“Welcome what can I...” the words got stuck in my throat. Bryce? What the hell was he doing here?My smile faltered immediately. Bryce with his slicked back hair and that arrogant smirk plastered on his face, looking every bit the high powered annoying prick he always was. He was wearing a crisp linen suit, the kind that screamed ‘I come from money so bow before me peasants’ even from across the street. He looked as surprised to see me as I was to see him."Logan?" he exclaimed, his voice a mixture of disbelief and amusement. He pushed his glasses up his nose, his eyes scanning me with a curious intensity. "What in the…?"I managed a weak laugh. "Long time no see Bryce." I forced the words out.He chuckled, the sound hollow. "Indeed. What are you doing here? Selling flowers? I never thought I'd see this day in my life."I felt a prickle of unease. This was the last thing I needed. A reminder of the life I was living now. A humble flower seller. "Just trying to make a living,"
I sat uncomfortably on the couch, biting my finger nails as I waited for Peter to arrive. Whiskers jumped on my laps and purred softly before settling comfortably there. She had just finished eating her meal that I served for the three of them when I arrived. Whiskers was clingy, Paws....not so much, and Minnie didn’t even let me anywhere near her. She wasn’t very friendly. I stroked whiskers fur lightly as I sighed, the door clinked open and Peter came in as he dropped his coat on the hanger just by the side of the door."Logan what’s the problem. You sounded distressed on the phone.” I could see his brows arched with worry. I sank deeper into the chair and whiskers leaped out from my laps and jumped to her scratching pole. "I ran into Bryce at the flower shop today." I said but my eyes were still on whiskers as I watched her activities.Peter's brow furrowed. "Bryce? What's he doing in this side of town?""Apparently he was buying flowers," I moved my focus back to him. "And he
“You talk like you are even going to give me a chance to negotiate.” I rolled my eyes.Stephen leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with sadistic satisfaction. "I'm a reasonable man Logan. I'm willing to come to a concession."I looked at him, my gaze unwavering. "Concession? What do you want in exchange?"He shrugged. "Use your head Logan. What have I always wanted from you?"I frowned, utterly bewildered. "I don't read minds Stephen. Speak plainly so I’ll know damnit." I said irritated.He smirked, leaning even closer. "If you…indulge me…just once, I'll let you have the company."“Indulge you?” I said confused, then my eyes shot up as I got an understanding of what this disgusting pervert meant. Disgust washed over me immediately, that I could feel my skin crawl. I couldn't believe it. This wasn't a business proposition, it was a vile degrading offer. And from an ugly brat even.I didn't even hesitate. I grabbed the glass of water, the ice cubes clinking against the glass, and t
The screech of tires against the gravel driveway was the first indication that this wasn't going to be pleasant, if anything, it was going to be a ragged mess. For me especially. Gavin slammed on the brakes hard, throwing me against the dashboard. My breath hitched at once. He got out of the car and came to my side of the car. Before I could even register what he was doing, he had the door open and was pulling me out by force with my arms, and my protests were muffled by his strong grip. I stumbled, trying to resist, "I can walk Gavin! You don't have to...shit! Don’t fucking drag me!" I said annoyed.He ignored me completely, as he kept dragging me towards the mansion. There were at least forty guards positioned around the mansion. The ones by the entrance stood at attention, their faces neutral, as Gavin dragged me along, they bowed their heads in unison, their greetings formal. This was one of Gavin’s mansion in his private estate, but I wondered why there were so many guards her
~ Gavin’s POV ~Possession. Obsession. Two sides of the same coin, forever intertwined and engraved deeply I’m my very soul. These two words have been the driving forces of my life, ever since I was a boy. Logan, with his unruly hair, his mischievous grin, and that intoxicatingly sweet laugh. He had since then become the object of my obsession from the moment I laid eyes on him.It had started innocently enough. I was new to the neighborhood, a scrawny twelve years old kid with a nervous stutter and a father whose business was just starting to blossom. Since I was relatively new, I had no friends and the other kids had their own cliques. It was a school only the elite kids got to go and every business man made sure their kids made friends with children of influential business men. My family’s situation was quite unstable and my dad wanted to fit in right with the others so he registered me and that bratty sister of mine, Lily in Queens academy. I found it hard talking to new people a
