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.”

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

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

presence 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 maybe he’ll act on it. From what we’ve seen, he cares about

leaned against the cold marble 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

had been planted by the whispered tales of the escorts about the

voice barely audible. “What if he’s just playing a part, portraying himself as

true nature? What if I ended up becoming another whispered tale among these women,

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

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

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 another woman suffer without

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

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

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

Escorts. One of

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

these men only see them as objects, thinking their wealth and power lets them get away with

response. “They can’t just…. hurt these girls without consequences, Logan,” I countered, my voice shaking. Logan glanced around before leaning closer. “I’ll

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