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.

the bar, grabbing empty beer bottles that had been discarded by the party-goers. Their green glass glinted with remnants of liquid under the dim

recycle those or something?” I

He smirked. “You’ll see.”

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

shooting lessons, huh?” Logan asked,

was important for my safety. My father

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

smirked. “You have no

pause before Logan, with a side glance,

hint of a smile forming. “What do you mean?” I asked. He hesitated, then

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

slightly, taken aback by

was wrong. I’m pleased to get to know the real Ella, and

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

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

away, making the atmosphere grow thicker.

thinking about it still made me uncomfortable. The thought of my straight- laced father meeting Logan filled me with a

words that swirled in

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

of old cement and moist dirt surrounded us, offering a stark contrast to the contemporary

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 pistol, Logan

fired. Two bottles shattered instantly, their fragments

gun, an amused expression on his face, no doubt expecting me to fumble. Little did he

recalling all the sessions, all the instructions, all the relentless drills I had undergone. Holding the pistol firmly, I took

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