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
Charlotte’s POVTwo days later, Wet sweat and blood mixed together as I fell to the ground and covered my head as he prepared to strike me. As I winced from the pain of his kicks to my stomach, he remarked, "That's what I told you, you are weak." "I'm not good at this, I can't learn it in one day!" He screamed at me, “Then you need to focus!” I sat on the floor, rubbed my face irritatedly, and felt like a failure. How on earth could I be so good this time and not get distracted? I sighed and wiped my sweat from dropping on the floor.Liam walked towards me, put out his hand, and said, "It's okay..." I looked up, met his gaze, and said, "I'll do better next time." He smiled at me and said, "Sorry." Then I grabbed his hand and pulled myself up. Liam gulped as he looked at my lips as we both stared at each other. He turned away and said, "Lunch is ready. Let's eat it before it gets cold." I bit my lower lip, and said, “Oh yeah….” When we went outside, Arman had just come in from
Logan’s POV"Still no news?!" I asked each of my men one by one, and they were all quiet because they were afraid of what they would say. Every single day, I look for Charlotte because I miss her so much when she's not with me. I have been crazy-crazy searching the town and the whole country for her since the night she left, but there is still no news about her. Everyone thought that she had died, but I couldn't believe that.I saw her that night….Unfortunately, I missed my chance to save her when I saw the unknown man shoot her twice. After getting to the bridge, I jumped off and swam across the river to look for her body, but I couldn't find her. It happened so quickly that it felt like a thunder strike.“Charlotte!” I screamed on top of my lungs, and shed tears for her. My men jumped off the bridge to help me get out of the water. Ricardo told me, "We already searched the river, and we think she's gone because the water is moving so fast that we can't see her anymore." "Call the
Charlotte’s POVLiam's wife just walked in and glared at me from head to toe. She got so mad that she walked up to me and slapped me in the face without saying a word. Liam stopped her. "Nicole! What is wrong with you?! Are you crazy?! What the fuck!" "Well, that's why you don't have time for me—you're busy with your mistress!" "Nicole! No, she's not my mistress, and I don't have a mistress. She's on my team! I'm infiltrating the mob, and I need her to take me to one of the dons!" My cheek hurt from the slap I got from Liam's wife, so I rubbed my face gently while staring at her. I saw that she was embarrassed and had her hand over her mouth. She then walked over to me and tried to make things right. "I'm sorry about the slap. I'm sorry I hit you so hard. Are you okay?" I shook my head, "No, I'm not okay." She smiled at me and asked the maid, "Maid, could you give me a cold compress? I think she needs one for her face." "Yes, Ma'am." the maid said, and went to the kitchen.I sig