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Not perfect lover Chapter 38
Ava's POV I trailed behind, my steps silent against the carpeted floor, my breath shallow as I moved closer. Something about Luke’s body language felt off—too stiff, too purposeful. Luke wasn’t just wandering away from the party. He was going somewhere.I stopped short as he slipped into a corner room. What was Luke doing here? The scene inside hit me like a shockwave; I saw Luke was seated on a sleek leather couch. He was leaning forward, his posture too eager, his smile stretched too wide. Opposite him sat a man who radiated danger.Alexander.A name that carried power, danger, and the kind of menace that seeped into your bones, his presence was commanding. Tattoos snaked up his neck, disappearing beneath the collar of his impeccably tailored suit. He lounged with the kind of ease that only came with absolute power, surrounded by bodyguards in dark sunglasses who scanned the room with mechanical precision.Next to him, perched with unsettling poise, was Emily, the mayor’s daughter
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Ava’ POVLogan didn’t pause to bask in the attention, though. He walked straight toward us, his movements deliberate, exuding a confidence that was impossible to ignore.I tensed instinctively, watching him approach like he was walking into a lion’s den. Alexander’s bodyguard—a hulking brute with a neck thicker than my thigh—stepped forward before Logan could get too close. His shoulders were squared, and the sneer on his lips was dripping with disdain. This was the same man who had nearly broken Luke’s hand earlier, and now he loomed in front of Logan like a wall of muscle and menace.“Turn around,” the bodyguard growled, his voice low and menacing. “You’re not welcome here.”Logan didn’t flinch. In fact, he didn’t even break stride. He kept walking, his expression calm and collected, as though he hadn’t just been threatened by a man who could probably snap him in two.I held my breath, my heart hammering in my chest. “Logan, don’t,” I whispered under my breath, though I knew he coul
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Ava’s POVThe room grew louder as more and more people gravitated toward Logan, each person eager to exchange pleasantries or curry favor. He handled it all effortlessly, seamlessly moving from one conversation to the next, his calm demeanor never faltering. Watching him from the edge of the room, I couldn’t help but marvel at how easily he commanded attention, even in a crowd.Luke, my boss, had finally managed to extricate himself from Logan’s sphere, looking relieved as he stepped aside. He caught my eye briefly, but I quickly turned away, not wanting to draw his attention.My phone buzzed in my purse, pulling me from my thoughts. I glanced at the screen: Daniel.I slipped out of the crowded room, weaving through clusters of guests until I found a quiet corner near the hallway. I hit accept and whispered, “Hey.”“Ava,” Daniel’s voice came through, a mix of worry and relief. “Are you okay? You’ve been gone for hours. I was starting to think something happened.”“I’m fine,” I said qu
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Ava’s POVThe moment I told Logan my home address, he barely glanced at me before pressing a few buttons on the sleek console beside his seat. A soft hum filled the quiet space, and then—like something straight out of a sci-fi movie—a hidden compartment smoothly slid open.A small platform rose, revealing an assortment of snacks, neatly arranged with almost too much precision. Cookies, dark chocolate truffles, imported nuts, and a few familiar gourmet energy bars I’d only ever seen in high-end stores.I blinked, momentarily thrown off."Help yourself," Logan said casually, eyes still on the road as the car moved through the city streets.I hesitated, but my stomach betrayed me with a low growl. Embarrassed, I reached for a cookie, unwrapping it slowly. Still, as I took a bite, an unsettling thought crept in.Did he prepare this for Cassie?It made sense. A billionaire CEO like Logan wouldn't just stock his car with random snacks. Everything about him was calculated, precise—never with
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Ava’s POVThe warmth of the car, mixed with the gentle sway of the drive, had me fully dozing off without even realizing it. But then, the sharp sound of my phone ringing pierced through the haze of sleep, jerking me awake.I blinked, disoriented at first, and then immediately reached for my phone. But something was odd. My body felt warmer than usual, and as I shifted in my seat to grab the phone, I realized that Logan’s jacket, which I hadn’t noticed before, was draped over my shoulders. I glanced over at him in confusion, only to see him staring ahead, focused on the road."You were sleeping," he said, his voice gentle but firm as he caught my eye. "I didn’t want to wake you up."I blinked at him, my face flushed with a sudden wave of embarrassment. "I—um, thanks," I stammered, my voice still thick with the remnants of sleep. I glanced at my phone screen again, and it was flooded with missed calls from Daniel. Logan didn’t say anything else, but I felt the tension shift in the air
