Logan POV
I was dealing with urgent matters when i stopped by my brother's office to find him bemoaning with his inept son. "We must curry favor with that proxy,our financials keep worsening." of course they are giiving control of his hares to that incompetent who just squanders, the Pierce's group stays stable only because of my hand along with my other ventures. They'd better not mess with my ambitious aims, or i'll cast them out myself. " I hear the lady's about your age, Julian, a longtime Jasper's protege, although she's never been public.' Julian: "protege? is that what they call whores now? she must have been his lover. No worries, I know how to handle those kinds of sluts; she'll be eating out of my hand soon enough."- The notion of a lady on the board is intolerable, but our business with the Hale's neccesitates equality, limiting my say. worse still, I must placate that... lady. Likely another inept who'll skedaddle sooner rather than hang around. We're all on pins and needles over who will take the helm as the new executive of the company. I can hardly fathom that my firm is thrown into turmoil by a mere lady. At last, she emerges from the elevator. I must concede, she is strikingly beautiful, and her mere presence incites an aggravating sense of unease in me. I grow even more incensed as i watch the evident desire to claim her mirrored on everyone's faces. This is exactly what i mean; she's just arrived, and everyone is falling over themselves to garner her attention. This lady is nothing but trouble. To soothe these inept fools, I'm the first to speak up. They maintain their distance as i approach. "Miss Hale, welcome. I'm Logan Pierce." despite her demeanor, i detect a hint of fear and aversion from her the moment our gazes meet and my voice reaches his ears, ( where have i seen this lady before? her stare is...). She stays behind one of her bodyguards, hardly attempting even a pretense of politeness- not your typical lady prototype. "Thank you! which office is mine?" she shows no interest in the other executives, especially not me. Who does she think she is? Julian: " this way, Miss Hale. how was your journey?" she doesn't move until her guardian does. it's as if he is ensuring no one gets close to his boss. what's with this lady? he pauses, i presume due to the murmurs of those presnt. "Let's be clear, i only care about safeguarding the Hale family's interests, and i'll mercilessly wield all my authority to bring down anyone who even dare try to cross me," her words are heavily laced with anger and scorn, palpable almost. I had suspicions something was amiss with other ventures, but is she suggesting we're embezzling from the Hales. " Watch your words. are you accusing us of something?" " To accuse you, i would need evidence and , were it in my posession, the guilty parties would be already arrested and stripped of all prestiege and pennies. I'm simply clarifying the stakes because i'm certain many assume I'm just another naive and gullible lady— but they couldn't be further from the truth, if you will excuse me". I must confess, I never anticipated being addressed in such manner. Beyond my own shock, the looks on these fool's faces are unmatched. It seems the tenure of this lady might turn out to be interesting after all. Miley's POV I was thankful Dave kept me at bay. Another thing I owe to Aiden. Facing Logan and that brief clash with him nearly sapped all the strength I'd gathered these past days just to stand here today. Every fibre of my being reacted to his proximity. How is it that I reacted to him? I know the memories will never fade, but it should be as lifeless as the me from all those years ago. Julian: " Here we are, Miss Hales. May I call you Miley? We are the same age, and it feels odd to be so formal." I really can not stand this man ,and just for what he did in the past, but because his intentions are glaringly obvious. " No, you may not. I am Miss Hales to you and everyone at this company. I have no interest in making friends. Address me solely for work-related matters. Is that clear?" His discomfort with my stance is blatant. He's used to no lady resisting him. I can hardly believe I once found someone like him appealing. Julian: " Very clear, if you will excuse me" " One more thing", He stopped to look at me. " I need all the information on the dealings with Pierce's group— financial statements, transactions for the past years, everything." Julian: "With all due respect, those matters are not within my purview,but rather with..." " Then speak to whoever is responsible. I need those documents on my desk by the end of today," I said, closing the door on his face before he could finish. Ready to call my children, there's a knock at the door. '" My name is Eva Ortiz, I am your assistant. Mr. Aiden sent me ahead of time , one week prior to your arrival." My brother truly thinks of everything. " Come in! " She's quite young and attractive. it seems we are around