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.

“Investing in it was the best decision we ever made. No one saw it coming. But you’ve tried it

but I’ve seen the effects. Those who have taken it-they’re different. Their wolves, man, they’re… enhanced.

haired man raised an eyebrow. “So it’s true, then? The rumors?” “Seems like it. But

mind. As Logan and I moved past the pair, I leaned closer to him, my voice barely

say. Rumors have been swirling around for some time about ‘W’- how it enhances the

furrowed my brows. “Enhances?

the wolf’s most primal instincts, magnifying their strengths. Others claim it creates an even more unbreakable bond between man and

back at the two men, an unnerving curiosity gnawing at me. “Why would anyone want to use such a

even in human form. It would be intoxicating. But

those two?” I motioned discreetly towards the men discussing

most likely. The ‘W’ trade has been

to stay clear of people discussing that sort of thing. Trust me, Ella. Nothing

and secrets, and ‘W’ was just another shadow lurking in its corners. Yet, despite the clear danger, I couldn’t help but wonder.

like a stone in my shoe, uncomfortable and impossible to ignore. Every now and then, my gaze would drift back to the two men, wondering how deep they were in this dark.

the entire world that Logan was a part of a world where power struggles were a daily affair, and where lines between right

reevaluate my own position in all of this and whether I was ready to learn more about the shadows that lurked beneath

their discussions simultaneously riveting and intimidating. Yet, one thing stood out to me: not many of them would bother to address

as if they were seeing right past me. At first, it felt as if they regarded the women at their side in a similar light- accessories, no

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

time, Logan,” he commented, a lecherous smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. “Much better than the last one. She was

inside of me. “Crush him,” she snarled. “What a disgusting pig.” Unable to restrain myself, I retorted, “How about you shove that opinion where the sun. doesn’t