His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 293 Trophy Wife

Ella

Inside the grandiose ballroom of the restaurant, with its dimly lit chandeliers and expensive- looking wall hangings, Logan began mingling. A sudden sense of isolation swept over me as I clung to his arm, the only anchor amidst a sea of unknown faces.

“Do you think this is how Moana feels at the events with Edrick?” Ema asked, feeling just as cautious as I did. I imperceptibly shook my head. “No. My dad always cares for her at their events, and it’s not nearly as dangerous. Although, I do remember her telling me how people looked down on her back before she was the Golden Wolf. So maybe this is a little like how she felt back that.. But just a little.”

As we approached groups of men in tailored suits, discussing what I presumed were deals and underworld business, Logan would pause to introduce me. “This is Dahlia,” he would say smoothly, each time keeping his promise to use my pseudonym.

As we continued to navigate through the crowd, my senses became more acute to the conversations around us. While most were: banal or superficial exchanges about the evening or general pleasantries, one particular conversation drew me in. I felt Ema attune her hearing so that I could hear better.

Two men, standing off to the side, were engaged in a heated discussion. Their body language and hushed tones suggested a level of secrecy.

“…I’m telling you, the profits from the ‘W’ trade are skyrocketing,” one of them-a tall, well-built man with a scar tracing his jawline-asserted, glancing around nervously.

ever made. No one saw it coming. But you’ve tried it yourself, right? To see what

seen the effects. Those

The rumors?” “Seems like it. But I’d be careful.

term ‘W’ resonated in my mind. As Logan and I moved past the pair, I leaned closer to him, my voice barely

sighed. “It’s a drug, or so they say. Rumors have been swirling around for some time about ‘W’- how it enhances the wolf in those of

my

Others claim it creates an even more unbreakable bond between man and wolf, causing the two to merge into a single entity. All I know is, it’s dangerous. Highly addictive, and has already caused more than

unnerving curiosity gnawing at me. “Why would anyone want to

head, pondering my question. “Power, mostly. Imagine having your wolf’s strength, agility, and senses amplified… all of the time, even in human form. It would be intoxicating. But there’s a cost-a heavy one. The body and mind aren’t meant to

I wrapped my arms around myself. “And those two?” I motioned

most likely. The ‘W’ trade has been lucrative

believe it..” I muttered, my mind racing. Logan grabbed my arm gently, guiding me away. “Best to stay clear of people discussing that sort of thing. Trust me, Ella. Nothing good can come from delving

shadow lurking in its corners. Yet, despite the clear danger, I couldn’t

and impossible to ignore. Every now and then, my gaze would drift back to the two

Logan was a part of a world where power struggles

and whether I was ready to learn more about the shadows

continued making our rounds, I observed the men as they spoke, finding their discussions simultaneously riveting and intimidating. Yet, one thing stood out to me: not many of them would bother to address me

At first, it felt as if they regarded the women at their side in a similar light-

to wane when a burly man with a cigar, presumably a higher-up in the Mafia ranks, eyed me up and down in

commented, a lecherous smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. “Much better than the last

pig.” Unable to restrain myself, I retorted, “How about you shove that opinion where the