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.”

a gentle conviction in her tone. “We are strong, Ella. We are wolf and woman. These women, they’re victims of

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

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

sink, letting out a shaky breath. Images of Logan’s tender touches and sweet words from earlier that night, memories of our dance in my living room, it all swirled in my

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

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

thing that unveiled his true nature? What if I ended up becoming another whispered tale

than words. It was a reminder of the bond. we shared, the strength that came from being wolf

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

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

I’d talk to Logan. Regardless of the outcome, I had to try. Because the true danger wasn’t just

of the opulent restroom’s door against my hand seemed in stark contrast to the reality I’d just witnessed within. As I stepped back out into the

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

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

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

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

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 laced with a lethal calm. My

“Ella, I’m the son of one of the biggest Mafia bosses in this city. If