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.

and precise. He led with an authority) that was hard to resist,

his steps was the weight of his gaze,

in synchrony on the dance floor, but there was a palpable tension between Leonard and me. It

surprised quite a few people tonight,” Leonard remarked, his gaze sharp, appraising. I met his eyes. “Oh?” I asked.

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

bruised face of the escort, the silent plea in her eyes, tears in the restroom. The way the man’s

incident I had found in the bathroom to Logan, never expecting it

I saw to Logan,”

this dark world of ours, one should never act without assuming the worst consequences. Actions, however small, ripple farther than you

“But that man…”

me wrong,” Leonard said, his cold smile widening. “He deserved every bit of what he got. He’s been a thorn in our side for a while. Thanks to your keen eyes, a valuable lesson was imparted

to the fact that the man had

regret, but I pushed it down. “I

another human

“But be careful. Cross the wrong person with such righteousness, and the results…” He

my heart race, but I refused to let him see me

almost hypnotic. “How is your little sister,

as far away from this

by Leonard’s thinly veiled implication. “How dare he bring up Daisy.” “Easy, Ema,” I cooed, calming her. “I’m angry, too. But let’s think

of me. “But if he ever touches a hair on her head, I’ll rip him to

“And I’ll allow you.”

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

of this,” I finally said, my voice so low it was almost a growl. He chuckled, twirling me around the dance floor gracefully,

felt my heart pounding like a war drum inside my chest, but somehow, I

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