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
Charlotte’s POVAfter washing up in the lake, I frowned at Logan, who was looking at me the whole time. Then he heard someone coming, he got up and looked around. "Hide," he told me as he ran toward me. Logan stopped the enemy's big bike, threw the man off his bike with his strong arm, and asked, "Who...sent you here?!" He laughed and said, "You're such a fool if you didn't know who!" then he disrespectfully spat in Logan's face. He took the gun from the man and shot him in the head right in front of me. I dropped my head and closed my eyes tight. Logan picked up the man's phone, then walked over to me and immediately called someone. "Yes, I need to talk to Ricardo." He looked at me and said, "Ricardo, I need help. Yes, we are on this new island, and things seem to be getting worse. Send back up as soon as possible.” After that, he hung up the phone and put it in his pocket. Then I asked, "Do we have to stay hidden here until you come to save us?" He shook his head and said, "N
Charlotte’s POVI'm lost for words because all I could think about was him. I put Logan's head between my legs and he fell asleep peacefully. I felt bad for him because he tried to keep me safe today and put his life in danger rather than me.I stroked his head, and stared at his gorgeous face, and traced every part of his face, then planted soft kisses on his forehead, whispering, “I love you…” yes, I love this man—a lot. He opened his eyes, “I heard you.” I laughed, “Can you just close your eyes, and sleep? Or you’re just pretending that you’re sleeping so that you could hear me.” He touched my hand, and opened his sleepy eyes, “I love hearing your voice, honey. I love you for who you are, and I don’t care if you’re Fabian’s daughter. You are mine.” And that made me bite my lower lip, and dipped down to kiss his lips tenderly, he whispered, “Happy birthday….” I giggled as he said that. “You’re funny.” He replied, “You’re beautiful.” After a few hours, we arrived back in New Y
Charlotte’s POV“Who the fuck are you?!” I asked in rage, glaring at him with my sharp eyes. He drew his gun and showed it to me, and smiled evilly, “I can kill you right now if I want to.” He was 6 feet tall, and much taller than me because I’m only 5’4 and I looked like a minion in front of him. He has a dragon tattoo on his shoulder , and his black eyebrows draw together as he stares at me closely, “Sit if you don’t want to die.” I sat on the sofa, and crossed my legs while staring at him, “Then what do you want from me?” He sat in front of me, and smiled, “I want you to stay away from the investigation, don’t investigate a lot about what happened in the past, or this could be your end!” "Why are you telling me this?" I grabbed my shoes to throw them at him, then tried to run away.I was about to run away when he grabbed my dress and tore it by mistake. I looked at him disgustedly and sternly said, "Pervert!" “What? Why would I be a pervert?!” He closed the door again, and lo
Charlotte’s POVHe put my head down and grabbed the killer's gun. He then tried to kill the killer right away. When the elevator door opened, a group of guys with guns pointed at us. Logan grabbed my hand and pulled me away from them. We ran downstairs, and he called someone on the phone, "We need backup!" After a few minutes, we heard a lot of gunshots inside the building. There were bullet holes in every part of the room. I think Logan's men came to save us. Logan was breathing hard because his wound wasn't getting better yet. With his hand on my shoulder, he led me downstairs. When we got to the exit, I saw him fall and pass out. His men dragged him outside the building and shoved his unconscious body at the backseat. I put the seatbelt on his body, tapped the side of his face lightly, and asked, "Logan?" He opened his eyes, but he was too tired to speak, and he was really bleeding this time. “Logan? Hey, are we heading to the hospital right now?” I asked the driver. The driver
Charlotte’s POV"Charlotte!" Logan's scary voice was trying to stop me, but I didn't want to live this way any longer. All the sad memories that were making me cry kept coming back to me when I said, "I want to end this suffering." Suddenly it began to rain heavily, so I went to the shed and grabbed a motorcycle to go as fast as I could without being stopped. I can't stand it when others pry into my mind and act as if they know how the wheels of my existence are supposed to turn. I don't remember where I was going, but I know I want to get away from them and cry until I don't feel anything anymore. Why does no one get what I'm going through? I don't understand why they can't help me in this case. Then It hit me that I'm on my own and nobody else cares enough to join the fight. I took a deep breath. Then a fast-moving car with loud tires hit me, which is why I lost my brakes and fell to the ground more than once. The man in the car got out, and I slowly opened my eyes but It was al
Charlotte’s POVShocked. I couldn't move while looking at the handsome doctor. He took off his glasses and wiped the sad tears that were still running down his face. "I love her so much that I couldn't watch her die while I worked to save my patient's life and my wife was also dying at the same time." I took a deep breath, sighing loudly with the intensity of his suffering, and placed my hand on my chest, where I was reminded that this heart is not mine. I felt sorry for him and told him, "Help me, and I'll help you." We both stared at each other with the same feelings, a feeling of loneliness. I opened my arms, and said, “Thank you, thank you for saving my life.” TWO MONTHS LATER, So I told Arman everything about my life, including how I planned to get even. More than that, he became my best friend and someone who showed me that there's still good in the world and that there is more to life than just getting even. But I will not change my mind about what happened with my mom