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, highly reminiscent of Logan’s

was the weight of his gaze,

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 it was clear Leonard had more cards up

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

continued, a hint of amusement coloring his voice. “Bravo, really.

the restroom. The way the man’s cruel grip

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

just pointed out something concerning I saw to Logan,” I said. “I never expected anyone

laugh was soft, but there was no warmth in it.”My dear Ella, in this dark world of ours, one should

“But that man…”

get me wrong,” Leonard said, his cold smile widening. “He deserved every bit of what he got. He’s been a thorn in our

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

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

should treat another human

the 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,

I refused to let him see

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

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

Daisy.” “Easy, Ema,” I cooed, calming

ever touches

“And I’ll allow you.”

Instead of answering, I held his gaze defiantly.

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

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

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