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.”

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

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

to the coldness of my fears. “All you need to do is tell Logan. Perhaps

cold marble sink, letting out a shaky breath. Images of Logan’s tender touches and sweet words from earlier that

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

voice barely audible. “What if he’s just playing a part, portraying himself as sweet and caring, but beneath the facade,

the thing that unveiled his true nature? What if I

gentle nudge, a feeling more than words. It was a reminder of the

stand by, do nothing, the weight of that inaction might

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 another woman suffer without trying to help, felt like a betrayal

from the 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 doing

reality I’d just witnessed within. As I stepped back out into the main area, the voices and laughter from

voice 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

One of them… she

on his face seemed to deepen, as if

“Some of these men only see them as objects, thinking

Logan glanced around before leaning closer. “I’ll take care of it,” he promised, his voice laced with a lethal calm. My

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 for