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.”

first time I had encountered such brazenness, and I doubted it would be the last.

find some sign of faltering in my stance. Eventually, he let out a breathy

me to hear, “too loyal, even when there’s a hefty wad of cash

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

calming the

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

shuddered to think of the potential consequences. It was paramount that my real identity remained cloaked. The world I had walked into was fraught with dangers far worse

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

the small sacrifices that keep us safe,” I replied gently, not letting the sting of her words

a sip of my drink, allowing the cool liquid to soothe my frayed nerves. Tonight had already proven to be more eventful than I’d expected, and the

and the fading music 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

that was his father, and the other a younger man with the same dark hair

of cheer that didn’t quite reach his eyes. That smile sent

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

Marina. She was wearing a tight red dress, much like

my finger on why she made. me so uneasy. Maybe it was the cloying sound of her voice. Maybe it was the way she sauntered wherever

it was her eyes. Her narrow, knowing eyes. The way that her body and her voice created the impression of a dimwitted heiress, but her eyes knew everything. Saw everything. Saw straight

she was looking right at me with those eyes, and a smirk on her face. I quickly looked away, feeling my cheeks flush red. As I tried to busy myself with a fresh drink,

my voice laced

a ghost.” He took a deep breath. “My brother’s throwing an after-party on his yacht tonight. He

“Are you serious? After that… that display on the dance floor? I’m exhausted, Logan. I just want to go