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.

to become even more calculated and precise. He led with an authority) that was hard

of his gaze, constantly fixed on me,

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 it

remarked, his gaze sharp, appraising. I met his eyes. “Oh?” I asked. “What do you mean,

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

escort, the silent plea in her eyes, tears in the restroom. The way the man’s cruel grip on her arm released as soon as he saw Logan’s men

I had found in the bathroom to Logan, never expecting

just pointed out something concerning I saw to Logan,”

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

“But that man…”

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

that the man had

it down. “I just did what I felt

another human that

person with such righteousness, and the results…” He

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

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

cold. How did he know about Daisy? I had kept her as far

dare he bring up Daisy.” “Easy, Ema,” I cooed, calming

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

“And I’ll allow you.”

made my 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 growl resonate deep

me around the dance floor gracefully, yet with a hint of possession. “Everything’s connected in our world,

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

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