Charlotte’s POV"I'm not sure if I can believe you. I know you're mad at Logan, but don't lie to me." He seemed shocked when he heard that from me. He smiled briefly and then said, "I'm not lying. You have to see it for yourself to believe me."Then we heard footsteps coming at the front door, and it was Fabian. My father glanced at me in surprise, “Oh, I didn’t know you’re visiting….” I walked towards him, and for the very first time, I hugged him warmly and said, “Uh, I’m just visiting, you know it’s been a quiet while since I was not here.” He tapped my shoulder, and smiled at me. “Yes, you are on time. I was planning to have a nice birthday party for your birthday in the next few days.” Luca stopped what he was doing, and said, “I volunteer to do something on your birthday. I’ll ask my designer friend to make your birthday extra special.” I glanced at him, “No, You don’t need to do that—” “Of course, I would love to participate. You are my little stepsister, I’ll do somethin
Charlotte’s POV"Luca, what have you done?" Luzia asked her son and then grasped Luca's hand because, as far as I could tell, she was trying to shield him from the situation. Fabian interrupted, "Wait, let Luca explain everything! You know Charlotte is married to Logan, right? Then did you kiss her?"Logan locked his eyes on Luca and tightened his fists together. Without batting an eye, Logan's gaze seemed intent on consuming Luca. I stood in the middle and told them, "Luca doesn't need to explain everything! I'm sorry, but it was my fault. Okay? End of discussion!" Fabian laughed, “No, I want to hear Luca’s explanation. Be a man, Luca. You need to explain something to us why you did that?!” “Dad! Why do you want to know?!” I rolled my eyes. Logan drew his gun and pointed it at Luca. I caught my own breath, and exclaimed, "Logan! What the heck are you doing?" “Say something, boy,” Logan smirked bitterly. Luca scoffed, "Don't call me that. Idiot." Luzia put her son behind her, b
Charlotte’s POV"Forget about it," he told me as he tried to lead me into his study room. There, he opened a drawer and took out a first aid kit.I yelled, "No!" Why would you want me to forget? Logan, I need an answer! Please tell me the truth! No more secrets, please!"His expression changed, and he sighed. "What? I am not keeping any secrets from you." He slammed the first aid kit on the table and said, "My day started like a fucking disaster, Charlotte." Then he walked toward the door."Is that It? You are leaving now because you want to avoid having a conversation with me?!" I laughed sarcastically.He turned his head at me, "I'll speak with you tomorrow, okay?” As he shut the door and left me inside, I pursed my lips together and didn't know what to do. I took a deep breath, got the first aid kit, and started to treat the cuts on my hands. While I'm pouring the alcohol on my open cut and screaming in pain, the door opens, and Logan looks worried at me. "What's going on?" "Noth
Charlotte’s POVAs if I were going to a different level, I changed the gear to sixth while they were after me. Being chased by a few sports cars behind me in the morning felt great. It was like I was in a race car and didn't know who would win.My eyes widened as I slammed on the brakes to avoid a collision with a car that had stopped in the middle of the road. He rolled down his window and took off his blue sunglasses. To my surprise, it was Patrick with Kaitlyn. I could still remember how they made fun of me in Nevada street in front of everyone. They were so cruel to me that I broke down in tears!He gave me a wink and a soft smile. Then I looked back and saw Logan's men waiting for me to step out of the car. I put the car in reverse, and my nostrils flared in wrath as I shifted into second gear, but Patrick intervened before I could drive away again. I whispered to myself, "What the fuck is his problem?" Now, I took a deep breath and slammed on the brakes again. I also thumped th
Charlotte’s POVHe wasn't brave enough to answer my question, so he kept telling me not to worry about it. He walks with me down a street with few people around. As lovely as it may seem, I know that when the time comes, we will both be at odds with each other. His eyes light up with a soft laugh, and the sun shines on his face as he looks at me. I felt so close to him. He hugged my warm body and begged me, "Please never leave me again." I whispered back, “I can’t promise you that.” "Well, I didn't like what you did today, but I'm glad you're here talking to me now." He kept giving me hugs as much as he wanted. He breathed on my neck and said, "Charlotte..." I breathed out, “Yes?” "I love you," he whispered, and I literally melted in his arms. I've never felt better and good at the same time. As we walked back to his car, he put his arms around my shoulders. I took his hand and traced every part of it. Then I looked up to see how he felt and said, "I love you too." I didn't kno
Charlotte’s POVI whispered, “I don’t take it anymore, why?” He reached over and gently touched my thighs and said, "Because I want you to bear my child." I can't believe he said that; he wants to get me pregnant at the worst possible time, and that would throw everything off. I will not let him hurt me, and no one will deter me from finding the truth. "Uh, you know, I'm not ready yet," I said as I stood up and laughed nervously. He got up from the bed, and stared at me from the dark, and he turned on the lamp, and put me on his lap. He asked, “Why?” I answered, “I have told you already, I’m not ready to have a baby.” “Yeah, you’ll be twenty next week…you are too young.” he said, kissing my cheek. “You are still a baby.” “And you will always be my baby,” he whispered, and kissed my neck down to my chest, and I stopped him. “No, no sex for today. I’m tired.” He bit his bottom lip, looked at my lips, kissed them, and then said, "I'm going to take a cold shower. The closer I get
Charlotte’s POV“What are you trying to do, Logan?!” "Honey, we're here to celebrate your birthday, not worry about your gun," he said as he put the gun away. "I'm sorry, but you can't kill me with that. "What? I have no plans to kill you. How could you say that?" I shook my head, bit my bottom lip, and looked at the gun on the table with worry. I jumped up on the table, grabbed the gun with both feet, flipped it over, and then grabbed it with my hand. I then pointed it at him. I looked him straight in the eyes and heard a click on my chest. He said, "If you kill me, I'll kill you." He picked up the gun I dropped and told me, "You need to think about what you're going to do before you act." A sigh went through my throat. "I can't believe I'm stuck on this boring island with you!" "That's right. You have to stay with me for a week." He handed me a towel and said, “Let’s go for a swim, birthday girl.” I rolled my eyes at him, and angrily said, “I hate you!” “Keep hating me, baby
Charlotte’s POVLogan turned his head at me, and when he saw a man pointing a gun at my head, he dropped his gun and raised both hands, telling the man, “Please, let go of her! You want me right? Then take me! Just don’t touch her!” My tears slowly fell on my cheeks as I saw Logan kneeled down just to save myself. What did I do to deserve a man like him who’s willing to sacrifice himself for me?The man said, “Get down.” he pushed me on the ground, and my eyes widened as he was about to shoot my head. I closed my eyes in fear, and heard a few gun shots in the area. Logan pulled me up by the hand and said, "Charlotte, calm down. You are safe, baby. You are safe!" he embraced me tightly.We went inside the house and looked for something, but it was not over yet; a group of people was coming in to find us.He took my hand and led me to the back door. As we walked there, we kept quiet. "Just hold me so tight, okay?" he asked as he put the hat on my head. He grabbed a big motorcycle and