the same age. " Please, have a seat, Eva. I suppose you have something for me?" Eva: " Yes, Miss Hales. following Mr. Aiden instructions, I have gathered all the information I believed you would find useful. it's organized by company, date and project. Also, I've requested the necessary documentation for the investigation for the investigation from all connected companies." " I am impressed. You've done an excellent job; this will save me a lot of time." Eva: " Thank you , Miss Hales. That's part of my job." " According to this, two companies still haven't submitted their paperwork. What happened?" Eva: " I'm on it, Miss Hales. Gilbert and the Majestic company are the only ones yet to comply. " Please handle it. Tell them their deadline has passed and they won't get a minute more. They will be penalties for non-compliance." Eva:" Understood Miss Hales. Excuse me." She left seemingly fearful. it's the stress taking it's toll, only twenty minutes in this place and I need a little life before pressing on. I reached for my phone and dialed my kids. Jaden answered swiftly, both appearing on the screen, Kiara clutching her stuffed toy while greeting me. Kiara: " Mummy, are you coming home soon ?" " My love, I wish I could be there to give lots of hugs and kisses but I can't come just yet." Jaden: " You won't be here for lunch then?". I've never missed a meal with my kids unless they were at the nursery. " I promise I will be there for lunch. I miss you terribly." Kiara: " See? Mummy will come, Jaden . you said she couldn't, Mummy" "For you both, always. I love you. I must get back to work now, behave yourselves." Kiara and Jaden: " Bye, Mummy." A knock at the door— Dave again. " What's the issue?" Dave: "Mr. Pierce was here. knowing you were occupied with your children, I informed him you were unavailable . if I've overstepped ,I apologize." " No, you did well. Thank you." Which Pierce was it, Logan? Dave: " Excuse me, Miss Hales." "Dave?" Dave: " Yes, Miss Hales?" " Which Pierce came by?" Dave: " He claimed to be Maurice, Julian's father, the president's elder brother." Atleast it wasn't Logan. But what does that man want with me? he's never been a pleasant figure. " Alright, well done." Turning to my work , I can't if I want to be with my kids at lunchtime. it's 11:30 now— just enough time to make it home. Eva: " Miss Hales, the president requests I remind you of the executive meeting that starts in 15 minutes." "Fifteen minutes? impossible. Lunchtime is scared to me, and I will not delay it for anything. Draft a report, please." Eva: " As you wish, Miss Hales." Dave: " Where shall we go, ma'am?" " Home, Dave. They're waiting for me." Dave: " Yes Ma." Logan POV "Miss Hales won't be able to attend the meeting; I will represent her." Her secretary informs me, visibly anxious. What sort of person is she? Are those corridor whispers true? Her lunch hour is sacred but ours are not? She's a lady, no better or worse than the rest, then. Her personal matters must take precedence over a company she pledged to guard. Her intentions are blatantly self serving.I've spent two weeks here, and it hasn't been easy having encounters with Logan every day. Steering clear of him is simple; our communication is limited to what's strictly necessary, and courtesies like greetings are superfluous. He doesn't like me and doesn't bother to hide it. I strive not to care, reflecting back the same attitude, or at least I try. I put forth a strong and indifferent front when around him, but deep down it hurts quite a bit. Sometimes, I feel his gaze on me, as if he's trying to decipher me. It's irritating and stirs my anxiety. None of them remember me, the boy whose life they shattered over five years ago. I prefer things to stay that way; I have no desire to dredge up the past. Yet, the thought of making them all pay hasn't left my mind. They wrecked my world and then pretended as if nothing happened. But the worst of them, the one who hurt me... ...the most, is someone I'm unsure how to handle. One by one, I'll learn their weaknesses. As I reach the
Aiden POV When | lifted my gaze, the last person I expected to see was standing here. I know why he came, and it's because | chose Miley to return to America. "You here? | thought you would avoid me for the rest of your life... How long has it been since it was just you and me? Three years?" Nathan: "Why the hell did you send Miley over there? You know what she's been through,how frightened she has been all these years,and you sent her alone to confront those people? What kind of person does that?" I pushed his hand off my neck and sighed. I anticipated this reaction, yet it stings regardless. I'm prepared, to be sure, but it doesn't mean it doesn't hurt. Beyond that, |am also enraged. "What's wrong with that? Miley agreed to go, | didn't force her. She knew what was in store but she consented. Are you afraid that upon seeing that person again, she might choose them over you? Are you that clueless? He'll never love you. In fact, I'd wager she forgives him before showing the sl
