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.”

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.

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

in my mind was warm, a stark contrast to the coldness of my fears. “All you need to do is tell Logan. Perhaps he’ll have advice, or

of Logan’s tender touches and sweet words from earlier that night, memories of our dance

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

what if he really is just like them?” I questioned, my voice barely audible. “What if he’s just playing a part, portraying himself as sweet and caring, but beneath the facade, he’s just another

Logan was the trigger, the thing that unveiled his true nature? What if I ended up becoming another whispered tale among these women, another story of a girl who tried

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

predict the future, Ella. But if we stand by, do nothing,

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 idea of not acting, of letting

Because the true danger wasn’t just in the world outside, it was in the battle

witnessed within. As I stepped back out into the main area, the voices and laughter from the ballroom flowed over me like a rushing river, but I felt detached,

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

One of them… she

sighed, running a hand through his dark hair. The fine lines on his face seemed to deepen, as if he was all too familiar

sometimes,” he murmured, a shadow crossing his features. “Some of these men only see them as objects, thinking

glanced around before leaning closer. “I’ll take care of it,” he promised, his voice laced with a lethal calm. My heart raced. “Are you sure? Won’t

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

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