Chapter 300 A Dance With Fate

Ella

The transition from the basement’s cool, rustic ambiance to the vibrancy of the party was almost jarring. As Logan and I re-entered the ballroom, I was immediately struck by the whirl of colors, the soft strains of music, and the kaleidoscope of voices melding together in a symphony of laughter and chatter.

From the throng emerged a familiar face. Leonard Barrett, Logan’s father, with his steel- gray hair slicked back, and a tall, commanding presence. His piercing blue eyes, which Logan. had apparently inherited, immediately locked onto mine.

I had met the man once before, and our encounter hadn’t been the warmest. His reputation in the business world as a ruthless. mogul was well-earned, but in person, it was his charisma that was truly overpowering.

“Ah, Ella,” Leonard greeted, the corner of his lips turning up slightly. “You look even more radiant than when I last saw you.”

I offered a polite smile, trying to keep my composure in front of the daunting Mafia boss. “Thank you, Mr. Barrett. It’s good to see you again.”

“Please, call me Leonard,” he corrected with a slight twinkle in his eye. “May I have this dance?”

It wasn’t so much a question as it was a declaration. I shot Logan a brief, anxious glance, but he just raised an eyebrow, seemingly as curious as I was about his father’s intentions.

The orchestra transitioned into a slow, haunting waltz. Leonard held out his hand, and after a slight hesitation, I placed mine in it. He led me onto the dance floor, and soon we were twirling amidst a sea of dancing couples.

the dance progressed, Leonard’s movements seemed to become even more calculated and precise. He led with an authority) that was hard to resist, highly reminiscent

more daunting than his steps was the weight of his gaze, constantly fixed on me, assessing

moved in synchrony on the dance floor, but there was a palpable tension between Leonard and me. It was not just a dance-it was a power play, a game of wits. But it

few people tonight,” Leonard remarked, his gaze sharp, appraising.

he continued, a hint of amusement coloring his voice. “Bravo, really. It was

earlier incident. The bruised face of the escort, the silent plea in her eyes, tears in the restroom. The way the man’s cruel grip on her

found in the bathroom to Logan, never expecting

out something concerning I saw to Logan,” I said. “I never expected anyone

Ella, in this dark world of ours, one

“But that man…”

every bit of what he got. He’s been a thorn in our side for a while. Thanks to your

indifferent to the fact that the man had been removed

but I pushed it down. “I just did what I felt was

another human

Cross the wrong person with such righteousness, and the results…” He let the words hang in the air, his grip on

race, but I refused to let him see me falter. “What do you

his icy blue gaze almost hypnotic. “How is your

her as far away

bastard,” Ema growled, perturbed by Leonard’s thinly veiled implication. “How dare he bring up Daisy.” “Easy,

bristle inside of me. “But if he ever touches a hair on

“And I’ll allow you.”

satisfaction of a response. Instead of answering, I held his gaze defiantly. I felt a low growl resonate deep within

growl. He chuckled, twirling me around the dance floor gracefully, yet with a hint of possession. “Everything’s connected in our world, Ella. The sooner you understand that, the better off you

like a war drum inside my chest, but somehow, I managed to

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