His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 330 Trust in You

Ella

In Logan’s embrace, the world felt distant. All the fears and anxieties seemed momentarily shrouded by the warmth of his presence.

But as we separated, the weight of the spilled wine on the hardwood floor brought a sudden, albeit misplaced, urgency to the atmosphere. The dark liquid spread lazily between the shards of glass, forming an ominous pool that mirrored my tumultuous emotions.

Logan’s gaze shifted from my face to the mess at our feet. For a fleeting moment, the gravity of our situation seemed to vanish, replaced by the simple need to address the accident before us.

“We should clean this up,” he said quietly, already moving toward the kitchen. I nodded, still grappling with the magnitude of everything. I watched as Logan fetched a roll of paper towels and a broom. As he bent down to start picking up the shards, I quickly joined him. on the floor, trying to focus on the task at hand.

Our hands worked in tandem, almost in a silent. rhythm, cleaning the wine and gathering the broken pieces. At one point, as I reached out for a particularly large shard, our fingers brushed against each other.

The contact sent a shiver up my spine. The intimacy of the moment, the dim lighting of the room, and the scent of the lavender aroma of my apartment mixed with Logan’s natural musk intensified the atmosphere. It felt like we were trapped in a cocoon, the outside world and its impending dangers momentarily forgotten.

Logan’s hand hesitated for a moment before he gently took hold of my wrist. The touch was soft but firm, and I could feel the heat radiating from his palm. With his other hand, he carefully turned my wrist, examining the red welts.

“Ella,” he whispered, his voice carrying a pain that mirrored my own. “We need to clean these.”

helped me to my feet, leading me towards the bathroom. The cool tiles

gently dabbed at my wrists, cleaning away the grime and sweat. The cold sensation made me

antiseptic cream, “my world hasn’t always been kind. Quite the opposite, actually. But I’ve never wanted to see someone I care

welts as her applied the cream. I had to look away, my heart hammering in my chest.

“Maybe he’s not what we initially thought. Maybe there’s more to him

has shown a side of you that I never expected, Logan,” I said, a slight chuckle escaping

in isn’t black and white. There are shades of gray everywhere. But

two souls entangled in a world of chaos, finding solace in each other’s presence. My wolf nudged me gently, urging me to trust, to let go

maybe, just maybe, Logan wasn’t the monster I had once thought him to be. Just then, however, I looked up and saw the tumultuous swirl of emotions in his

a sharp edge, its earlier warmth replaced by icy concern. “And what the hell were

brewing headache. “I can

hair and retreated to the couch, sinking into its soft cushions, looking a million miles away. The weight of our

to this level with either of us, then the murder in that kitchen-it’s bigger than we thought. Someone’s trying to frame me,

intricacies of the case and more worried about the immediate threats facing us. “You think it’s

like to think even Harry wouldn’t cross, despite our differences.

my eyes, her youthful exuberance and carefree spirit. The very idea of her being ensnared in this terrifying web of deceit and danger was