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.

hair, nodded. “Investing in it was the best decision we ever made. No one saw it coming. But you’ve tried it yourself, right? To see what the fuss is all

head. “Not me, but I’ve seen the effects. Those who have taken it-they’re different. Their wolves, man, they’re…

“Seems like it. But I’d be careful. Once you’re on ‘W’, there’s

my spine. The term ‘W’ resonated in my mind. As Logan and I moved past the pair,

for some time about ‘W’- how it enhances the wolf in those of our kind. But I don’t know

furrowed my brows.

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

an unnerving curiosity gnawing at me. “Why

in human form. It would be intoxicating. But there’s a cost-a heavy one. The body and mind aren’t meant to handle that kind of constant surge. Many who’ve been rumored to

“And those two?” I motioned discreetly towards the men discussing the

‘W’ trade has been lucrative for those willing to take

my arm gently, guiding me away. “Best to stay

another shadow lurking in its corners. Yet, despite the clear danger, I couldn’t help but wonder. What was ‘W’? What did it truly do? How many had

of ‘W’ was like a stone in my shoe, uncomfortable and impossible to ignore. Every now and then, my

about the entire world that Logan was a part of a world where power struggles were a daily

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

we 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

glances towards me were fleeting, often dismissive, as if they were seeing right past me. At first, it felt as if they regarded the women at their side

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

like you’ve picked a good one this time, Logan,” he commented, a lecherous smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. “Much better than the last one. She was too

she snarled. “What a disgusting pig.” Unable to restrain