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.

bottles that had been discarded by the party-goers. Their green glass glinted with remnants of

recycle those or

He smirked. “You’ll see.”

where Logan pressed the round button that said “B”. As we took it down, the air was

Alpha Princess Ella took shooting lessons, huh?” Logan asked, glancing over

I asked, “It was important for my safety.

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

“You have no

before Logan, with a side glance, added, “Clearly, the apple doesn’t fall far

“What do you mean?” I asked. He hesitated, then finally

I tried to keep my face

when I first met you, I had some preconceived notions.

slightly, taken aback by

and warm. “Now, I’m glad to admit I was wrong. I’m pleased to get

such raw honesty. A thousand retorts rushed to my mind, but instead of

shouldn’t believe everything you read,” I finally said, my voice cool. Logan chuckled. “I’ve

atmosphere grow thicker. “I look forward to meeting your

that Logan meeting my father was one of the stipulations of our arrangement, but thinking about it still made me

sentiments. “We’ll see,” I replied noncommittally, leaving unsaid the words that swirled in

As the doors slid open, revealing the rustic confines beyond, I felt a mix of relief

reaching the basement, the scent of old cement and moist dirt surrounded us, offering a stark contrast to

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

fired. Two bottles shattered instantly, their fragments scattering across the

sarcastically, “but now it’s my turn.” He handed over the gun,

the relentless drills I had undergone.

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