His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 295

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.”

Ella. We are wolf and woman. These women, they’re victims of predators of a

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

to do is tell Logan.

tender touches and sweet words from earlier that night, memories of our dance in my living room, it all swirled in my

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

really is just like them?” I questioned, my voice barely audible. “What if he’s just playing a part, portraying himself as sweet and caring, but beneath

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

was a reminder of the bond. we shared,

Ella. But if we stand by, do

with a clarity that was jolting. Yes, there was danger. Yes, there was uncertainty. But the idea

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

back out into the main area, the voices and laughter from the ballroom flowed over me like a rushing river,

through my reverie, his clear 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

One

fine lines on his face

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

hurt these girls without consequences, Logan,” I countered, my voice shaking. Logan glanced around before leaning closer.

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

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