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
NadineI see Logan's concerned look, and I can't help but be drawn to him. But as much as I'd love to commit, I have to guard my heart to avoid getting burned again. My mind goes back to my discussion with Asher, and I wonder who Isabelle is. With the way Logan is pressing and asking now and then, I'm tempted to open up to him about my discussion with Asher. But I'm scared of driving a wedge between Asher and Logan. Logan could be many things - he might seem cool and understanding at first, but then take it the other way around.Logan's stare is making me uncomfortable as I eat. "You're making me nervous with your stares," I say. He just smiles and says nothing."I see you don't want to talk about your discussion with Asher," he says, resting his back on the couch. I can tell he's frustrated. I don't want him to feel bad about the whole thing, so I tell him, "There was nothing serious. We just talked about his daughter. I guess I got too emotional seeing the circumstances surroundi
Who could be interrupting my moment with Nadine? I curse inwardly as I move away from her to retrieve my phone.My heart beats fast in my chest when I realize it's Samantha calling. "What does she want?" I whisper to myself, aware that Nadine is watching my every move. I need to be careful; Samantha is many things, and I don't think I want to agree with what she wants from me.I swipe my phone to answer the call, getting straight to the point. "What is it?" I ask, not beating around the bush. I know I used to feel something for her before, but I guess it's all in the past. She dumped me at the altar, after tagging me along for so long. I thought she loved me; we were perfect together until I noticed she started drifting away. I asked her many times to know the reason, but she didn't tell me. I loved her too much to let go, thinking the love I had for her would overshadow whatever uncertainty she had about us, but I was wrong.On my wedding day, I was left alone at the altar, wait
I go to my room, making my way to the bathroom. I look into the mirror and notice my face is flushed. I smile at myself, thinking about my time with Logan. I can't deny the attraction we both have for each other. I want to guard my heart, but how can I when I love helplessly? That's always been my weakness. I think about my time with Daniel - the love was one-sided. He left me without closure, and when we met again at Logan's parents, it seemed he was in pain that I had moved on.I shake my head, dismissing the memories. I don't want to think about Daniel right now. Jake, who I thought was my fairy tale love, happens to be cheating on me with my twin sister. I see how happy they look together. The last time I saw them, they seemed so in love, while I was stuck in this complicated situation with Logan. Logan, on the other hand, has been sweet, but the thought of Samantha makes me hesitant to commit to him. I don't want to give my all to him, only to end up getting burned again.I
Nadine’s POV As Logan prepares to leave, I reach out and grasp his arm, "Logan, stay."His face illuminates with a radiant smile, and I'm struck by the uncanny resemblance to Shawn. The same piercing eyes, the same jawline.Logan takes a step closer, his expressions were that of uncertainty, curiosity, and vulnerability.My mom rises from her seat, interrupting the charged moment. "I'll call the doctor," she says, exiting the room."Thanks, Ma," Logan says, turning his head to watch her leave.The room falls silent, with only the sound of our ragged breathing, I'm scared he would hear my heart pounding loudly.I hold his gaze, my heart pounding. What secrets lie beneath his enigmatic smile?Logan's eyes lock onto mine. He takes another step closer, his uncertainty palpable. Time stands still as he stares at me, my heart pounding in my chest.I smile, breaking the tension. Logan's face relaxes, and he smiles back. He leans in, his lips brushing against my forehead in a gentle kiss."W
Her voice bursts through the phone, with an infectious happiness. "Nadine is finally out of her coma!" she exclaims, her enthusiasm making a smile tug at the corner of my lips. "I'll be right there," I respond, already imagining the moment I'll see Nadine.I feel jealous and wish I could have been the first person she saw. I should have stayed by her side, not come home to freshen up. I push the thought aside, chiding myself for being selfish.As I rise from the couch, my body aches from the impact of two weeks of hospital vigils. I hadn't planned to sleep that long, but exhaustion got the better of me. I shake off the fatigue, as my heart races with anticipation. I need to see Nadine, to hold her, and know she's okay. I hurry towards the door, to make my way to the hospital.As I step out of my room, I notice Rosa coming from Shawn's room, her gentle movements showing that she's just put him to bed. I approach her, eager to share the news. "I'm off to the hospital, Nadine is awake
Logan's POVI'm rushing to Nadine's side, thankful for the vest that saved my life. I can see the pain on her face, blood seeping from her wound. I scream for the paramedics, trying to numb my pain because she needs me now more than ever."Stay with me, Nadine!" I shake her gently, desperate to keep her awake. But she smiles weakly, her eyes filled with pain, and holds my face. "Take care of our son," her voice barely audible.My heart shatters as she slowly closes her eyes. "Nadine, no!" I shout, with grief. The paramedics arrive, and I watch in a daze as they place her on a stretcher and load her into the ambulance. I climb in beside her, holding her hand as they work to save her life.The sirens blare, and the ambulance speeds away. My mind raced with thoughts of losing her. I'm trying to stay strong, but my heart is breaking. I'm whispering to her, "Don't leave me, Nadine. Please don't leave me." But she's not responding. I'm left with only the sound of my desperate pleas.I'm liv
