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Ava’s POVThe warmth in my body was overwhelming, an electric buzz I couldn’t shake. My steps faltered as Oliver’s hand tightened around my arm, his voice blending into the haze around me.“Ava, stay with me,” he urged, his tone edged with something close to panic.I blinked up at him, trying to focus. “What… what’s happening?”Before he could answer, another voice cut through the noise—a voice as cold and sharp as a blade.“Is there a problem here?”I turned, swaying slightly, to see Logan. He was standing a few feet away, his tall frame commanding attention even in the crowded ballroom. His dark suit seemed to absorb the light, and his piercing gaze flickered between me and Oliver.Logan’s presence sent a ripple through the room. People instinctively stepped aside, whispering in hushed tones, but his focus remained locked on us.Oliver stiffened, his face draining of color. For the first time, I saw fear in his eyes.“No problem,” Oliver said quickly, his grip on me loosening. “She’
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Ava’s POVThe evening air hung thick with anticipation, the dim light casting soft shadows across my face. Logan stepped closer, his movements unhurried, like a predator sizing up its prey, though his expression held nothing but warmth. “You don’t have to be nervous,” he said, reaching out to gently brush a stray strand of hair behind my ear. I swallowed hard, my heart pounding as his fingers lingered, his touch sending a shiver down my spine. “It was my first time. I don’t want to mess this up.”Logan’s lips curled into a knowing smile as he cupped my cheek, his thumb brushing gently against my flushed skin. “Ava, trust me, I’m very good at taking the lead.”My nerves began to melt away as Logan’s confidence enveloped me like a warm blanket. He kissed me passionately as he guided me to the bed. When his hands touched my breast they were warm, and he began to touch my soft skin. This was just the first session and his hands were confident, as his fingertips steadied my shoulder to u
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Ava’s POVAfter that night, Logan became a regular fixture at the coffee shop where I worked. He would sit at a corner table, watching me with a soft smile as I bustled around, taking orders and making drinks. His presence was both comforting and exhilarating, and I often found myself blushing under his gaze."You're doing great, Ava," he would say, his eyes twinkling with amusement whenever he caught me looking flustered."Thanks, Logan," I would reply, my cheeks turning even redder. His support meant the world to me, and I cherished every moment we spent together.Logan was there again, sitting at his usual table by the window. He was pretending to read something on his phone, but I could feel his gaze on me, as steady and warm as the late afternoon sun streaming through the glass.Every time I glanced his way, his lips curled into that easy, knowing smile that made my heart stutter. It was impossible to focus when he was around, but I secretly loved the way he watched me. Sometime
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Ava’s POVThe rain tapped against the window like a persistent melody, filling the quiet space between us. Logan was sitting across from me, his fingers idly tracing the rim of his coffee cup. His demeanor was calm, as always, but there was an edge of curiosity in his gaze—one I couldn’t ignore.I took a deep breath. “Logan, I need your help with something.”He looked up from his coffee, curiosity flickering in his eyes. “What kind of help?”“I need to find someone,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “Can you help me find Oliver? He's disappeared.”For a moment, Logan didn’t react. Then he leaned back in his chair, the faintest smile tugging at his lips. “Oliver, huh?”I nodded, unsure of what to expect. Logan always seemed like the kind of person who could find anyone, but the thought of asking him felt daunting.“You’re asking the wrong guy,” he said, shrugging. Logan's expression remained calm, but there was a slight tension in his jaw. "Ava, I wish I could help, but I don't
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Ava’s POVAs we settled into our cozy corner, I could sense that something was weighing on Zara’s mind. She took a deep breath before speaking."Ava, I need to talk to you about Logan," Zara began, her tone serious.I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What about him?"Zara glanced around, as if to ensure no one was listening. "I think you should stay away from him."Her words hit me like a cold splash of water. "Why would you say that?""Now that I work for his company, I've learned things about him... His identity is not as simple as you think," Zara explained, her eyes filled with concern.I leaned in, my curiosity piqued. "What do you mean?"Zara hesitated, clearly torn. "I can't tell you directly, Ava. But... I found out at the last party. Let's just say, he's not who he seems to be."Frustration bubbled up inside me. "Zara, you can't just drop a bombshell like that and not give me any details."She sighed, looking pained. "I wish I could tell you more, but I can't. Just trust me on
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Ava’s POVLogan's birthday arrived on a rainy day, the sky a brooding grey, as if it too was contemplating the events to come. I was at home, lazily flipping through a magazine, when there was a knock at the door. Opening it, I was greeted by a makeup team, laden with boxes and garment bags."Happy birthday to Logan," one of the makeup artists said with a grin. "He's sent us to make sure you're ready for the celebration tonight."I was taken aback, but I let them in. From one of the garment bags, they pulled out a stunning, floor-length dress in a deep, emerald green, accompanied by a pair of towering heels and a set of heavy, jewel-studded earrings. The ensemble screamed luxury, but as I looked in the mirror after they dressed me, I hardly recognized myself.While they worked on my makeup, I tried to make small requests. "Could we maybe go a bit lighter on the eyeshadow?""Oh, but Logan insisted on this look," one of the artists replied with a practiced smile. "You look absolutely st
