I don't understand why Asher is giving me that look. "Asher, what's up?" I ask, confused.Logan stands up from his chair and moves closer to Asher. "I thought you were in bed already," he says, curiosity in his voice.But Asher ignores Logan's question and turns to me instead. "You know, you remind me of someone I know," he says, his eyes fixed on mine.I look up from my food, realizing he's talking about me, and our eyes meet. Logan notices the tension and looks between us, wondering what's happening.Just then, Logan's phone starts ringing. "Excuse me," he says, using the call as an opportunity to leave Asher and me to talk. He walks away, answering his phone, and Asher's gaze returns to mine, with an unreadable expressionAsher moved closer, sitting on one of the chairs. I didn't look up from my food, continuing to eat. "On behalf of my friend, I'm sorry for the way he has been treating you," he says, while I looked up in that instant. "Logan and I are doing just fine," I say, not
As our mouths dance in sync, a voice in my head screams for me to stop it, but another voice urges me to enjoy it while it lasts. I know I've wanted his lips on mine for so long after our first encounter. I wonder how I've survived being in this same house with this sinfully handsome man without misbehaving.With a satisfying smile, I draw his head closer, deepening the kiss. He smiles in between the kisses, and at one point, the kiss becomes intoxicating. He exerts dominance, and I allow him to take over as he roams my mouth with his lips, kissing me with so much strength.In the intensity of the moment, I feel like I'm losing myself to him. The kiss is passionate and all-consuming, leaving me breathless and wanting more. I know I should stop, but I can't help myself. I'm trapped in the desire between us.I love every bit of it as sparks are ignited, flying around everywhere his hand touches. This is an experience, one I didn't want to go away in haste. We draw apart for some tim
My heart skips a beat at his words. Could it be possible? I push the thought aside, not wanting to get my hopes up.Then, I face him, looking into his eyes, thinking about the possibility. The last time I had sex was with him, and it was our first and only encounter - two months ago. I've had my period since then, so there's no way I could be pregnant. I shake my head in denial. "Logan, I am not pregnant," I say, knowing that our contract includes a clause about me providing him with an heir.But before I can finish my statement, he places his finger on my lips, silencing me. He doesn't want me to continue speaking. His eyes lock onto mine, and I see a spark that suggests he wants this to be true. But I know it's impossible... or is it?He looks at me with both tenderness and intensity, his eyes searching mine for something. I feel my heart racing, my mind racing with possibilities. Could it be true? Could I be carrying his child?"Logan, I..." I start to speak, but he silences me a
He lifts me, cupping my ass while wrapping my leg around his torso, his mouth still locked on mine, kissing me fiercely as if his life depends on it.He moves me to the bed, positioning himself between my legs. The heat of his body against mine is intoxicating, and his erection pressed firmly against my entrance. He pauses, his eyes searching mine for permission.I nod, and with one powerful thrust, he enters me.The sensation overwhelms me, I feel pain first, then a wave of pleasure that leaves me breathless. His movements start slow, but once he fits perfectly, he quickens, desperate and intense. I love it fast. Wrapping my leg around him, I lock eyes with him, unable to look away."Logan," I gasp, gripping his shoulders. He responds with a growl, his pace becoming even more frenzied. The room fills with the sound of our bodies meeting as he thrusts harder.I can feel myself teetering on the edge, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable height. "Logan, I'm going to..." My sen
"Can you please stop questioning my wife and enjoy breakfast?" Logan snaps. I notice his attitude coming back into place, but I try to shake off the feeling. I take my bacon and some eggs and enjoy them. I don't have much lined up for today, so I think I'll just laze around and watch some movies when Logan eventually leaves for work."What are your plans for today?" Logan asks, his gaze locked on mine, waiting for my response."Nothing really," I reply. "I'm thinking of just nesting up and watching movies.”"Okay," he says, biting into his food and bringing it to his mouth. I watch him gulp it down, and the movement of his Adam's apple makes me swallow hard. I can't help but think about everything we've done."Did you hear anything I said at all?" Logan asks, snapping me out of the frenzy of emotions that had engulfed me."Y...yes, what did you say?" I ask him, looking at him expectantly, hoping he'll repeat himself. His gaze locks onto mine as if he's trying to decipher my thoughts
