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.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
Aiden’s POV Aiden’s POV Every moment of that week before our honeymoon was completely filled with wedding festivities and family gatherings. Nathan and I barely got the chance to relax, but when we did, it was more than refreshing. After a relaxing break from the busy week, it felt like I could finally breathe after years of being strained and overwhelmed. Sitting in our private jet, I realized my feelings about the past week the solar lights illuminating the plane. As if on cue, Nathan smiled and reclined in his seat, which made it all better. A secluded island, a luxury resort, and no distractions to the world – it was perfect for us. “Can you believe we’re finally doing this?” Nathan asked, casting a look at me while wearing that familiar grin that rendered my heartbeats irregular. I let out a chuckle, reaching forward to hold his hand. “I can’t believe that is, like, everything is falling into place.” As we skirted around the ocean, the city lights beneath us started dis
Logan’s POV The day after Aiden and Nathan excitedly shared their big news, everything seemed to pick up the pace. Miley and I had hardly settled back in from our lovely vacation when we were swept into the exciting whirlwind of wedding planning. It felt like a flurry of activity, but I knew how dedicated Aiden and Nathan were, and honestly, I couldn’t help but feel thrilled for them. Their quick decision to get married didn’t throw me off at all—it felt absolutely right, and that was what truly mattered. Meanwhile, Miley was taking a more down-to-earth approach. She wasn’t the type to go overboard with things like this, so I knew she’d help keep the plans both simple and meaningful. The challenge was that Aiden and Nathan were starting to lean towards some of the same ideas—both being perfectionists, it seemed like a grand celebration was on the way. It was the weekend, and Miley and I had just wrapped up breakfast when Aiden called to check in. “Hey, Logan,” Aiden’s cheerful
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 s