His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 298 Ella’s Got A Gun

Ella

The bar was dimly lit, its ambiance intensified by the low hum of conversations, clinking glasses, and the soft strains of ambient music. Golden chandeliers, casting sporadic glows, adorned the room, contrasting the otherwise dark woodwork.

I felt the cool leather of the bar stool beneath me as I observed the people around, each of them engrossed in their own narratives, oblivious to mine.

It’s amazing how, even in a room full of people, you can feel alone, disconnected. My fingers. absentmindedly played with the stem of my wine glass as I lost myself in my thoughts, waiting for Logan to return.

“Is this seat taken?” The voice was suave, a touch too smooth. Turning slightly, I found myself looking up at a tall man, his finely tailored suit hinting at wealth and power. I gave a noncommittal shrug. “It’s free.”

He grinned, revealing perfectly aligned teeth. “You’re Logan Barrett’s, aren’t you?” There was a knowing glint in his eyes, as though he believed he had already figured me out. I arched an eyebrow, choosing my words carefully. “I’m with Logan tonight.”

The man chuckled. “With Logan’? So diplomatic of you.” He leaned in closer, the scent of his expensive cologne mingling with the aroma of alcohol. “I’ve got more to offer than Barrett does. What do you say? Spend the night with me instead.”

not the first time I had encountered such brazenness, and I doubted it would be the

me for a moment, seemingly trying to find some sign of faltering in my

mumbled under his breath, just loud enough for me to hear, “too loyal, even

to snap back, to correct his misconception and assert my dignity. “Tell him! Tell him you’re not some

the urge, calming the restless. spirit within

whispered back to her internally. “If he thinks I’m just an escort, he won’t dig deeper. If

It was paramount that my real identity remained cloaked. The world I had walked into was fraught with dangers far worse than this

my decision. “Seems a bit cowardly,” she remarked, a

sacrifices that keep us safe,” I replied gently, not letting the

once again alone with my thoughts. I took a sip of my drink, allowing the cool liquid to soothe my frayed nerves. Tonight had already proven

formed a gentle symphony around me, but I felt like an outsider, an observer of a scene that was just out of my reach. The bar was bustling with activity, the lights glinting off crystal glasses and silver trays. Yet, as much as I wanted

and the other a younger

spoke to Logan, was eerily enigmatic, a facade of cheer that

firm, though there was a tension in his jaw and a distant look in his eyes as if he were a world away. I could tell he was in his element, playing the part of the loyal Barrett son, but there was an undercurrent of unrest, a shadow that reminded me of our dance moments ago.

wasn’t Harry, Logan, or even their father who held my gaze. It was Marina. She was wearing a tight red dress, much like the one she wore at

her voice. Maybe it was the way she sauntered wherever she

body and her voice created the impression of a dimwitted heiress, but her

smirk on her face. I quickly looked away, feeling my cheeks flush

my voice laced with

like you just saw a ghost.” He took a deep breath. “My

After that… that display on the dance floor? I’m exhausted, Logan. I just want