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.

grabbing empty beer bottles that had been discarded by the party-goers. Their green glass glinted with

recycle

He smirked. “You’ll see.”

said “B”. As we took it down, the air was silent,

Princess Ella took shooting lessons, huh?” Logan

surprised?” I asked, “It was important for my safety. My father

think he’d be the type.

“You have

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

tilted my head, the hint of a smile forming. “What do you mean?” I asked.

his candidness, I tried to keep my face neutral.

looked a tad embarrassed. “I’m sorry, but when I first met you, I had some preconceived notions. Thought you’d be just another wealthy

frowned slightly, taken

wrong. I’m pleased to get

rushed to my mind, but instead of

“You shouldn’t believe everything you read,” I finally said, my

making the atmosphere grow thicker. “I look forward to meeting your father one day,”

my father was one of the stipulations of our arrangement, but thinking about it still made me uncomfortable. The thought of my straight- laced father meeting Logan filled me with a

the words that swirled in my mind: I’m not sure if I ever want that to

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

reaching the basement, the scent of old cement and moist dirt surrounded

was spacious, the brick walls damp, revealing its age and history. From somewhere high up, an old rusty sign

their fragments

my turn.” He handed over the gun, an amused expression on his face, no doubt expecting me to fumble. Little did

all the relentless

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