Chapter 4

LOGAN

TRACE AND I went straight to Fortis when we arrived at the Island. Fortis is the hideout of the Foedus members and founders. They are all here right now because Trace called Lev earlier.

While we were walking, Dev and Grec were following close behind. When Dev looked around the new employees at Fortis, he couldn't help but stare. I really can't hold that against him. The staff members on this Island are all hot and attractive. This is the first of our prerequisites for female applicants interested in working on the Island.

“I'm feeling pretty bored right now, Logan,” Trace said, "I want to have sex."

So, we headed to the room where the other founders were hanging out. We always love to meet up at the bar area! When we entered the room, I started walking around. Lev is just chilling on the couch all by himself. Jake is on the long sofa. Jeru sits beside him, but Daxon is engrossed in his phone on the other couch. They have started drinking.

Because of the glass wall, we can see the entire Fortis. It looks cool. I gave them all a fist bump. Lev lifted his glass of wine to me, acknowledging our presence.

"Where's Elliot?" I asked them. Elliot's brows did not meet mine when we arrived, which was a miracle. With a flick of his wrist, Lev gestured towards the connecting door. The sound of pleasure filled the air. I peeked at the slightly open door, and I saw him banging a woman from behind. Elliot was still looking up and enjoying what he was doing. I opened the slightly closed door. Holy crap! I grinned widely and folded my arms, looking at Elliot. I stood in the middle and watched our lawyer having sex.

Trace stood next to me and followed what I did with folded arms. "What a boring live show."

Elliot looked at our behavior. "Fuck you! Get out!" He yelled at Trace and me while still keeping thrusting into his girl. He's enjoying it.

Trace walked over, his eyes smoldering with desire, and with a confident hand, unzipped his jeans, revealing his throbbing manhood. "Suck!" Trace took charge of the situation, and the woman eagerly obliged, taking Trace's pulsating member into her warm and willing mouth.

"The hell, Trace! Leave!"

"What?!" Trace emphasized the movement of the woman's head even more and looked up. Ignored what Elliot said. Trace is Trace. What is said to him will do the opposite.

"C'mon, Logan. Join us."

I shake my head. "No. I'm not in the mood to get laid." I lost my appetite today. I just left the room and left the three of them. Trace and Elliot growled louder. Lev was already smoking when I came back.

"I have a new woman for you. Give me a minute," Lev said sinisterly and snatched the phone. He is forever devoid of joy. I only speak when it suits me. Elliot was the sole individual who dared to raise his voice, for a seething rage perpetually consumed him.

"Hold it. I'm not feeling it tonight. " I said boredly. I'm not in the mood to get laid.

"A virgin," Lev added.

"You know I hate virgins. I'm not fucking aroused with them." But as I thought of Calli as a virgin, my desire for her suddenly came to life. Trace threw an ice cube at me. "Fuck!" I scowled.

They are done with what they are doing inside. Elliot followed, still wearing his clothes and sweating profusely.

"You hate virgins, huh? So, care to share Calli with me? I'll teach her first before I give her to you." Trace said.

Jake stopped sipping the wine. "Calli? Who is Calli? A new woman, Logan?" He asked.

"Fuck you, Trace!" I raised my middle finger to him. My silly cousin's laughter grew louder.

"Logan is really into Calli. She's a nun. I guess he thought his dirty personality would be cleansed if a nun was his new woman," said Trace. He also poured wine into the glass and quickly sipped it. He consumed it like water.

"One, two, or three days? Calli will only last three days with Logan," said Jeru.

"Seriously? That's what you think of me when it comes to women?" I know the answer already. I want to get Daxon's attention, who is busy now at work. We looked at him. He immediately looked up at me after hearing what I said. But Calli is different. She is not the type for a one-night stand or just for three days. Damn it! This is not good. Maybe I need a girl.

He scoffed. "Seriously, Logan? Are you asking us that?"

I shrugged my shoulders. I want Daxon to react. They were relaxing while he was still focused on work.

"I think so."

Suddenly, August entered Lev's, right-hand man. A beautiful woman followed him. She's wearing a fitted black tube dress. I know that this woman that Lev gave me was not random. She's fucking hot and delicious.

"I changed my mind," I said and immediately pulled the woman away from August. I need her. That nun is on my mind again. Women are just the same. Nothing special about her. Aside from her angelic face and calm voice, she is just... Fuck! Her angelic face is something I want to look at every day.

"Woah. I thought you weren't in the mood for sex right now?" Trace asked. I looked at her while my hand was wrapped around the woman's waist. Lev gulped loudly, so we looked at him, and he just stared at me. His looks seem to say that I know you. You will not refuse.

"Thanks, Lev." He just raised the glass in his hand again. I immediately kissed the girl on the lips. "What's your name, baby girl?" I asked in between our kisses. Panting. "Yvonne." She answered before she grabbed my head and kissed me hungrily. I followed with a passionate kiss.

"Get a room, guys," Jake shouted. "Not in here." He added.

"Did you just come here, Logan, so we can watch you have sex?" I heard Elliot ask. I stopped kissing Yvonne.