We entered the boutique. I feel a little out of place among the luxurious surroundings, but Logan's presence makes me feel more at ease. But one thing stands out: we're the only ones in the boutique. I look around, trying to figure out what's wrong. He notices me looking around and smiles at me. "What's wrong?" he asks me. "I'm p..puzzled," I stutter. "I bought the whole floor so no one can interrupt our shopping," he explains.My eyes widen in shock, I place my hand over my mouth to stifle the scream that threatens to escape. I've already done the calculations in my head - if he's willing to buy out the entire floor of the boutique just for our shopping, how incredibly wealthy is this man standing before me?"You don't have to, Logan," I say finally, finding my words."Yes, I do, my wife," he replies, taking my hand in his. "Come, let's go shopping."The number of times he's referred to me as such today makes me think he's taking this marriage contract more seriously than I anti
The drive back home is an awkward silence. I try to strike up a conversation with him, but I notice that the words refuse to form on my lips. I turn my face to look at him and realize that his eyes are fixed on the road, his hands tight on the steering wheel, his face in a stoic mood like he's thinking hard. I brush off whatever thoughts are on my mind as I rest my back and relax, but I don't know for how long. Suddenly, I feel a movement around me, and I open my eyes to notice Logan trying to carry me inside. I wiggle out of his hold and realize that I have fallen asleep."Sorry, I wanted to help you up to your room since you had slept off," he says awkwardly, looking at me."Thank you," I say, stepping out of the car on my own. I have no intention of going inside; I just want to be left alone to think about everything right now. I notice that my chest feels heavy with something I can't quite point out like I have a feeling that something bad is going to happen. Shaking my head,
I hear Asher screaming my name from my study, and I panic because I sense fear in his voice. He's not just screaming; he's calling my attention to something bad that might have happened. I traced his voice to the pool area, knowing Nadine went that way after we got back to the house. I wanted to follow her but decided to stay back, I know she is conflicted about me and thought it was because of Samantha.I rush to the pool and see Nadine has passed out. I can see panic in Asher's voice as he looks between me and Nadine. "What happened to her? What have you done to her?" I ask, wondering why Nadine is in this state.I scoop her up into my arms, her fragile body clinging to me like a lifeline. I carry her away from the pool, noticing Asher is hot on my tail. "What happened?" I ask him as I lay her down on the couch."We were just talking about some random things, and then I realized she was gasping for air," Asher explains, looking scared. "I've never experienced anything like this be
Nadine's POVThese past few weeks have been the best of my life. Shawn knows Logan is his dad, and it’s been a smooth ride. He sticks to Logan's side all day, and Logan, being the doting father, has no other obligation than to satisfy his son’s desires.Our dates are magical, and we’ve been on so many more since then. Logan spoils me silly, making every moment feel special. During one of our outings, he asked me to be his girlfriend, and I couldn’t care less about the label because I knew he wanted to woo me—that’s how he puts it.Logan’s family is eager for us to bring Shawn around so he can get to know his father’s side. I see pure love in their eyes as they bask in Shawn’s presence. Later, I find out that the blonde Logan pointed out at the restaurant with Chris is Lucas’s girlfriend. I feel a flush of embarrassment when I remember how I wanted to march up to her and stake my claim on Logan. Thank goodness I didn’t do that! I turn to Logan and playfully smack his chest. “Ouch!” h
Logan's POVI can’t get enough of Nadine. She’s like a soothing balm for my aching heart, and after giving her multiple orgasms, I feel like I’ve been on one hell of a ride.I want every part of her to bear my mark, so no man dares to come close to what is mine. I trail kisses over her body as she slowly opens her eyes. “No, not again, Logan,” she murmurs, feeling my erection pressing against her.I can’t count the number of times I’ve had an erection just from kissing her, and each time, it leads to amazing sex—an explosion of pent-up desire finally released. “I need to see my boy,” she whines, making her way toward the bathroom.I smile as I watch her. I want to see my boy too, but I dream of us being a family, all under one roof. Waking up each morning with Nadine by my side, peppering her with kisses and sending her into ecstasy before I head off to work. I imagine my son jumping up and down on my bed, trying to wake us up. The picture brings a smile to my face.Suddenly, I real
Nadine's POV.He pulls away and asks me a question I wasn’t expecting. Things are moving faster than I thought, but I know we’ve been avoiding our feelings for too long. We’ve both suffered in denial.“Go on a date with me,” he says softly, his eyes searching mine for a reaction. But I know I’m ready to take that leap of faith for us.I smile warmly, letting him see just how open I am to his request.“Of course, yes.”The smile that lights up his face is beyond ordinary, it’s captivating, pulling me in like a spell. He draws me closer and kisses me gently, and I savor the bliss that washes over me. Then it hits me—I need to call Rosa to let her know I won’t be home tonight.There’s no way I’m leaving here; I just want to stay in his arms all night.He notices the shift in my mood and asks, “What’s wrong?”“I need to call Rosa.”“Oh, how’s our son doing?” he asks, watching closely, testing if I’ll show any vulnerability.“He’s fine, but he wasn’t too happy with us leaving so suddenly.
