His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 295 Black Eyes & White Lies

Ella

The dim light of the restroom cast shadows that danced eerily across the ornate walls. I stood there, staring blankly at the face reflected back at me from the gilded mirror. The hushed. whispers of the escorts in the adjacent stalls echoed painfully in my mind, punctuated by the occasional muted giggle from the ballroom outside.

A world of stark contrasts. My heart thudded painfully, each beat. screaming a desperate question. What could I, Ella, do in a world of opulence, where beneath the surface, darkness thrived?

“Ella.” The soft, husky voice in my mind was familiar, comforting. Ema always seemed to speak up when I was in turmoil, a constant friend and source of reason. “These women… they need our help.

I closed my eyes, trying to still the tumultuous emotions raging within. “It’s not our world, Ema. Interfering might bring danger to us and them.”

a pause, and when Ema spoke, there was a gentle conviction in her tone. “We are strong, Ella. We are wolf and woman. These women, they’re victims of predators of a different kind. Women should help women, stand together, protect each

whispered out loud, my voice shaky. “If I do something, there could be dire consequences.

warm, a stark contrast to the coldness of my fears. “All you need to do is tell Logan. Perhaps he’ll have advice, or maybe he’ll act on it. From what we’ve seen, he cares about you. He

shaky breath. Images of Logan’s tender touches and sweet words from earlier that night,

had been planted by the whispered tales of the escorts about the unpredictable nature of men

really is just like them?” I questioned, my voice barely audible. “What if he’s just playing a part, portraying

to Logan was the trigger, the thing that unveiled his true nature? What if I ended up

a gentle nudge, a feeling more than words. It was a reminder of the bond. we shared, the strength that

can’t predict the future, Ella. But if we stand by, do

inhaled deeply, the scent of the perfumed restroom filling my senses. The realization hit me with a clarity that was jolting. Yes, there was danger. Yes, there was uncertainty. But the

to Logan. Regardless of the outcome, I had to try. Because the true

within. As I stepped back out into the main area, the voices and

broke through my reverie, his clear eyes searching mine. “You were gone for a while. Everything okay?” I hesitated, wondering once more if I should share. But the memory of Lina’s pained, blackened eye, and

in there. Escorts. One of them… she had a

lines on his face

murmured, a shadow crossing his features. “Some of these men only see them as objects, thinking their wealth

Logan,” I countered, my voice shaking. Logan glanced around before leaning closer. “I’ll take care of it,” he promised,

in this city. If anything, giving someone