EllaAfter cleaning and dressing Logan’s wound, I sat back, studying his face for any sign of discomfort. The room was still, save for the quiet rhythmic rise and fall of his chest. Warm light from the garage lamps washed over us from above, casting a soft glow that etched out the angles and curves of his face.I never thought that I would find a garage comforting, but something about this place made me feel warm and surprisingly safe.
EllaThe morning light streaming through the delicate lace curtains roused me from a surprisingly restful sleep.As my senses fully awoke, I became acutely aware of the unfamiliar surroundings once more. Stretching languidly, my fingertips brushed the lavish silk sheets enveloping me, a sharp contrast to the mundane beddings I was used to. For some reason, my thoughts instantly sought Logan.
EllaA slight heaviness was felt when I lifted the ornate box, hinting at something more substantial than just fabric within.With bated breath, I carefully tugged the ribbon apart and lifted the lid to unveil its contents. Inside lay an intricately crafted dress in a silver hue that perfectly complemented my skin tone. It shimmered as I held it in the light, its sheer beauty leaving me momentarily
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?