"For a moment, baby girl," I said to Yvonne and winked. She nodded and smiled. She was still biting her lip. I then looked at her lips which were very red because of the lipstick, unlike Calli's, which are naturally red

Shit! It's Calli again. What is happening to me? I think that nun bewitched me to change my life.

Elliot is destructive. The kj included. It's always a bad feeling that you thought you conceived out of bad feelings; when I watched him while having sex, I didn't complain. He even kicked me out.

"Weren't you satisfied earlier, and you're still hot-headed?" I asked him.

"Which head is that, Logan? Up or down? Both are always angry." Trace laughed, teasing Elliot.

Elliot's nose was getting more and more smoky. "Don't you two ever call me to fix your problems, huh?!" He said crookedly. He also took some wine and poured it, and gulped it down. It's always Elliot. The menstruating man we have in the group.

Trace and I both laughed and cheered. Lev, Jake, and Daxon are serious. Jeru is also seen laughing.

"You fucking asshole! " more and more shriveled. "You know, Dev, I don't know how you put up with your boss. There is no seriousness in life."

Dev just laughed at him. "You too, Atty. Elliot, how can Isaius take you so long? Mr. Logan is cooler than you." Grec said. I don't know if he was serious about what he said or if it was innocent that he pissed off Elliot. He's dead.

"Nice one, Grec!" said Trace, who was very happy with my assistant's answer to Elliot. "How is that, Eut? It looks like Grec is challenging you."

The four were like watching the live show and just looking. Elliot approached Grec and grabbed him by the collar. "What did you say?!"

Lev felt a sensation. I think we are confused again. The scene is always like this when we are together - messy. He stepped back. Dev. Lev's appearance also seems to have been noticed. Trace sat on the table's edge and still enjoyed what Elliot was doing with Grec.

"That's enough, Elliot. Don't hit my assistant," I scolded. But I know Elliot won't give up.

"That's right, Elliot. Let's drink," Jake said too. Elliot didn't listen. If Grec had this deadly look, my assistant would probably be blind.

"Did you hear what he said? He insulted me!" Elliot snarled.

"It's just a joke, Elliot. You're brilliant," Jeru said. The lawyer was even more shocked and punched Grec, then grabbed him by the collar again.

"Enough." The frugal and meaningful promise of Lev. He put the cigarette in the ashtray and picked up the whiskey glass again.

I just told Yvonne and held her close to the waist.

"So-sorry, Atty." Trembling with fear, answered Grec. He was holding Elliot's hand that was on his collar.

"If it's a joke, then it's not funny," Elliot said. He hasn't let go yet, and it almost strangles Grec.

"Boss Logan, I wonder what Boss Elliot would do with Grec," Dev whispered.

I smirked. "Lev will take care of that. I don't know if there will be any anger left for Elliot later when it's Lev's turn to speak," I promised.

Lev stood up and glared in front of Elliot and Grec. Jake also stood up. Trace and I looked at each other. He just grinned. This isn't good. But this Trace still seems happy and entertained. He was bored with his life. All eyes are waiting for their next move, especially on Lev. Lev dropped the glass he was holding on the floor, and it broke, making a loud noise that made Elliot turn around.

"I said... enough," Lev said firmly. Each word is stressed. Seriously. His voice screams authority even with just those words, as well as his whole being. His eyes were looking intently at Elliot. I don't understand Lev. Earlier, he seemed calm.

Elliot let go of Grec because Lev spoke. My poor assistant quickly hid behind me. Elliot and Lev looked at each other. Lev just looked at him, and he didn't say anything else. They talked for a minute with their eyes. Elliot raised his hands to surrender. He has so much respect for Lev.

Lev's gaze followed Elliot, who walked away from them. He smirked like a devil. I slightly gave Lev a nod. It's shocking. He is the only one who can wean us when we get tired. Elliot never spoke again. He just quietly took the wine. Just don't let Trace tease him anymore, and maybe he won't be able to hold back.

Trace held up the wine. "Cheers! What a fun night," he said.

Lev also returned to where he was sitting earlier. I held Yvone's hand and sat down on the empty couch opposite Jake. He sat with me. We started kissing again, not minding their presence. She moaned when I deepened our kisses.

"Does Calli have social media?" I heard Trace ask.

Fuckin'! I stopped kissing Yvonne and glared at Trace. He was already smoking and holding the phone, pointing at Yvonne and me. I act like I'm not affected but want to throw Trace's phone outside. I stared at him, but he just grinned at me.

"Why don't you find it yourself? I don't fuckin' care." I said, there is an emphasis.

"Really? Found it." He said, and it showed Calli's social media. "Sending a video, I just watched... Live," he said, smiling at me.

My eyes widened. I immediately stood up and almost knocked Yvonne to the floor. "Fuck you, Trace!" I tried to stop him, but he already pressed send before I got his phone.

His laughter reverberated inside the room. Jake picked up the phone and showed the video that Trace sent.

"Fuck. I don't fuckin' care..." Trace mimicked what I'd said earlier.

Damn him! This cousin of mine is such a bully. I threw his phone and pulled Yvonne out of the room. I heard him laughing out loud.