Logan
The chilly wind that night was relentless, and as I stepped out of the car, I felt a pang of emptiness as I looked up at my dark mansion.
The ever-present guards flanked my home, silent statues in their tailored suits.
Their stillness was deceiving, because beneath the calm exterior, they were ready to leap into action at any moment. All it would take was one order from me. The fight that ensued earlier when they stupidly kidnapped Ella was proof of that.
However, even with their presence, I couldn't help but feel isolated.
My home was a testament to my tastes: large, opulent, and overlooking the vast expanse of the sea. But tonight, it felt different.
The house that had been a silent refuge now echoed the solitude of my thoughts. Why was it that just a short
