EllaStanding by the bar, I tried to calm my racing heart amongst all of the mobsters. Logan was busy with a business partner, and I felt like I was swimming alone in a sea of sharks. But more than anything, Madeleine’s proposition still lingered in my mind, weighing me down.A bartender was preparing my drink, the rhythmic clinking of the glasses providing a small distraction. But as my gaze
EllaLeonard’s surprise was palpable. His usually stoic face now registered a mix of confusion and, was that disbelief?The bustling restaurant patio, filled with the scent of seafood and the ocean air, seemed to fade into the background. All that remained in focus was the tense standoff that had unwittingly begun our corner, all thanks to Harry.
Ella“...Or do I need to prove myself?” Logan asked, his voice dropping to a husky tone.I stifled a laugh. “Prove yourself? How?” I asked.Logan sighed, his blue eyes flashing with something that I had o
EllaLeonard’s face was a tapestry of smug delight, every wrinkle and crease accentuating his satisfaction.“Well, well, Miss Ella. I must say, I’m delighted,” he drawled, leaning casually against the tall table behind him. “I look forward to the grand occasion of meeting my soon-to-be in-laws.”
LoganThe thrum of music and the ripples of conversations were deafening, but all I could focus on was Ella, standing defiantly across the patio.Her impromptu declaration of the engagement party had left me stunned. It felt like something she had concocted on a whim, yet her performance suggested otherwise. Was Ella this good an actress or had she been mulling this over for a while?
EllaThe atmosphere of the restaurant was alive with a cacophony of murmurs and a symphony of glassware clinking, but my focus was narrowed to the drink that I was nursing in the wake of Marina’s presence. I wasn’t alone for long, though, before I glanced over to see that Logan had silently appeared beside me.“I have something to show you,” he insisted, his eyes shrouded in
EllaOur breaths intertwined in the small room, mixing with the scent of moth balls and old memories, as we quickly smoothed down our clothes and stepped apart. Logan looked as if he had something to say, but quickly shut his mouth after a glare from me.Then, just as we had managed to create a facade of innocence, the door swung open, revealing the intruders: Marina and Harry.
EllaLogan’s blue eyes finally met mine, filled with an emotion that I couldn’t fully read. Remorse, maybe. And pain.“Ella, it’s not—”“Save it,” I cut him off, a sudden surge of anger bursting through my veins. “Just save your breath, Logan.”