Nathan POV No matter how I try to reach him, he never answers the phone, hasn't been to the offices, and I've postponed my return overseas because I need him to reconsider. Years ago, when Aiden drunkenly admitted he had feelings for me, I didn’t give it much thought; still, 5 years on, nothing has improved. And I guess the fact that I confessed my feelings to Miley hasn’t helped matters either. He becomes more of a stranger to me by the day, and now I realize I know absolutely nothing about him. I don’t know who his friends are, his favorite places—nothing. Which is why, four days since that call, I haven’t been able to find him. Damn it, Aiden, when will you stop being my worry and making me work overtime? I’m furious I won’t let him give up, not ever. Logan POV Lately, she's been the talk of the town, the four Hales business partners were penalized for embezzlement, and their businesses went bankrupt almost immediately. Moreover, she's secured key associates for he
Miley POV; Today, my little ones started kindergarten. I was more nervous and worried than they were. Jaden: Don't worry, I'll take care of Kiara,Mum. "I know you will, Jaden. You're so dependable. Just try not to get into trouble, okay?" Jaden: Yes, Mum. Kiara: Bye, Mummy. Will you come for us? "Of course, my princess." There may be days when I can't come, but for now, they are my top priority. Kiara: Mummy? Is it true that Dad lives here? That question hit me out of the blue. Perhaps I'm misreading everything, but they stopped asking about that person after they turned five. "Which Dad are you talking about, Kiara?" Jaden gave his sister a look I'd rarely seen; he was angry. Had they been talking about this? Kiara: Sorry, Jaden, but I do want to meet my daddy. "Kids, who told you this?" Jaden: I heard you the other day talking to Grandpa. You said you didn't want to come back here because he was here. I remembered that conversation; it was over a year ago whe
Miley POV | took a deep breath, standing in front of his office, with Dave remaining by the door ready to assist if needed. I entered; he wasn't seated in his usual chair but was leaning casually against his desk. This posture lent him an air of elegance and severity that unnerved me. Logan: "that night you said... "- just hearing the start of that sentence stripped away my resolve and my intention to keep that day buried in my memory. Instead, all the emotions I've battled for years came flooding back, along with the anger and hatred I harbored for this man. "I have no interest in discussing that. If you didn't come here on business, goodbye." I turned to leave. Logan: "I want to know if what you said about being innocent is true... Were you the one who planted that drug? Answer me!" - Now he wants to listen? Even if I repeat my innocence, would he believe me this time? And what would | gain by affirming it now? I do not want this man trying to get close to me, that noti
Aiden POV "So, my only two options are surgery or waiting for my death? Okay, let's do it." Doctor: "Do you understand the risks involved with this procedure, Mr.?" "Yes, you've repeated them enough. I'm fully aware of everything. Please, proceed." Doctor: "It's important for patients to have someone with them during these types of procedures, in case of any complications." "No, there's no one. My instructions are clear. Only if this doesn't work out whether I die or something else happens can they call him. Doctor: "Are you certain?" "Yes, very certain." Doctor: "Alright then." It's strange having so much free time. Well, sometimes, | spend hours immersed in study after study, | still take care of company matters, avoiding talks with Nathan though. There're only two scenarios for us to meet again: the first is everything goes well, and in a few months, I return as if nothing happened. In that case, he'll be furious, maybe shout a bit, scold me for not doing a
Miley Pov After that day's event, everything has been chaotic. Logan noticed my fear, he couldn't recognize me at first; there's no connection between us even though | bear his children. This won't bring us together, and that's perfectly fine by me. Or that's what | wish to say, I'm pushing myself beyond my limits, rejecting him and pushing him away hurts me more than | care to admit. | can't stay here any longer. | should have told Aiden the truth, that this person is Logan Pierce and that I carried his children. | can't let this man drive me to despair; I'm all Kiara and Jaden have, and they are all | have. That's why I'm here in the first place, Hales Enterprises is their legacy too. The call I got from Nathan was disconcerting; he said Aiden stepped down from the presidency and no one knows his whereabouts. | left many messages without success, tried calling, and nothing. | don't like this one bit. Was their argument that severe? Eva: You've finished with your commitment
