When I was younger, I loved to dress in pink colors and high heels. I was born as a man, but I always felt like a woman. And after many nights of thinking, I decided to tell Logan, my crush and best friend, my secret. I poured my heart out; I even confessed that I'm in love with him—big mistake. He laughed into my face and said it was disgusting to see me wearing a dress. According to him, I would never be a real woman. Those words broke me, and years later, even after I've gone through with my operation, my self-confidence is still in pieces. Logan broke me, and when fate puts him back into my life, I only have one goal in mind—revenge. He is the unknowing CEO, chasing the woman he can no longer recognize, and I will break his heart this time.
View MoreLogan My fingers are interlocked with Elena's as we walk to the limousine waiting for us by the curb. Jared, my driver and personal investigator is leaning against the car together with Harper. Harper is grinning at us knowingly, holding up a drink she must have mixed up herself inside the car. There is a tiny umbrella in it, and I'm pretty sure she is wearing my shades. She takes another sip and then waves at us. "Look at you! Mr. and Mrs. Williams are walking hand-in-hand! You finally got your shit together, eh? About fucking time!" Elena momentarily freezes, and when I glance down at her, she blushes and averts her gaze. Cute. I turn my attention to Harper. "I didn't see you on the plane. Where were you?" The crazy woman shrugs. "I have connections—I was enjoying a cocktail inside the cockpit. The captain was an old classmate of mine." "Oh, I see..." I swear Harper is the most confusing woman I've ever met. I'm glad
ElenaMy breaths are heavy, and I jerk on top of the bedsheets, lost to the sensation of Logan's lips kissing the insides of my thighs. I'm sweaty and close to seeing stars.I wish for Logan never to stop.But as if having read my thoughts, he stops pleasuring me and murmurs against my skin. "Tell me, has someone ever kissed you down here?"I'm panting. "Why does it matter?" Continue to kiss and lick me! Why is he talking right now? I swear he is the devil!"Because I'm possessive, Elena—I have to make sure you're mine and kiss every inch of your body until you're claimed," his tone turns darker, thicker. "I want to own you. You're mine. Only Mine."His words are hot and scary at the same time. He sounds so dark and severe, like he means every word.Does he?I have no time to ponder. Logan dips down his head, and insane pleasure wrecks my body.Holy shit...His head is between my legs, a large hand gripping
Elena After I've shouted out my sentence, eerie silence and tension fill the atmosphere. Logan isn't speaking, and my chest painfully constricts—the fantasy I had about us getting our happily ever after crashes and shatters to pieces. But I can't run forever. Slowly, I open my eyes, daring to look up at Logan's face. I'm afraid of the emotions I might find there: disgust, loathing, maybe even hatred. Instead, I find Logan blinking at me. Seconds pass, and when his eyes narrow slightly, I get up from my seat. Panic is swirling inside of me, and the instinct to flee kicks in. I don't want to hear his thoughts, but he grabs my wrist as I try to pass his passenger seat, and his intense, blue eyes glare into mine. He looks angry, which is a given. I understand him for being mad at me, but I don't think I can handle it. His voice comes out as an order. "Sit." My heart squeezes at the coldness in his voice, and I sit back down on the
ElenaLogan gazes at me with furrowed eyebrows. His soft eyes are locked on mine, and guilt eats me up alive. I should tell him who he is about to marry, but I'm so afraid.I've tricked him into this—he might have asked me to marry him, but he doesn't know my true identity. The right thing is to tell him before the wedding, so he knows.He can decide what he wants to do after I've told him the truth. Logan will probably marry me either way since he wishes to keep his company and money, but the two of us will fall apart.The emotions in his eyes will fade to grey.His voice will grow cold.And he won't love me anymore.Tears burn in the corner of my eyes, and when one falls, Logan takes it away with his finger. He is so gentle with me that I quip for air and fall against his chest, wishing I didn't have to tell him."Hey, hey—" he whispers soothingly and hugs me to him, running his large hand down my back. "What is t
Logan We aren’t flying in first class. Elena refused to let me spoil her, and therefore, we are flying with other people. I hate every minute. A man hasn’t stopped to check out Elena’s legs from across our seat, and I’m the jealous type, so pretending to be happy is rather challenging when I want to hit him in the face. Eventually, I cross my arms over my chest and glare at him as if to tell him, “I know you’re salivating at the sight of my future wife,” and the fucker looks away. Perfect. I’ve won this round, but Elena is gorgeous, even if she doesn’t see it herself, so there will be other men trying to win her heart. But no one can have her because the woman is mine. I can’t wait until I’ve put an enormous diamond on Elena’s finger. I’ve had the biggest, most expensive one picked out, so no one can miss her wearing it. Call me obsessive; I don’t care, as long as she is mine. Everyone needs to know she is taken
