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.

progressed, Leonard’s movements seemed to become even more calculated and precise. He led with an authority)

of his gaze, constantly fixed on me,

me. It was not just a dance-it was a power play, a game of wits. But

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

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

earlier incident. The bruised face of the escort, the silent plea in her eyes, tears in the restroom. The way the

in the bathroom to Logan, never expecting it to result in a

to Logan,” I said. “I never expected anyone to get

of ours, one should never act without assuming the worst consequences. Actions,

“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 from the party on

it down. “I just did what I felt was right,”

another

idealism of youth.” Leonard sighed, almost theatrically. “But be careful. Cross the wrong person with such righteousness, and the results…” He let the words hang in the air, his grip on

I refused to let him

hypnotic. “How is your little sister, Daisy? She must be, what,

Daisy? I had kept her as far away from this world as possible.

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

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

“And I’ll allow you.”

of my sister made my blood boil. But I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of a response. Instead of answering, I held

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

war drum inside my chest, but somehow, I managed to stay

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