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.”

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

shaky. “If I

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,

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

been planted by the whispered

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

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

It was a reminder of the bond.

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

jolting. Yes, there was danger. Yes,

up my mind. I’d talk to Logan. Regardless of the outcome, I had to try. Because the

weight 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 main area, the voices and laughter from the ballroom flowed over me like a rushing river, but I felt

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 eye, and my wolf’s

in there. Escorts. One of them…

The fine lines on his face seemed to deepen, as if he

“Some of these men only see them as objects, thinking their wealth and power lets them

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

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