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.”

when Ema spoke, there was a gentle conviction in her tone. “We are strong, Ella. We are wolf and woman. These women, they’re

is intertwined with theirs,” I whispered out loud, my voice shaky. “If I do something, there could be

need to do is tell Logan.

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

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

audible. “What if he’s just playing a part,

true nature? What if I ended up becoming another whispered tale among these women, another story of a girl who tried to fight the darkness and

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

predict the future, Ella. But if we stand by, do nothing, the weight of that inaction might be too much to

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

of the outcome, I had to try. Because the true danger wasn’t just in the world outside, it was

I’d just 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

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 my wolf’s urgency, made me blurt out the

there. Escorts. One

hair. The fine lines on his face seemed to deepen, as if he was all too familiar with stories like

his features. “Some of these men only see them as objects, thinking their wealth and power lets them get away

Logan’s response. “They can’t just…. hurt these girls without consequences, Logan,” I countered, my voice shaking. Logan glanced around before leaning closer. “I’ll take care of it,” he promised, his

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