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.

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

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

“So it’s true, then? The rumors?” “Seems like it. But I’d be careful. Once you’re on ‘W’, there’s

resonated in my mind. As Logan and I moved past the

for some time

my

an even more unbreakable bond between man and wolf, causing the

gnawing at me. “Why would anyone want to use such

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

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

most likely. The ‘W’ trade has been lucrative for those willing

“Best to stay clear of

evening was already layered with threats and secrets, and ‘W’ was just another shadow lurking in its corners. Yet,

was 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. trade and what other

was a part of a world where power struggles were a daily affair, and where

I was ready to

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

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 more significant

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

corners of his lips. “Much better than the last one.

pig.” Unable to restrain myself,