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.”

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

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

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

Logan’s tender touches and sweet words from earlier that night, memories of our dance in my living room,

by the whispered tales of

just like them?” I questioned, my voice barely audible. “What if he’s just

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

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

stand by, do nothing, the weight of that inaction might be

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 acting,

Regardless of the outcome, I had to try. Because the true danger wasn’t just in the world outside, it was in the battle raging within-the fight between fear and doing what was

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

voice broke 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.

in there. Escorts. One

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

a shadow crossing his features. “Some of these men only see them as objects, thinking their wealth and power

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 you sure? Won’t that

bosses in this city. If anything, giving someone a lesson will be entertainment for most of