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.”

We are wolf and woman. These women, they’re victims of predators of a different kind. Women should help women, stand together,

voice shaky. “If I

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

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

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

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

that possibility was crushing. What if bringing this to 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

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

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

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 the idea of not

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

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

mine. “You were gone for a while. Everything okay?” I hesitated, wondering once more if I should share. But

some girls in there. Escorts. One of them… she had a black

through his dark hair. The fine lines on his face seemed to

see them as objects, thinking their wealth and power lets them get

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 voice

one of the biggest Mafia bosses in this city. If