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.”

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

with theirs,” I whispered out loud, my voice shaky. “If I do something, there could be dire consequences. Not just for me,

to do is tell Logan. Perhaps he’ll have advice,

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

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

like them?” I questioned, my voice barely audible. “What if he’s just playing a part, portraying himself as sweet and

was the trigger, the thing that unveiled his true nature? What if I ended up becoming another whispered

more than words. It was a reminder of

we stand by, do nothing, the weight of that inaction might be too much to

me with a clarity that was jolting. Yes, there was danger. Yes, there was uncertainty. But the

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 doing

As I stepped back out into the main area, the voices and laughter from the ballroom flowed

for a while. Everything okay?” I hesitated, wondering once more

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

on his face

men only see them as objects, thinking their

around before leaning closer. “I’ll

chuckled darkly. “Ella, I’m the son of one of the biggest Mafia bosses in this city. If anything, giving someone a lesson will be entertainment

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