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Ava’s POVAs Logan walked away, leaving me alone in the crowded party, a wave of confusion and frustration washed over me. My eyes scanned the room, desperate for something, anything, to ground me. That's when I saw Oliver, standing by the bar with a glass of champagne in hand, a mask of ease masking his true emotions.A surge of conflicting feelings hit me—anger, desperation, and a fierce need for answers. My heart pounded as I pushed through the throngs of partygoers, each step heavy with determination and uncertainty."Oliver," I called out, my voice trembling as it cut through the hum of conversation. "I need to talk to you about my father's death. I need to know the truth."Oliver turned, his expression shifting from surprise to a guarded look. "Ava, this isn't the right place," he began, but I cut him off, my voice rising above the background noise of the party.I took a deep breath, steeling myself. "No, Oliver. I've waited long enough. I need to know what really happened. Why
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Ava’s POVAs soon as I overheard Logan's conversation with his friends, a plan started to form in my mind. I needed to act quickly. I calmly left the balcony, keeping my emotions in check. Once out of sight, I tore a small portion of my skirt, enough to allow me to move freely if I needed to run later. I took out my phone and quickly booked a car, making sure it would arrive at the door in ten minutes.Oliver watched me, a puzzled look on his face. "What are you doing, Ava? What's going on?"I ignored him, focusing on the app as I secured the nearest car to pick me up at the front door in ten minutes. The adrenaline coursing through my veins kept me steady. With the car sorted, I turned my attention back to the party.I picked up a nearby teapot, still steaming with hot tea, and marched back to where Logan and his friends were gathered. Their laughter and conversation died down as I approached, their eyes widening in surprise.Without a word, I lifted the teapot and poured the scaldin
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Ava’s POVBack at Logan’s house, I let out a deep sigh, feeling the exhaustion settle into my bones. The parade had been overwhelming—the crowd, the cameras, the unexpected moment with Logan. My mind was still a tangled mess of emotions, but at least now, in the quiet of his home, I could finally breathe.Or so I thought.“The maid took the day off,” Logan announced casually as he tossed his keys onto the kitchen counter.I blinked. “Okay…?”“So, we’re making dinner.”I nearly choked. “We?”Logan shot me an amused look. “What? You think I can’t cook?”I folded my arms. “Can you?”There was a brief pause—just long enough to confirm my suspicions—before he shrugged. “I’ve learned the basics.”I narrowed my eyes. “Which means…?”“I won’t burn the house down.”Not exactly reassuring.Seeing my doubt, Logan leaned against the counter with a smirk. “You don’t have to just stand there and judge, you know. You can help.”I scoffed. “I will help. Someone has to make sure we don’t end up with a
Not perfect lover Chapter 67
Ava’s POVThe streets were alive with color and sound. Music echoed through the crisp winter air as dazzling floats rolled by, their lights casting a warm glow against the dark sky. Performers in elaborate costumes danced, their energy infectious. The crowd around me buzzed with excitement, children sitting on their parents’ shoulders, couples huddled close, everyone caught up in the magic of the parade.I couldn’t help but smile as I took it all in. It had been so long since I had seen something like this—since I had felt something like this.I lifted my phone, snapping picture after picture of the floats, the glowing lanterns, and the snow-like confetti drifting down. The scene reminded me of the parades my family used to attend when my father was still around. Back then, we would arrive early, my dad lifting me onto his shoulders so I could get the best view. Mom would always bring a thermos of hot chocolate, and we’d sit on a blanket, wrapped in scarves, watching as the performers
Not perfect lover Chapter 66
Ava’s POVThe beeping of the heart monitor was oddly soothing, a steady rhythm that grounded me in the moment. The IV in my arm stung slightly, but after hours of feeling weak and disoriented, the cool rush of fluids was a relief. My body felt lighter, as if the exhaustion that had been weighing me down had finally eased.I turned my head slightly, finding Logan seated beside me, arms crossed, his usual stoic expression in place. “Are you always this dramatic?” I muttered, my voice hoarse.Logan’s gaze flicked to mine, unreadable. “You collapsed.”I sighed, shifting against the hospital bed. “I was just dehydrated. Not exactly a near-death experience.”Before he could respond, the door opened, and a woman in a white coat stepped in. She was older, with graying dark hair pulled into a bun, her kind yet assessing eyes sweeping over me before landing on Logan.“Logan,” she greeted with a small smile, her tone warm but firm. “Still dragging people in here, I see.”His lips twitched in th
Not perfect lover Chapter 65