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Logan’s POVThe salon was a sanctuary of power, dressed in dark wood, soft leather, and hushed voices. It reeked of exclusivity—the kind of place where the rich and influential spoke in careful riddles, where deals were sealed with a knowing glance rather than a contract. The scent of expensive cologne lingered in the air, blending with the sharp notes of aged whiskey as servers moved soundlessly between the high-backed chairs, refilling glasses that never stayed empty for long.I leaned back, fingers resting lightly around the rim of my glass as I studied the woman sitting across from me.Emily. The mayor’s daughter.She was as polished as the setting around her, her blonde hair swept back in a perfect chignon, her manicured fingers gliding absentmindedly over the rim of her wine glass. But behind that poised exterior was a mind sharpened by politics, raised among men who dealt in power like currency. She wasn’t just here for casual conversation. She was here to assess me."I have to
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Ava’s POVI wasn’t expecting to see Logan today.The coffee shop was crowded with the usual after-work rush, professionals grabbing their evening caffeine fix before heading home. I had found a seat by the window, waiting for Daniel to finish work, when I heard a familiar voice order a black coffee—no sugar, no cream.I turned my head, and there he was. Logan.Dressed in his usual crisp suit, he looked effortlessly polished, like he had just stepped out of a high-end magazine. He hadn’t noticed me yet, focused on his phone as he waited for his order. For a brief second, I debated pretending I hadn’t seen him, but fate had other plans.He glanced up and caught my gaze. A flicker of surprise crossed his features before it was quickly masked by his usual unreadable expression.“Ava.” His deep voice carried over the hum of conversations and the whirring of the espresso machine.I forced a polite smile. “Logan. What brings you here?”He walked over, coffee in hand, and gestured to the empt
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Ava’s POVSitting in Logan’s office, I struggled to keep up with the whirlwind of the web conference. Logan, on the other hand, was in his element—switching between languages effortlessly, negotiating terms, and handling vendors like it was second nature.I could barely follow along. My brain was already drained from the long night, and Logan's ability to control the conversation with such precision only made it more obvious how out of my league I felt.I leaned back in my chair, rubbing my temples, letting his deep voice blend into the background. My eyes flicked to my phone on the table. The screen was dark. No notifications.I frowned.Daniel should have called me by now.Picking up my phone, I realized it was on silent. My stomach twisted as I quickly checked my call log. One missed call.I hit redial immediately, pressing the phone to my ear.Ring.Then—nothing.The call disconnected before it even connected.My chest tightened. Was Daniel mad? Had he given up on our plans entire
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Ava’s POVIt had been a long time since we'd talked face to face like this.Since Zara had moved to another city for her dream job, and I buried myself in my own career, we swore we would keep in touch. But life had a way of slipping between us.Deadlines. Late nights. Missed calls that turned into forgotten ones. At first, it was easy to blame busy schedules, but then weeks turned into months, and our conversations dwindled to nothing more than occasional “Hope you’re doing well” messages.Now, as she stirred her latte, her eyes scanning me like she was trying to remember every detail she had missed, I felt that distance like a physical thing between us.“You cut your hair,” she finally said, her lips curling into a small smile.I tucked a stray strand behind my ear. “Yeah. A while ago.”“It looks good.”“You look good too. Work treating you okay?”“Busy, as usual. You know how it is.”I nodded because I did. Because “busy” had been my excuse too.Except it had. And everything was d
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Ava’s POVThree years ago, Logan looked me in the eyes and told me my idea was ridiculous. He had dismissed it so easily, so carelessly, as if my dreams were nothing more than fleeting thoughts, something to be brushed aside. I had believed him back then. Believed that I had been foolish to want something more, that he knew best.But I wasn’t that girl anymore.I forced my hands to remain steady as I pushed my anger deep down, locking it away behind a carefully composed expression. I wouldn’t let him see how much his presence still rattled me.Logan set his drink down and looked straight at me. "I'm leaving on December 30."I blinked. I hadn’t asked—I hadn’t even thought about his schedule. And really, I should have been happy. The thought of him being gone should have felt like a relief.I exhaled slowly, the relief settling over me like a fragile shield. Soon, he would be gone. The idea of being away from Logan should have been a good thing.But before I could fully process that sma
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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
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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
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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
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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
