His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 300

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.

precise. He led with an authority) that was hard to resist, highly reminiscent of Logan’s

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

music flowed around us and our feet 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

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

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

escort, the silent plea in her eyes, tears in the restroom. The way the man’s cruel grip on her arm

had whispered the incident I had found in the bathroom to Logan, never expecting it to result in a violent

Logan,” I said.

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

“But that man…”

been a thorn in our side for a

almost indifferent to the fact that the man had been removed from the party on

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

should treat another human

idealism of youth.” Leonard sighed, almost theatrically. “But be careful. Cross the wrong person with such righteousness, and the

threat made my heart race, but I refused to let him see me falter. “What

into my eyes, his icy blue gaze almost hypnotic. “How is your

kept her as far away from

“How dare he bring up Daisy.” “Easy, Ema,” I cooed, calming her. “I’m angry, too.

ever touches a hair on her head, I’ll rip him to

“And I’ll allow you.”

blood boil. But I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of a response. Instead of answering, I held his gaze defiantly. I felt a low

low it was almost a growl. He chuckled, twirling me around the dance floor gracefully, yet with a hint of possession. “Everything’s connected in our world,

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

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