Nadine's POV Tears stream down my face as I curl up in a ball, my body shaking with uncontrollable sobs. I feel like I'm slipping away.I never thought I'd be in this situation - it's like something out of a movie. Who would ever want to be here? I realize I've just woken up from sleep. My stomach growls with hunger. I wonder where my essentials are - my credit card, phone, and ID. I must have dropped them when I was dragged into the car. I panic in fear as I scan my surroundings, trying to remember what happened.I try to remember how I got here, but my memories are hazy. I recollect being dragged into a car, but it's all so fuzzy.I try to sit up, but a sharp pain shoots through my head, making me wince. I must have hit my head when I was taken. As I look around again, I notice a small door on the opposite side of the room, and I wonder if I could escape. But what if someone is waiting on the other side?Suddenly Sydney bursts through the door, her face is with rage, and I'm cau
Logan's POV As Nadine exclaims in joy, "I could kiss you right now!" I feel a surge of desire. I have to restrain myself from giving in to her simple request. My cock twitches in my trousers, responding to her proximity, but I know I must resist.Instead, I slowly lean in and kiss her hair, trying to play it cool. I make my way outside, taking a deep breath to calm myself down. I don't want to compromise our budding cordial relationship.The fact that she accepted the gift is a positive sign, but my mind is elsewhere. I'm worried about the impending danger lurking in the shadows. Ethan is nowhere to be seen, and I don't know what he's planning. I need to be prepared, nothing can go wrong with Nadine and Shawn, not while I'm still alive.I pull out my phone to call Asher, eager to share the good news that Nadine accepted the necklace. But as I walk into my home, my mind starts to wander. I can't shake off the feeling that something is off, but I can't quite put my finger on it.I t
"Ethan," I mutter, my voice shaking with relief as he approaches me. But his face is stone cold, devoid of emotions. "Ethan, thank God you're here. Please, tell Sydney I'm not Isabelle. She's got the wrong person."But instead of helping me, Ethan takes a step closer, with a file in his hand. His voice is laced with anger, making my heart quiver. "Do you think I give a fuck what she does to you?" he growls.I'm taken aback, shocked by his words. "But...but I thought you were here to help me," I stutter."Do you think I'm here to exchange talks with you? I'm here to make sure she finishes you, just like planned."Ethan's words are like a death sentence. I'm trapped, with no escape from Sydney's wrath. "Oh, so you mean to tell me that this was a plan worked out between you two?" I ask, trying to process the betrayal.Sydney's face twists in a snarl. "You still have the mouth to say rubbish? Many authorities want you dead. And it will be with great pleasure to end your life.""Imagine
I struggle to break free, but their grip is like a vice. My heart races like a wild animal, and my mind spins with questions. Who are these people? Why are they doing this?I'm manhandled and pushed into the cab I had stopped to hail, my body flailing wildly as I try to break free. I try to shout, "Leave me the fuck alone!" but my voice is muffled by the cloth covering my face.I attempt to move my hand to pull it off, but I'm shocked to find my wrist bound by a cold metal cuff.My mind races with thoughts of my life being threatened. Fear grips me. I think about all the milestones my son will reach without me. His first day of school, his graduation, his wedding day... I'll never get to see them.Tears prick at the corners of my eyes as I think about my mom. She'll think I'm fine, but how long will it take her to realize something's wrong? Will she ever find out what happened to me?Ethan's face flashes in my mind. How will he feel when he finds out I've been taken? Will he be scared
I take a step back, trying to create some distance between us, as Logan’s face inches closer to mine. He notices my movement and hesitates."I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...you know," he trails off, his eyes searching mine for understanding.“I just wanted to say thank you...for choosing to have Shawn, despite everything between us before you left.”“He's my boy too, and I don't regret...any of it," I sayLogan nods, with a small smile on his lips. "Thank you anyway.”I study Logan's face, trying to read his intentions. I kinda like this new, softer side of him, but I wonder if it's just an act for Shawn’s sake. Either way, it's a welcome change."So..." I draw out the word, curious about what he's going to say next.Logan’s hand slips into his pocket, and he pulls out a small box. He holds it out to me, his eyes hopeful.I shake my head, hesitant to accept whatever is inside. "No, Logan, I don't want anything from you."He takes a step closer, his hand still extended. "Just take it, Na
"Wait, sorry, my bad," I say, moving the phone away from my ear to double-check the number. I was expecting Ethan's call, but this number is unfamiliar. Yet, the voice on the other end is unmistakable - Logan.I try to sound civil, for Shawn's sake. "What's up?" attempting to keep the tone light."Nothing much, Nadine. Did you sleep well?" I'm not interested in small talk, so I cut to the chase. "Yes, I did. Why are you calling?" The pause is brief, but I sense he hesitates before Logan speaks again. I wait, wondering what he wants to discuss."I was wondering if I can have my time with Shawn today," I recall Shawn's excitement earlier, asking to see his buddy today."Okay," I say, and I can almost hear Logan's sigh of relief on the other end of the line. I'm taken aback - I know he thinks I'll say no. But I'm done fighting; all I want is what's best for my son."What time are you coming?" I ask."I'm right outside your mom's house," his voice is a little stronger now. I glance out