I had finally gotten a hold of him, and I’m not letting him leave ever again .“Get use to it. This is your new home.” I told him as I stormed out of the house. The guards just at the entrance bowed to acknowledge my presence and I stopped in my heels as I turned to face them. "Logan is your new boss, but never ever let him leave this house. Not even for a single second. If he tries, or if anything happens to him while he's here, I will have your heads on a platter. Understand?"They nodded, their faces grim. I didn't need to elaborate. They knew what I was capable of.With a furious stride, I crossed the lawn and slid behind the wheel of my car. The gates swung open before I even reached them, the guards anticipating my impatience as I sped past the gate. My grip on the stirring wheel was tight as the memory of Logan's crying face flashed before my eyes. The raw wounded expression he had just a few minutes ago, the tears welling up in his eyes as he asked me, "Why are you doing
After that argument with mother and Lily, I had most of my things moved to the private mansion. I do not think I would be coming back here anytime soon. It was almost six pm, so I called that secretary of mine to see if she had handled the work I had assigned to her.“Yes sir, everything has been handled and signed.” She informed.“Okay, I’ll come get it now.” I said curtly as I hung up. Jaxon was indeed a bastard through and through. He used my desperation and haste to hike the prices. I had to pay ten times what Stephen Cove was originally offering the bastard. It didn’t matter anyway, as long as I had gotten them back for Logan. I drove back to the private mansion and I was welcomed by Mrs Lola who has already started her duties."Mr Gavin welcome back.” She greeted.“What about Logan.” I said ignoring her greeting.“I am yet to see Master Logan sir. He hasn't left his room since and also hasn't come down for lunch or dinner yet." She informed politely.I nodded, a frown crea
The quiet road stretched out before me as I sped through the desolate street. Where I was going, I didn't know exactly. I just kept driving, the engine low, and growling like a crazy beast, and my foot heavy on the gas pedal.My mother's warning kept playing on repeat in my head, her sharp and disapproving voice "He would leave you Gavin. You're suffocating him."Suffocating him? I was trying to protect him, to keep him safe. But Logan, with his stubborn defiance, was pushing me to the brink.Frustration surged through me and I slammed my fist against the steering wheel, the horn blaring a discordant note across the empty street. I yelled angrily as the kept honking the car, the sound echoing through the car. It was a cry of despair and desperation.My hands trembled on the stirring wheel, and my heart pounded aggressively in my chest. I stepped on the brake abruptly, bringing the car to a stop in the middle of the empty street, and I covered my face with my hands, trying to calm
I slammed the bathroom door behind me, the sound echoing the rage pounding in my head. Fuck. Just fuck. I yanked my pants trousers on, the soft material surprisingly rough against my skin, a huge contrast to the slick heated feel of… last night. My jaw tightened as I recalled my night with Logan. Last night had been… perfect. God, it had been everything. Logan and I, pressed together in that cramped shower, the steam fogging the mirror, his warm mouth against my throbbing dick, his tongue swirling my whole lengthy. The way he had… the way he had moved and bucked his hips against mine. My fingers in his warm hole, loosening him up. It was perfect.My fingers clenched at the memory, a phantom sensation lingering. And this morning had started so well. We had been laughing, for fucks sake, almost getting at it again even, then Peter’s name had slithered into the conversation, like a goddamn snake. Just the mention of the man’s name was enough to ignite a fire in my gut. And L
“Teach me how to court Logan.” Those were the embarrassing words I had said to Lily last night. But now, I stood outside of our family mansion and Lily’s words echoed in my head.“If you want my help, you come home.” Help. As if I had a choice. I was utterly lost in the struggle to gain Logan Pierce’s affections, a lack thereof I had and Lily, that manipulative little… sister, was my only lifeline. So, here I was, at the house. Mom had also given me an ultimatum to return home today or actually get disowned for real. I let out a frustrated hiss, a small act of rebellion against the inevitable, and pushed the front door open, and walked into the house.The familiar sounds of morning filtered through the house. The clinking of silverware, hushed conversations. I knew exactly what awaited me. The ritual of forced civility disguised as family breakfast. As I entered the dining room, the scene unfolded precisely as I had imagined it to be. My father, as always, was engrossed in hi
~ Gavin’s POV ~My head pounded against the mattress as I dived in head first. I couldn’t stop thinking about a certain stubborn little bunny called Logan. Just because we had an argument, he had refused to eat for three whole days, just to prove a fucking point. A stupid, reckless and almost fatal point. The memory of his pale face, when I found him passed out in his room churned in my gut. I knew I had messed up, royally. My usual tactics, the leverage, the veiled threats , they had backfired spectacularly which almost maybe made him almost lose his life. Imagine if I hadn’t gone back that day, what would have happened? I couldn’t bring myself to imagine it. And the worst part? A tiny, shameful voice whispered that I deserved it. I deserved to lose him forever.I shifted, resting my head on my hands, staring blankly at the ceiling. Logan’s words after we got back from the hospital couldn’t stop echoing in my mind. “If you really want to date me, then come over once in a while.
