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.

even more calculated and precise. He led with an authority) that was hard to resist, highly reminiscent of

was the weight of his gaze, constantly

tension between Leonard and me. It was not just a dance-it was a power play, a game of wits. But it was clear Leonard had more cards up his

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

a hint of amusement coloring his voice. “Bravo, really. It was quite the

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

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

out something concerning I saw to Logan,” I said.

dark world of

“But that man…”

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 on him

the man had been

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

should treat another human

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

I refused to let

his icy blue gaze almost hypnotic. “How is your little sister, Daisy? She

ran cold. How did he know about Daisy? I had kept her as far away from this world

up Daisy.” “Easy, Ema,” I cooed, calming her. “I’m angry, too. But let’s think rationally about

to bristle inside of me. “But if he ever

“And I’ll allow you.”

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

almost a growl. He chuckled, twirling me around the dance floor gracefully, yet with a hint

pounding like a war drum inside my chest, but

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