Logan's Pov“I’m not fucking interested if you had a fight with her or not. How the fuck does that affect my life? To crown it all, Mason, these are low lives…they’re definitely after your money. How hard is that for you to comprehend?” I said.I was indeed furious for me to speak to my own best friend that way. Sometimes, he behaves gullible and sometimes makes me wonder if he uses his brain or not. “You’ve got to calm down, Logan. It isn’t that complicated as you make it to be. You’ve been doing the talking since, it’s my turn.” I let out a heavy sigh, trying to get myself to understand his perspective here. To me, everything was glaring that the girl was a low life after his money.“I’m all ears.”“Thank you.” He said as I rolled my eyes.He had better said something reasonable and convincing, or else, this would be our third world war.“Can you just make your point?”“Well, I think I’m the one at fault here. And to clarify things, this girl is not a gold-digger.”“How sure are
Raleigh’s POVI wrapped her up in my hands. Yeah, I knew Mo to be a crybaby especially when something like this happens – heartbreak from a guy. I heard strictly warned against getting too intimate with anybody just the moment you met someone and this was what she always did – (giving too much of herself) that led guys to break their hearts. And now, it happened again.I never knew Mason could be an asshole. So he never considered her his girlfriend when they were kissing, cuddling, having sex every two seconds, and the rest of that bullshit.I was disappointed. I expected something better from him. That’s why asking the right questions like “What exactly are we doing? What do you see me as?” is important to avoid unnecessary and stupid heartbreak.“Mason,” I growled.“I don’t want to hear his name.” Mo sniffed, pulling more of me into her.“You know you caused all these, Mo. I warned you when you were going into this.”“Have you ever loved someone?” she released herself from me, with
Logan's POVWhat the heck was Joseph doing here? It better not be what I’m thinking. Suddenly, our eyes met. It held long enough that it seemed like a competition to know who would take their eyes off first.He took his off first, putting on ahis shades as he shoved his hand into his pocket, making his way into the building. I never expected to see him here.“Isn’t that Joseph?” Mason asked. That was who Francesca, my ex-girlfriend, cheated on me with. It was insane knowing he was here. To do what exactly?“I wonder what he’s doing here?” I sighed.“Forget him. Act like he was never here and don’t let it change your mood.”“You saying it now already changed my mood. Forget it. I’m less concerned about him. I just want us to find a potential investor and get this done with.”“What?”Yeah, I forgot he didn’t know what was happening.“This is what happens when you don’t pay attention to your business. The company is in a bad state and it may go into liquidity soon. The business needs mo
Raleigh’s POVThat must have been the most ridiculous thing I have ever done. He’d want to crucify me at this point. But what the hell was Jake doing here of all places?With fear in my heart, I hugged him tighter, landing a kiss on his cheek. I knew I was overdoing it when he pulled me out of his arms.“I’m sorry,” I whispered. Fear clutching my heart.I could feel my knees shake, knowing he was about to smack me in the face and of course disgrace me. I was ready as he stepped towards me.He came closer and closer. Suddenly, I felt his lips pressed against mine.What the fuck was happening? Mr. Logan Hunt was kissing me. His lips were soft, it felt like soap against my hard, rocky lips. I knew I had taken this too far. I just wanted to make Jake jealous and bring to his awareness that I could find someone better and of course, someone could love me.That night we broke up, he had told it to my face that I was unworthy of love or any male figure in my life. And that has stuck with m
Logan's POV It was a miracle that the investors found favor in my business, or else, Sprocks would be filing for bankruptcy.The pitching was over, perhaps I could rest now. I stood face to face with the mirror, gazing at what a miserable person I’d become. It was sad that this was what was happening. And to crown it all, my greatest enemy was there to see my downfall.Not literally, but yes.I hated every single word I uttered as I stood on the carpet, knowing Joseph was there. And to think of it, he knew Raleigh. So he dated my ex and simultaneously Raleigh.What an asshole.He even changed his name…that dude is an entirely different son of a bitch. He wasn’t the top in deception or manipulation, but he is ranked in the top tier.Suddenly, I heard someone barge through the door. As I turned to look, it was Raleigh. It was like I felt in my bones that she was the one person to come in here and disrupt my privacy.“Why the hell would you barge into the gent’s restroom.”“Perhaps, I’l
