His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 355 Broken Noses & Broken Hearts

Logan

It was supposed to be simple-a night out at the racetrack, full of life, energy, and maybe, just maybe, the softening of Ella’s guarded heart toward me.

The air was warm, filled with the scent of gasoline and grilled meats, as I wandered through the maze of food vendors. I was in a good mood, an incredibly rare feeling for me. Ella seemed to be enjoying herself, and that made me think tonight might just be different.

I took my time selecting our food, eyeing stalls that sold fries drenched in cheese, corn dogs with a crisp exterior, and for a touch of sweetness, funnel cakes powdered with sugar.

“Logan! Is that you, buddy?” a voice broke through my thoughts. I turned to see Mike, the vendor I had known here for years. He ran one of the more popular food stalls, known for its top-tier corn dogs and fries.

“Hey, Mike,” I greeted, a half-smile forming on my lips.

“Wow, you’re in the viewing area tonight? Skipping the usual gig, huh?” he winked, carefully avoiding specifics, a man accustomed to the nature of delicate topics.

“Yeah, just felt like doing something different,” I replied. “And I’ve got company.”

“Ah, the lovely lady I saw with you. She’s cute. Got a new girlfriend or something?” Mike asked, tossing a corn dog into the fryer.

“No… Just a friend,” I said, the words coming out more defensively than I intended. “And Mike, don’t mention anything about my usual activities here, okay? I don’t want her to know.”

Mike winked again, a knowing look in his eyes. “Your secret’s safe with me. In fact, how about a little discount for the mystery man?”

“Appreciate it, man,” I said, gratefully accepting the tray loaded with greasy food that was sure to make Ella’s mouth water.

the crowd, my wolf stirred, a low growl

she’s going to be upset when she finds out the truth about what

mentally retorted. “It’s not like she’ll ever let

hissed. “She’s smitten with you, whether she’s willing to admit it

back to how Ella had

white-blonde was hair pulled up into a messy bun rather than a tight ponytail, her mascara slightly smudged from

my old playroom, we had almost gotten closer than ever before. The intimacy of that moment would

her life, and she would never go for a guy wrapped up

I might to extricate myself from the mafia, there was always the looming possibility that its claws were in too deep to let me

precisely her fierce independence and moral rigidity that I loved, even if those were the very barriers keeping

just going to let her slip away?”

the tray a little tighter. “And maybe it would be the best. For her, at least. To keep her away from this… life

my decision. I shook my head slightly and continued

returned, balancing the tray carefully in my hands, I saw him. Some stranger was sitting next to Ella-in

uncomfortable, her face tightened into a strained grimace as she tried swatting his

a tunnel focused on

my fists clenched, my muscles tensed, and I lunged at him, grabbing his shirt and punching him square in the face. There was a sickening crunch, and

of chaos, Ella screamed, people around us recoiled in horror, and security guards flooded the scene. As I was being dragged away, I heard Ella’s footsteps following, her face hidden

who had seen me here many times, said, “Logan, you’re known here. Come back

I snapped, shaking him off and making my way through the parking

up to me. “Logan!” she called after me,

blood off my knuckles before she could see. “I’m fine,” I lied, although my body was still tense and