I can’t believe what I just heard. My heart leaps with joy, pounding so hard I feel it might burst from my chest. “I’m right where I should be,” she whispers.It feels surreal. “Say that again, Nadine,” I urged, my face lighting up with happiness.“Oh, stop, Logan,” she replies, covering her face with her hands.Unable to contain my excitement, I scoop her up in a bridal carry and head up the stairs.“Drop me! I can walk by myself!” she laughs, but I can’t help my joy as I carry her with happiness.“Where are you taking me?” she asks, laughing.“To my bathroom. Remember that day you had your bath here?” She nods her head against my chest, a playful smile on her lips.I can’t seem to have a bath without thinking about that day. I kick the door open and step inside, gently lowering her to her feet under the shower.As the warm water cascades around us, I slowly start to remove her clothes, then peel off my own until we are both naked, feeling the heat envelop us.I take a moment to ad
He moves his hand down, sliding my pants aside, and finds my clit with his fingers. I shudder, arching my back as he continues to press deeper. He adds another finger, fucking me with it, but it doesn’t come close to satisfying the longing that’s consumed me for years. No amount of self-control can hold back the desire that surges through me.His fingers alone can’t quench my thirst. All I want is his dick inside me, filling me, while my clit clench around him.He slams into me with all the raw power I remember from our first night together, igniting a fire deep in me.That night is etched in my memory, and each time I use my toy, I picture him, as I thrust in and out reliving the raw connection I feel that reckless night.As he drives deeper, sensations flood back, every gasp, every moan, every brush of his skin against mine. I remember the way he looked at me, his eyes dark with desire, as if I were the only thing that mattered in the world.I think of how desperately I craved him
"Nadine," he calls my name, and my knees go weak. I can’t help myself; I lunge at him, pressing my lips to his. He swings into action immediately, without hesitation, as if he’s been waiting for this moment. What does this man do to me? He kisses me back, matching my intensity, pouring as much desire into the kiss as I do.I know this man. His presence etches itself into every part of my being. I can’t stay sane without him. I know it sounds cliché, but it’s the damn truth. He owns me, and I’m sure he feels the same. My encounter with Chris is a wake-up call, reminding me to hold on tight to what I have. Rosa’s words echo in my mind, even if she thinks I didn’t hear: I shouldn’t let a good man slip away.“Oh, Nad,” he whispers, his hands roaming over my body, cupping my butt. I wrap my legs around him, keeping our lips locked.He carries me to the couch, laying me down gently before finally pulling away.“What the hell, Logan?” I snap, frustration bubbling up like a child denied th
Nadine's POV I'm still reeling from Logan's sudden appearance and departure. My heart was racing, and my body trembling with desire. How does he do this to me? I feel like I'm trapped in a web of longing, unable to escape.The way he touched me, his fingers tracing my skin, sending shivers down my spine. His eyes, burning with intensity, seeing right through me. And that whispered question, 'What do you want?'... It's as if he knows I'm powerless against him.I try to shake off the feeling, telling myself I'm on a date with Chris, but Logan's presence has awakened something deep within me. I can't deny the connection between us.Chris... poor Chris. He has no idea what's going on. I feel guilty, about using him as a distraction from Logan. But Logan's games are exhausting. Why can't he leave me alone?As I return to the table, Chris notices my flushed cheeks and asks if I'm okay. I force a smile, trying to brush it off, but he sees right through me.'Everything alright?' he asks, con
Logan's POVI keep tabs on her, my men tracking her every move. But tonight feels different. I'm told that she’s going on a date with Chris Meyers, the kind of guy who can charm his way into anyone’s heart. I know he won’t stop until he has Nadine under his spell, and the thought twists my heart with disgust, a sharp pang of jealousy tightening my chest.Even from afar, I sense her unease. Her eyes darted around, searching for someone, anyone, watching her. Little does she know, it’s me.Kelly, my brother Lucas’s girlfriend, is nearby. Lucas has been pushing me to meet her, and as soon as he steps away to take a call, I know it’s my moment to move closer.When I point at Kelly as my date, I see it in her eyes—she’s ready to tear her apart from miles away.Returning to my seat, I feel Nadine’s gaze follow me, tracking my every move. When she finally stands, I slip away, quietly following her.She heads toward the restroom, and I follow, keeping my distance as I move discreetly in the
The past few weeks have been a wild ride, just as I expected. I've spent more time at my flower shop and squeezed in several dates.Some of them? Total snooze-fests. They drone on about themselves—their accomplishments, their families without ever asking what I want.One guy bragged so much that you'd think I was lucky just to be sitting across from him.Another couldn’t stop talking about his mom and his pet, which screamed a red flag from a mile away.Logan’s been away a lot, but he still checks on Shawn when I’m not around, always making sure to send flowers. This time, though, he didn’t come by in person to place the order.But his absence is obvious even Ava can't stop talking about the gorgeous man who ordered flowers which I know she is referring to Logan Even Shawn has noticed, asking where Logan’s been. I just shrug, unsure of the answer.He followed up the flowers with a sweet message that had me grinning from ear to ear.Lately, I’ve been exploring more—going on dates, unw