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.”

are strong, Ella. We are wolf and woman. These women, they’re victims of predators of a different

voice shaky. “If I do something, there could be dire consequences. Not just for me, but

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,

the cold marble sink, letting out a shaky breath. Images of Logan’s tender touches and sweet words from earlier that night, memories of our dance in my living room, it all swirled in my

a lurking fear, one that had been planted by the whispered tales of the escorts about the unpredictable

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

his true nature? What if I ended up becoming another whispered tale among these women, another

a reminder of the bond. we shared, the strength that came from being

can’t predict the future, Ella. But if we stand by, do nothing,

me with a clarity that was jolting. Yes, there was danger. Yes, there was uncertainty. But the idea of not

strength that Ema provided, I made up my mind. I’d talk to Logan. Regardless of the outcome, I had to try. Because the true danger wasn’t just in the world outside, it was in the battle raging within-the fight between fear and

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

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

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

running a hand through his dark hair. The fine lines on his face seemed

shadow crossing his features. “Some of these men only see them

without consequences, Logan,” I countered, my voice shaking. Logan glanced around before leaning closer. “I’ll take care of it,” he promised, his voice laced with a lethal calm.

chuckled darkly. “Ella, I’m the son of one of the biggest Mafia bosses in this city.