Logan POV | found myself at home, uncertain of how long I'd gazed at the twins even after Miley had departed. All | knew was that it was a considerable period, and | had no mood for work; my mind was a jumbled mess. | arrived at my solitary abode, sequestered myself in my study, and poured myself a drink. Sir, weren't you headed to work today? Imani, my butler, and possibly the sole soul able to endure my disposition, expressed his astonishment. He's been in service to my family all my life, and when | chose my path at seventeen, he supported me more ardently than my father. He's been by my side ever since. "Imani, have you ever regretted something so deeply that you longed with every fiber of your being to have acted otherwise? That you'd heeded that little voice in your head for just one moment?" Imani: Oh, many a time, sir, but we cannot alter what's past; we can only live in the now and better ourselves for what's to come. "You speak such beautiful notions, but how
Logan's POV The sound of the helicopter blades whirring above us was deafening, cutting through the silence of the night. I held onto the straps of my seat, feeling the rush of wind and the slight tremor in the aircraft as it veered toward the island. I had no time to waste—Aiden and Nathan were in trouble, and it was up to me to get them out. I wasn’t sure how they had gotten themselves in this mess, but I knew it didn’t matter. They were family now, and I couldn’t let anything happen to them. Not after everything that had happened. I turned to the man beside me, who was checking the weapons and equipment. "Are we clear?" I asked. He nodded, a grim look on his face. "We’re good, sir. The intel says the compound is heavily guarded, but we’ve got the element of surprise on our side." I exhaled sharply, my mind racing with thoughts of Aiden and Nathan. They hadn’t taken their usual precautions, and now they were paying the price. But I would get them out. I had to. No one threate
Aiden's POV The door swung open again, and the man who entered sent a chill down my spine. His unsteady gait was the first thing that caught my attention—he wasn’t walking like someone in control. He swayed from side to side, his eyes wide and unfocused, a strange, eerie grin plastered across his face. He wasn’t just disturbed; he was high on something, no doubt about it. My pulse quickened as he locked eyes with me. I could see it—the madness, the unstable nature of the man who stood before us. He seemed unpredictable, barely in control of his own movements. But even in this deranged state, there was something terrifying about him. Something dangerous. The door clicked shut behind him, and he smiled—an unsettling, too-wide smile that didn’t match the situation. "You two, huh? Think you’re clever, running away. Trying to escape what’s already written for you?" His voice slurred slightly, but the venom in his words was sharp and clear. Nathan, standing beside me, tensed up, his ja
Aiden’s POV The week leading up to our honeymoon had been a whirlwind of wedding celebrations, family gatherings, and finalizing every last detail. Nathan and I were finally able to slip away for a much-needed break. It was the first time in years I’d felt like I could truly breathe, and I intended to make the most of it. The sun was setting as we boarded our private jet, the cabin filled with the soft hum of the engines. Nathan was already reclining in his seat, a peaceful smile on his face, as if he, too, was finally allowing himself to relax. The plan was simple: a secluded island, a luxurious resort, no distractions, no stress. Just us. “Can you believe we’re finally doing this?” Nathan asked, glancing over at me with that familiar grin that made my heart skip a beat. I chuckled, reaching over to take his hand. “I can’t. It feels surreal, like everything is finally falling into place.” As we flew over the ocean, the city lights below slowly faded, and the endless expanse of
Logan’s POV The day after Aiden and Nathan shared their big news, everything seemed to speed up. Miley and I had barely unpacked from our vacation when we were thrust into the whirlwind of wedding preparations. It felt like everything was happening so fast, but I knew Aiden and Nathan were determined, and honestly, I was excited for them. Their decision to get married so fast didn’t faze me—it felt right, and that was all that mattered. Miley was taking a more practical approach, though. She wasn’t one to go all-out with things like this, so I knew she would help them keep things simple but meaningful. The problem was, Aiden and Nathan were starting to have some of the same ideas—both were perfectionists, and it looked like a grand event was on the horizon. It was the weekend, and Miley and I had just finished breakfast when Aiden called to check in. “Hey, Logan,” Aiden’s voice came through the speakerphone. “Miley around?” “She’s here,” I said, looking over at her as she
