His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 299

Chapter 299 Target Practice

Ella

The laughter from Logan was unexpected-a short burst, barely audible over the ambient hum of the bar’s patrons. “You’re very funny, Ella,” he said, shaking his head. I sat up straighter, leveling Logan with an icy stare. “I’m dead serious, Logan.”

His blue eyes bore into mine, trying to gauge if I was joking. “You? A gun?” “Yes,” I replied, unwavering. “Growing up, my father made sure I took shooting lessons. For self-defense. Your bodyguard has an extra pistol, doesn’t he?”

Logan’s expression shifted from amusement to contemplation. “You truly think you can handle it?”

“I wouldn’t be asking if I couldn’t.”

He sighed and ran a hand through his dark hair. “Alright. But you’ll have to prove yourself first.”

“Prove myself how?” I laughed, looking around. “Don’t tell me your next big reveal of the night is for me to shoot the pimp that’s been standing in the corner and giving you dirty glares since you beat up one of his customers.”

Logan’s face turned a slight shade of red, but only momentarily.

“No,” he said. “Come on. I’ll show you.”

As the music and laughter reverberated through the bar, Logan took my hand and guided me away from the throng of people, making sure we went unnoticed.

beer bottles that had

to recycle those or something?”

He smirked. “You’ll see.”

where Logan pressed the round button that said “B”. As we took it down, the air was silent, save for the rhythmic dings of the elevator as we gradually descended each

Logan asked,

asked, “It was important for my safety. My father wouldn’t have it any other

“Just didn’t think he’d be the type. He must

smirked. “You have

glance, added, “Clearly,

“What do you mean?” I asked. He hesitated, then finally said, “I find you… very interesting,

I tried to keep

preconceived notions. Thought you’d be just another

frowned slightly, taken aback by

was wrong. I’m pleased to get to know

to my mind, but instead of voicing any, I chose silence. Ema whispered, “He’s being

getting close was not on my agenda. “You shouldn’t believe everything you read,” I finally said, my voice

ticking away, making the atmosphere grow thicker. “I look forward to meeting your father one day,” Logan remarked, breaking the

I recoiled. I knew that Logan meeting my father was one of the stipulations of our arrangement, but thinking about it still made me uncomfortable. The thought

“We’ll see,” I replied noncommittally, leaving unsaid the words

the basement. As the doors slid open, revealing the rustic confines beyond, I felt a mix

old cement and moist dirt surrounded us, offering a stark contrast

The room was spacious, the brick walls damp, revealing its age and history. From somewhere high up, an old rusty sign hung, swaying ever so slightly, bearing the emblem of what might’ve once been the name of a shop. Picking up the

instantly, their fragments scattering across the table. He grinned triumphantly, expecting applause or at least

over the gun, an amused expression on

steadied my breath, recalling all the sessions, all the instructions, all the relentless drills I had undergone.

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