out that I was walking into a mafia event on the arm of

trepidation as we approached the entrance. “No one here will spill the

glanced up at him, my

one when we went shopping? Well, this is rule number two: “No

do you mean?” I asked quietly, taking note of how closely I was walking beside Logan, as though he served as

part of the mafia or some other criminal organization. They don’t give a shit if some billionaire’s daughter is here, and that’s

help but chuckle a little at the simplicity of it. But still, my gut twisted with unease. “Just to be safe, though, maybe you should call me by a

that deep, rumbling laugh that I was starting to get used to.

moment’s thought, I

failed, to suppress a grin. “Dahlia, huh?

gaze turned sharp. “Don’t patronize

mischief.

elevator waiting for us. As it took us up, I felt the subtle shift

face me with his hands in his pockets, “a few more rules. Don’t ask any questions. Don’t get involved in other people’s business. And most importantly,

cocking my head to the side. “It’s a party,

If you see something, no you didn’t. If it doesn’t involve you, then it doesn’t exist. And as

but the building was

out of trouble,” I

Logan asked, smirking

was anything. but silent. Logan’s words struck me to my core. The thought of hearing or seeing

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