The warmth I was feeling right now from the body pressed against mine was a pleasant surprise. A deep comforting heat that seeped into my bones, chasing away the lingering chill of… what? I couldn't quite place it. The feeling was familiar, though. Like a half remembered dream or memory. I snuggled closer, a small smile tugging at my lips. It was the kind of warmth that reminded me of… my mom. Her soft body pressed against mine, the gentle weight of her arm draped across my back when I was still a kid. She would hold me like that all night, a constant, reassuring presence in the darkness that clouded our lives back then. I clung to the warmth beside me now, seeking that same comfort I used to feel. But something was… off. It wasn't quite the same. The texture, for one. Mom was… softer. This was firmer, harder and more… defined. And the smell. Mom always smelled of lavender and something faintly sweet, like warm milk and honey. This was different. Sharper. More… masculi
TRIGGER WARNING!!!"Logan," he growled, his breath hot against my ear, "I’m afraid I’m going to do more than just touching.”His words sent a jolt of current through my entire body. It was like he released a horny monster inside of me with his words. "You can do anything you want," I breathed, my voice hoarse. "Just… don't penetrate."My eyes darted down to where his dick pressed against my thigh, a hard, insistent reminder of his need. He was already rock hard, a testament to the potency of his desire to fuck me. I don’t want his dick inside of me. At least not now. I’ve never done that before and I’m afraid I might not like it.Gently, I tapped his shoulder, indicating that I wanted him to put me down. He lowered me slowly, his gaze never leaving mine, a possessive glint in his eyes.I knelt before him, my hands tracing a path down his chest, across his stomach, finally settling on his waist. He shuddered, a low groan escaping his lips.My lips followed the path my hands had taken,
The icy water slipped from my grip as I attempted to grab it from him and it splashed across Gavin's chest, soaking his shirt. The thin fabric clung to his skin, outlining the hard lines of his muscles in a way that sent a jolt of unexpected heat through me. I swallowed hard, my gaze fixed to his chest, the way the water droplets traced the contours of his body."Look what you've done," Gavin grinned, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Now I have to also take a bath.""I… I…" I stammered, completely flustered."Don't just stand there," he said, reaching for me and pulling me closer. "Get me a towel." He murmured against my neck."No," I managed to get out of his hold, "you can't have a bath at my place." I tried to insist.Gavin's eyes narrowed in displeasure as he stared at me. Clearly, he hated not getting his way. "Then I'll just strip here and wait for my clothes to dry off then." He suddenly uttered.Before I could even register what he has said and was about to do, he sta
I opened the door and sat down, the leather of the car seat was cold against my skin, as it was quite windy tonight. Gavin slid into the seat beside me, his presence filling the small space with a tension that sucked in the air out of my lungs. I shifted uncomfortably and held my breath. I needed to do something, anything, the get rid of this awkwardness I was feeling.Right? I reached for the seatbelt, my fingers fumbled with the buckle, clumsily and awkwardly. Definitely not what I was going for. Before I could secure it, his hand, strong and warm, reached over, gently guiding mine as it brushed against my skin. Gavin leaned closer, his breath fanning my neck, sending a jolt of electricity through me. Our eyes met, a silent conversation passing between us in that fleeting moment. Time seemed to slow down as the world faded away and I was lost in the intensity of his gaze.He pulled the belt and clicked it into place, his hand lingering on my shoulder for a heartbeat longer than
It was a new day. A new day to burn in corporate hell. I actually missed this feeling and at the same time I didn’t. The continuous slamming of keys on my system, the calls, screaming orders..God I missed this so damn much.I had gone back to work and it was so fucking hectic just on the first day. Well we should not forget to thank the ever so compassionate Jaxon who had nearly brought the company to its knees, and the task of rebuilding felt monumental. Most of our staffs had resigned and only a loyal few remained, so we were basically short staffed and we didn’t need to have less hands on deck at this point.Peter, ever the efficient one, was meticulously filing the last of the interview notes since we needed more workers and quickly. Thank goodness a good number of them turned up for the interview today and I could finger point some really smart ones. I stretched, my back protesting the hours I spent hunched over the desk. "I'm starving," I groaned, my stomach rumbling in ag
~ Logan’s POV ~The cool wind from the window ruffled my hair. I watched the trees blurring past, as the car sped past the road surrounded by greeneries. Peter remained silent as he drove, his focus solely on the road. I sighed, but I was contented. That mad man Gavin finally let me out of the house. I had just babbled nonsense about dating properly and he fell for it. “Thank goodness!” I muttered quietly to myself. Staying in his place like that was dangerous and if others knew what he wanted me to be to him in that way and that we were cohabiting....I would be too embarrassed to face anyone. Words do fly around quickly in our circle. I do not want such attention on myself.Before this, I have never dated men. I dated a few girls back in college, but I knew guys found me attractive too, but I have never ever dated them. I had nothing against same sex relationship since my best friend Alexander Miller was openly gay anyway before he went on self exile to God knows where some years