Raleigh POVI pushed open the door to my apartment, fully expecting silence after the terrible meeting with two insane humans (Logan and Jake) I'd had.Instead, the sound of laughter greeted me. I paused in the doorway, frowning. Mo and Mason were on the couch, both grinning as if they hadn’t been at each other’s throats just yesterday.I blinked.Had I missed something? The last time I saw them, they were barely speaking to each other. But now, they were acting like everything was sunshine and rainbows.“Uh… what’s going on?” I asked, my voice full of confusion. I dropped my bag by the door and stepped inside.“Aren’t you two supposed to be mad at each other?”Mason looked up at me, still wearing that goofy smile of his.“Oh, that? Water under the bridge.”Mo nodded, her face lighting up.“Yeah, Leigh. We talked it out, and everything’s fine now.” She jumped up from the couch and hurried over to me.“By the way, I owe you an apology for earlier. I shouldn’t have snapped at you. I was
Raleigh POVI walked into the bar with Mason and Mo, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves. The place was bright, with music playing and people laughing. I could smell delicious food and hear glasses clinking.This was a celebration for Mason and Logan, who had just found an investor for their business. I hoped this night would be fun, but I wasn’t so sure because Logan would be there.Mo looked so happy, her smile stretching from ear to ear.“This is going to be awesome!” she said, bouncing on her feet. I tried to smile back, but my stomach felt like it was doing flips.We found a big table in the corner. Mason sat down first, and I plopped into a chair next to him. Mo sat across from us, and I could see Logan at the bar, talking to the bartender. He looked serious, like he always did, but I noticed he was wearing a nice shirt that made him look really good. Ugh, why was I even thinking that?“Hey, where’s Logan?” I asked, trying to change the subject from my silly thoughts.Mason la
Raleigh POVI woke up in my bed with a big headache. My eyes opened slowly. The room looked bright, and I felt all fuzzy inside. I tried to remember what happened the night before. We were at the bar with Mason, Mo, and Logan. I had too many drinks, and everything became a blur.I sat up in bed and put my hand on my forehead. What did I do? Then I remembered—Logan kissed me! My cheeks turned hot, and I felt stupid. Why did I let him kiss me? And why did he kiss me in the first place?I grabbed my phone from the nightstand. It buzzed with a message from Mo.Mo: Good morning! How do you feel?I quickly typed back.Me: Not good. I drank too much.A moment later, my phone buzzed again. It was Mo.Mo: Me too! But guess what? Logan is a mess! He’s still sleeping on the couch!I couldn’t help but smile.Logan was a mess? That was funny to think about. I wanted to see him, but I also felt scared.
Logan’s POVIt had been a week of chaos and unanswered questions, and the city streets offered the only reprieve I could find. Driving through the bustling nightlife in my Benz, I tried to clear my mind. The soft hum of the engine was soothing, but no amount of speed could quiet the storm of thoughts raging inside me. Francesca’s name lingered like a ghost in my head, her voice from our last conversation echoing in my ears.The woman was a master of manipulation, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that she had her fingerprints all over the mess between Leigh and me. Every time I thought I’d left Francesca in the past, she found a way to creep back into my life. And now, with Leigh in the picture, it felt deliberate—like she was trying to dismantle everything I cared about.The streets were alive with energy: neon signs flickered, couples walked arm in arm, and laughter spilled ou
Leigh’s POVI sat on the couch, legs folded under me, staring at the wall like it held all the answers I needed. My head felt heavy, and my chest even more so. Everything was going wrong. The whispers at work, the photos online, the endless judgment. It all pressed down on me like a weight I couldn’t carry anymore.Mo walked into the room, a steaming cup of tea in her hand. She placed it gently on the table in front of me and sat down beside me.“You’ve been sitting there all day,” she said softly, like she was afraid her words might shatter me.I shrugged, still staring at the wall. “What else am I supposed to do, Mo? Pretend everything’s fine? Because it’s not. My life’s falling apart.”Mo reached over and put a hand on my shoulder. “Leigh, I know it feels like that right now, but this isn’t the end. You’ll get through this.”I turned to her, my eyes stinging with unshed tears. “How, Mo? How am I supposed to get through this? Everywhere I turn, people are talking about me. At work,
