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 strong, Ella. We are

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

tell Logan. Perhaps he’ll have advice, or maybe he’ll act on it. From what we’ve seen, he cares about you. He can

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

been planted by the whispered tales of the escorts about the unpredictable nature of men tied to

if he’s just playing a part,

trigger, the thing that unveiled his true nature? What if I ended up becoming another whispered tale among these women,

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

can’t predict the future, Ella. But if we stand by, do nothing, the weight of that inaction might

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 acting, of letting another

to try. Because the true

against my hand seemed in stark contrast to the reality 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

Everything okay?” I hesitated, wondering once more if

there. Escorts. One of them… she had a black

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

happens sometimes,” he murmured, a shadow crossing his features. “Some of these men only see them as objects, thinking their

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

darkly. “Ella, I’m the son of one of the biggest Mafia bosses in this city. If anything, giving someone a lesson will be