Elena I'm about to marry Logan, and as I stare down at my custom dressmaker, the reality of things is finally sinking in. My childhood crush, not to mention my best friend of the past, is about to become my husband, and he doesn't know my true identity—I'm such an asshole. Gosh, should I go through with this wedding? Logan needs me to marry him so he can keep his company and money, but the idea of playing him and pretending to be a stranger is making my stomach roll in and out in anxiety. I'm a terrible person. My mind is spinning in circles. And I swear my brain cells are puking in the corner of my mind, desperately trying to keep up with everything that is happening in my life right now. I'm happy to marry Logan, excited to share a bed with the gorgeous, always-smiling man, but also terrified of him finding out the truth and rejecting me yet again. "You have a tiny waist—perfect for dresses," Monique, my dressmaker, beams up at me from the hewn of t
Elena After Logan rejected me in the past, I never imagined myself being close to him again. Today, I'm testing necklaces worth a fortune with his warm fingers intertwined in my hair. His fresh scent floats from his creamy skin, making it hard to focus as he stands behind me. I'm experiencing goosebumps, and I have the strangest desire to pinch my cheeks to make sure I'm not dreaming. I'm getting married to Logan. When did this even happen? How did it come to this? "You're beautiful. Stunning." Logan's body is large and reliable, much bigger than mine as he guards my back. "A braid will suit you, and don't worry—I've had enough sisters to deal with to know how to make one. I'm an expert." I love his gentleness, swooning as he works those rough fingers. I'm one lucky woman to receive so much attention and tenderness from a man who looks like an actor. Logan is such a gentle spirit when he wants to be. I hope it lasts. "You don't
Logan I've done many stupid things in my life; who hasn't done something they regret? I've jumped from scarily high cliffs while my friends waited on my yacht and eaten scorpions. Bungee jumped even though I'm afraid of heights. Everything was a rash, stupid decision. But me asking Elena to marry me? That felt right. I'm happy, and even though Elena is doing everything in her power to focus on the conversation she is having with Harper, I know she can sense my presence. Shivers are prickling over her flawless skin as I'm sitting ridiculously close to her in a McDonald's booth. It's been ages since I sat in one of these. Most women I've dated would have laughed at me coming here, saying it's too low class, but not Elena. I like that about her. For a long time, it's been like I've forgotten who I am, but with her, I relax and be myself. I thought she was easy prey in the beginning, and boy, was I proven wrong. My mother probably won't approve of
As I stare at Logan, I hear this whisper coming from my heart, telling me to take a chance. We have all read those billionaire romances where the guy needs to get married to inherit something, but experiencing it is a freaking trip. My knees go weak, and I'm unsteady, but there is no denying what the heart wants—Logan, and I rather it be me walking down the aisle with him than someone else. "Yes." I breathe heavily, smiling at the world taking momentum; this is where my life changes forever. "I will marry you." "Really?" The glint in Logan's eyes goes from surprise to happiness as he watches me and realizes I'm serious. "I thought I would have to bribe you somehow, but this is a pleasant surprise—I'm thrilled!" My body stiffens as I watch him approach me with that charming, curling smile. Was Logan always so gorgeous? I have the sudden urge to hug him but think better of it. I'm afraid of what I would do if I felt his hard body against mine. M
PrologueMy eyes snap up to Logan's white Audi halting in the parking lot. He is here! I anxiously rub my hand up and down the length of my arm in an attempt to get rid of my tension.I listen to the engine fall into a temporary slumber and feel the summer breeze blow past my naked legs.Standing here is a bad idea—every nerve, every goddamn brain cell, tells me to turn around and run back home. But I can't back down. I finally mustered up enough courage to call Logan, and tonight, I intend on telling him how I feel about him.Logan steps out of the car and looks around in confusion. I'm standing a few feet away with heels so high that I can barely stand. A black dress is hugging my skin, and I can see my eyelashes flutter in the wind; Logan probably won't recognize me.I'm lucky that I was born short and frail; it makes every dress fit me to a tee without the hems breaking. And after seeing my reflection, I must have to admit that I look rat...
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