Ava’s POVEver since I slept with Logan, I couldn’t shake the feeling that he was less of a businessman and more of a goddamn mafia boss.Everything he did had an air of quiet authority, of control, as if the entire world moved at his pace, to his will. And right now, I was caught in it.The snow was falling heavier now, the roads coated in white as we drove in tense silence. I had already made up my mind—I’d stay in a hotel for the night. Somewhere temporary. Somewhere far away from him.“I’ll book a hotel,” I said, staring out the window.Logan, who had been driving with the same frustrating calm, didn’t even glance at me. “Bad idea.”I turned my head sharply toward him. “Excuse me?”“The storm’s getting worse,” he said simply. “With extreme weather, hotels will start losing power and water. You’ll freeze before the night’s over.”I narrowed my eyes. “Then what do you suggest? Sleeping in the car?”Logan was silent for a beat before he spoke, voice smooth, calculated. “Stay at my ho
Not perfect lover Chapter 64
Logan’s POVThe crisp mountain air carried the scent of pine and freshly fallen snow as I stood on the balcony of the ski lodge, a glass of whiskey in hand. The slopes stretched below, blanketed in white, the resort glowing under the soft light of the evening. Inside, the fire crackled, casting long shadows across the polished wood floors.It was a rare moment of peace. A well-earned break."You're in a good mood."I turned slightly, meeting Andrew’s knowing gaze as he leaned against the railing beside me, a glass of his own in hand. He was always the observant one, quick to pick up on the smallest shifts in my demeanor.I smirked, taking a slow sip of my drink. "Someone tried to set me up for failure."Andrew raised a brow. "And let me guess… they failed?""Spectacularly," I said, amusement lacing my words.Andrew chuckled, shaking his head. "You almost sound disappointed."I wasn’t. Not really. There was something satisfying about watching my enemies scramble, about anticipating the
Not perfect lover Chapter 63
Ava’s POVThe silence between us so thick it was suffocating. The dim glow of the bedside lamp cast long shadows across the room, making Daniel’s expression unreadable. My heart pounded against my ribs, a painful reminder of everything that had led to this moment.“You agreed to this?” My voice was barely above a whisper, but the accusation in it was unmistakable.Daniel sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Ava, you don’t understand.”“Then make me understand!” I snapped, standing up. “Because right now, it just sounds like you sold me off to Logan like I was some kind of burden you didn’t want to deal with.”His jaw tightened. “It wasn’t like that.”“Then what was it like, Daniel?” My chest rose and fell with my ragged breaths. “Did you fight for me at all? Or did you just give in because it was easier?”He exhaled sharply, his shoulders sagging. “The price of refusal was too high, Ava. Logan made it clear—if I didn’t agree, there would be consequences. Ones I couldn’t risk.”I
Not perfect lover Chapter 62
Ava’s POVI wipe my tears away before they can fall, but Logan still catches the motion. His lips press into a thin line, and then he offers the same empty comfort as always."The next one will be even better."I almost laugh at the absurdity of it. Better? As if any of this could be better. As if I’d actually wanted this.I shake my head, swallowing down the nausea crawling up my throat. My skin still burns where he touched me, but it’s not from pleasure—it’s from shame. A shame I shouldn’t even have to carry because this isn’t on me.It’s on him."You don't have to say that," I murmur, voice flat. "You don't have to pretend to care."Logan exhales sharply, rubbing a hand over his face. "Ava, come on—""No." I cut him off, forcing myself to meet his gaze. "You won't let me leave, will you? Not until you think I’ve understood something. Not until you’ve made sure I know the truth.” My voice drips with sarcasm. "Go on then, enlighten me, Logan. What is it I’m supposed to know?"His jaw
Not perfect lover Chapter 61
Ava’s POVThe air in the room was thick with tension.I stood frozen in the corner, my breath shallow as Logan leaned against the door, his phone pressed to his ear. He had made sure to keep me trapped—restricting my movements, keeping me out of Daniel’s sight, all while his free hand traced slow, teasing lines down my arm.I gritted my teeth, biting my lip to stop a sound from escaping.I wanted to slap his hand away. I wanted to scream at him, to tell him to stop.But I couldn’t.Because on the other end of the phone… was Daniel.If I made a single noise, he’d recognize my voice.And then what? What excuse would I have?I glared at Logan, my mind cursing him a thousand times over. Bastard. He’s doing this on purpose.He was toying with me, deliberately making me squirm, making me feel helpless—enjoying every second of it.His fingers skimmed along my wrist, feather-light but possessive, like he was reminding me exactly who was in control here.I clenched my fists, my body rigid as I
Not perfect lover Chapter 60
Ava’s POVPain.That was the first thing I felt the moment I opened my eyes. A dull, aching soreness spread through my body, making even the smallest movement difficult. My muscles burned, my skin was still overly sensitive, and the harsh morning light filtering through the curtains made me wince.And then, the memories hit me like a tidal wave.Last night.Logan.His hands on my body. His breath against my skin. The way he had completely dominated me, unraveling every ounce of control I thought I had.I shot up in bed, my heart pounding in horror.I turned, realizing I was alone, the space next to me cold. My gaze flickered downward—and that was when I saw it.My dress.Or what remained of it.Torn, ruined, unwearable.Panic surged through me. I needed to leave. Now.I flung the covers off and swung my legs over the side of the bed, but the moment I tried to stand, pain shot up my legs, making my knees buckle. A startled gasp escaped my lips as the room tilted—And then suddenly, str
