Charlotte’s POVOne week later,"It's not a good time to think about him right now. I want you to pay attention to your training." Luca yelled at me and pointed behind me, saying, "See? Even if you are on his land, you won't be able to escape. He'll hurt you because you're not strong enough!" "Luca, you know that I'm learning. I can't be as good as you on the first day of practice." I said it as I wiped the sweat off my face and drank a bottle of water. Luca sits on the edge of the stairs and looks in my direction. "What is it you really want to do, Charlotte? Going to leave your dad and go back to Logan?" "Of course not," I sighed, wiping the wet edge of my lips. “No matter what happens, he will always be my father. I won't leave him, and I still want to know why my mom died. She was too young, full of life, and they took it away from her." “And how about Logan?” I laughed. "I'll make him love me more, and then I'll break his heart just like he broke mine. He used me. He did som
Charlotte’s POVHe grabbed my arm tightly, pulled me, and took me to the lift. He told Luca, "Don't take a step forward or I'll shoot you in one second." Luca looked at me like he wanted me to do something, so I told him, "Just stay there. Tell Dad that Logan is trying to kidnap me!" Logan said in a low voice, "Shut the fuck up." He shut the elevator door, and we went to the parking lot, where he pulled me toward his car. He told me in a harsh voice, "Get in." “Logan, is this a joke?” I pushed him away and punched his face, and his reaction was priceless. He smirked at me, and said, “Did you really punch my face, Charlotte?” “Oh, yeah.” I tried to hide my pain because I thought I sprained my knuckles by punching his hard face. “So tell me what do you want? Why are you doing this? Do you really wanna make me so jealous? To tell you the truth, Charlotte. I’m not jealous.” I smiled at him, and pushed him away, “Then don’t.” and snatched the car’s key in his hand, and as I got into
Charlotte’s POVI walked down the hall and knocked on Casey's door, "Are you there?" "Come in." She opened the door, and my eyes landed on her dirty white pajamas with a red stain. I saw a lot of empty wine bottles on the floor, and she looked like she was in a mess. I had never seen her like this before, and my mouth dropped open as I asked, "So what happened to you?" She bit her nails, and drank the last glass of wine, and said, “My mother wants me to date Logan…” I frowned, “Logan? Who?” She looked at me worried and said, "You know how much I love my singing career. The arts are also my life. I don't want to get married, and I don't want one guy to ruin our friendship." My lips quiver as I realized what she meant, “Do you mean, Logan? My ex-husband?” I took her hand and gave her a friendly smile. "Well, if you want to date my ex-husband, that's fine with me. The issue is that...You don't know anything about that guy, but he's a living red flag. You might have seen him as a b
Charlotte’s POV"No, I'm not sure..." I said softly between gasping breaths, and I couldn't stop thinking about who saved me from almost being shot by Miguel."It could have been Logan. We know that guy. He's keeping an eye on you, so he can do whatever he wants because he knows you're safe." Luca said this while driving and keeping his sharp eyes on the road. "Why would he try to protect me? I had the feeling that he no longer wanted me. Just today, I found out that he was going out with my best friend. How could he treat me like this?" I breathed heavily, but my mind was mixed up with many complicated things. My adoptive father, who brought me up in pain, came to kill me today, but he failed. I wonder if his sins are so bad that he might meet Satan now. “Are you fucking kidding me? Of course, you’ll have to do something about that.” Luca sneered. I nod my head, “Yes, I did. I tried to stop my best friend, and she believed in me.” "You're right." He clapped his hands and pushed
Charlotte’s POVMy father looked at me and stared at me for a long time, but he couldn't decide if he would let Logan talk to me. Then he took a deep breath and looked at Logan with a cold stare. "Okay, you can talk to her." Logan asked, “And how about—” Father cut him off, and said, “I can’t decide what my daughter wants. You can talk to her, but being your wife again, I can’t decide. It’s all Charlotte’s decision.” Logan nodded his head like he was negotiating something with my father, and I walked towards him and everyone left the terrace. Logan stared at me from head to toe, like he wanted to touch me, and asked if I was okay. I raised an eyebrow, “What do you want to talk about?” He slowly breathed in and out as he got ready to say, "I just realized that I would regret losing you forever if I lost you today. I still care about you, Charlotte."It would have been funny to make fun of him for coming here and saying stupid things, but I can't. It breaks my heart that he hurt me
Charlotte’s POV“Stop laughing!” I close my mouth and smile at her again. "Luzia, I'll see you around. Don't worry, I'm not interested in your kid. No way would my dad ever murder him."I left her speechless and sneaked out to the backyard, where I saw no security guards. I was still looking for the treehouse. Luca then jumped out from behind me and scared me. I jumped to my feet and grabbed his collar, telling him, "Don't do that again!" As his face came close to mine, he took a deep breath, and I bit my bottom lip as I struggled to release his collar. "So where's the treehouse?" I asked as I turned away from him."Come, over here." He grabbed my hand and ran with me to the garden. I felt like I was a teenager again, and Luca was the king of mysterious but funny. "So this is it?" I asked with a sour face. When I looked up, I saw that the treehouse was made of beautiful native wood. Suddenly, he extended his hand and helped me climb above the treehouse. "Thanks, but I can do it,"
Charlotte’s POVOn our dinner night, I wore a red curvy dress. I had just arrived at the restaurant, and I could see that there were no other people there. I only saw Logan sitting in the corner and looking through his phone. When he sensed I was coming, he put down his phone, stood up, and stared at me from head to toe. He smiled seductively and said, "Sit...Sit with me." He was about to offer me a chair, but I touched his wrist and pushed him to sit on his chair.“Where do you want me to sit, Logan?” He smiled widely at me and playfully said, “In my lap?” I looked down at his lap and bit my lower lip, “Okay then.” He was unprepared for my next move, and I really sat on his lap, making him uncomfortable. He whispered, “Are you really doing this?” I asked him back, “You don’t like it?” “No, I mean…why do you have to provoke me, Charlotte?” I softly smiled at him, “Provoke?” “Yeah.” The waiter came in, and he was a little uncomfortable seeing me sitting on Logan’s lap. He lower
Charlotte’s POV"Your dad wants to talk to you," Luca told me as he gave me the phone from one of his conversations with my dad. I gave him the stink eye, shook my head, and said in a low voice, "Tell him I'm sleeping." "Fabian, she's sleeping," Luca told him. I heard my dad say, "Luca, I can tell she's not sleeping. Give it to her!" I took the phone from Luca's hand and said with a sleepy voice, "Yes?" "What happened tonight won't happen again!" He clarified. I replied, "And I'm not six years old anymore, so I know what I'm doing. Since I'll be twenty next month, what's the point of telling me I can't do the things I have plans for?" He heaved heavily and said, "Okay, but tell Luca your plan, okay? Charlotte, you know Logan will not let this pass. He's going to hurt you." My dad asked me, "Charlotte, do you promise me you won't do anything wrong that will put yourself in danger?" I bit my lower lip as I thought about Logan's nose blazing angrily tonight because his clubs were