Logan’s POV We had just gotten back from our trip, and I could see how much Miley had relaxed during our time away. The kids were in high spirits, too, still talking about their treehouse adventures, and for the first time in a long while, Miley’s smile seemed genuine. It was like the vacation had given us all a reset we desperately needed. When we pulled into the driveway, I noticed Aiden’s car parked in front of the house. He and Nathan must’ve been waiting for us to get back. I couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at the sight. Aiden wasn’t exactly the type to pop over without a reason. “Looks like we have company,” I said to Miley, who was just about to open the door. She gave a small sigh. “I wonder what this is about.” We both got out of the car, and the kids immediately bolted toward the door, eager to tell Aiden and Nathan all about their trip. Miley and I exchanged a look before following them inside. --- Aiden and Nathan were sitting in the living room, talking with th
Logan’s POV The sun was shining brightly as we arrived at the cabin, and I could already tell the kids were excited. They had been bouncing around in the backseat for the whole drive, asking if we were there yet, if they could run and explore the moment we got out. Miley, on the other hand, seemed quiet, staring out the window, lost in her thoughts. I hoped this trip would give her a much-needed break from everything. The moment we parked, Jaden and Kiara scrambled out of the car, running towards the door of the cabin like it was the best thing they’d seen in ages. Devon followed calmly behind, making sure they didn’t get too far ahead. Miley and I took our time getting out, unloading the bags, but I couldn’t help but notice her mood—still distant, still a little heavy. “Come on,” I said, holding out my hand to her with a grin. “What do you say we get this vacation started?” Miley gave me a small smile, taking my hand. “Alright, alright, let’s get it over with.” But there was som
Miley stood frozen at the front door, staring at the woman who had once been her mother, the woman who had never once stepped forward in her defense. The room felt suffocating, the weight of the years and all the unspoken words pressing down on her chest. It had been 13 years since she had last seen her mother, and now, after all that time, here she was—standing in her home, asking for forgiveness. Her mother, once vibrant and full of energy, now looked older, tired, and desperate. Her hands trembled as she held them out, as if pleading for Miley’s compassion. “Miley, please… I know I’ve wronged you, but I need you to hear me out. I want to apologize. I know it’s been too long, but I’ve only just come to realize the truth about that night. I was misled, and I was too blind to see what was really happening.” Miley’s heart twisted painfully, but she didn’t allow herself to soften. It had taken her mother over a decade to come to her senses, to even bother to learn what had truly h
Jaden's POV Mornings in our house are always chaotic. With three kids and two parents who act like they’ve forgotten how chaos works, things get pretty loud. Today was no different—except it was my turn to keep an eye on Devon. At Six years old, he was basically a walking tornado. “Devon! Stop hiding in the laundry basket!” I yelled as Kiara, my twin sister, leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed like she had all the time in the world. “That’s not a good hiding spot,” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “He does this every time we’re late.” I leaned over the basket, glaring at the tuft of brown hair sticking out. “Devon, if we’re late for school, Mum and Dad won’t let me play video games for a week. Do you want me to suffer?” “No games for you if we’re late!” Devon shot back, giggling. Kiara smirked. “I told you this was your problem. You’re the one who woke him up early.” I rolled my eyes. “Thanks for nothing, Kiara.” This kid was impossible. After five m
Logan Indeed, our marriage hasn't seen any pronounced shifts; title or not, my love for her would grow with each passing day.Should there be a distinct difference, it's that her whims and cravings have magnified, paralleling the growth of her belly-we three are delighted to indulge her. The downside: Miley has evolved acertain softness towards the twins. It's not just spoiling and pampering; nor am I jealous, but I wish my omega would draw closer to me as well.Spotting the silver lining, this time can solely be classified as idyllic.I get to cherish my family, my little princess,and Jaden, so smart and mature. Watching our pup grow incrementally in Miley's womb, and being there for them, I wouldn't alter a thing.Well, perhaps one-leaving for the office right now. Miley insists I shouldn't fret, but our child's birth is in four days; naturally, I want to be here should anything arise.Stuck in a tedious meeting with Draco and some associates-if that term even applies -I've spent