Logan’s POVThe knock on my office door was sharp and impatient. Before I could answer, the door opened, and Mr. Grayson stepped in. His face was red, and his jaw was tight. I knew immediately this wasn’t going to be a friendly visit.“Logan,” he said, slamming the door behind him. “We need to talk. Now.”“Good morning to you too, Mr. Grayson,” I said, forcing a calm tone. I gestured to the chair across from me. “Please, have a seat.”“I won’t be sitting,” he snapped, his voice cold. “Explain this nonsense!”He threw a newspaper onto my desk. I didn’t need to look at it to know what it was about. The headline blared something ridiculous about me being caught with a “secret lover.” The photo of Leigh and me was front and center.I sighed, l
Logan’s POVI stared at the headlines on my phone, my stomach twisting. The photo of Leigh and me was everywhere. The media was having a field day, spinning the narrative as if we were more than an interviewer and her subject. The words burned into my eyes: “Logan Hunt and Mysterious Woman: Secret Affair Exposed?”This wasn’t just unfair—it was cruel. Leigh didn’t ask for this, and now her career might be at risk. All because she had the misfortune of crossing paths with me.I tossed my phone onto the desk and rubbed my temples. My mind raced, trying to figure out who would stoop this low. Only one name stood out. Francesca.She always had a knack for stirring trouble. Ever since we broke up, she’d been bitter, finding ways to remind me she could still cause chaos in my life. I had no proof it was her, but my gut told me she was involved.
Leigh’s POVI kept staring at the comments, my hands shaking. Who would take such a private moment and share it with the world? My stomach twisted as I scrolled through the comments. People were calling me names, questioning my character. Some said I was using Logan for money, others thought I was unfit for my job.I couldn’t stay in the office and wait for anything, I needed to talk to Logan.I got dressed quickly, my heart racing. I just grabbed my bag and headed out the door.The ride to Logan’s office felt like forever. My thoughts were loud, questions circling in my mind. How could he let this happen? Why didn’t he warn me?When I got to his office, I stormed past the receptionist. She tried to stop me, but I wasn’t in the mood. “I need to see Logan,” I said, my voice sharp.She stood up, looking worried. “Ma’am, he’s in a meeting.”“I don’t care,” I snapped, walking straight to his door and pushing it open.Logan was sitting at the head of a long table, his board members around
Logan’s POVThe morning had started out normal, calm. I was just getting ready to head into the office when my phone buzzed. I ignored it, thinking it was probably just a random email or reminder, but then it buzzed again, then again, and again. That was strange.When I finally picked it up, my screen was flooded with notifications—texts, emails, missed calls. I blinked, trying to process what was going on. My heart picked up a bit. Something felt off, but I couldn’t tell what it was yet.I decided to open one of the news alerts to see what was happening. And then I saw it. Right there, on the front page of a popular news site, was a picture of me… and Leigh. We were close, her face right up to mine, and my hand was wrapped around her waist. It was unmistakable; we were kissing. It was the kind of photo that left no room for guessing.For a second, I couldn’t even move. I just stared at the screen, trying to process what I was looking at. How? How could this picture be out there? I di
Leigh’s POVI sat down, trying to steady my breath, but then I saw him. Mikel. He was standing by the coffee machine, acting casual, as if the last few days hadn’t happened, as if the tension in the office wasn’t because of him. The same smug look I had come to know so well was still plastered on his face, and his eyes flicked to me, almost daring me to make a move.I wasn’t going to let him win. Not today.The buzz of the office seemed to drown out everything around me, the whispers becoming more audible. It felt like the whole room was waiting for something to happen, and I wasn’t about to give them the satisfaction of seeing me crumble.I stood up abruptly, not giving myself time to second-guess. I walked toward him, my steps firm, my mind set. My heart was pounding in my chest as I approached, but I pushed everything down. There was no time for fear. No time for weakness.When I was just behind him, I stopped. The weight of the tension in the air was palpable, almost suffocating,
Leigh's POVEverything felt wrong.I sat on my bed, staring at my phone, feeling like the world was too heavy. It was like a big dark cloud was hanging over me, and no matter what I did, I couldn’t shake it away. I didn’t want to think anymore, but the thoughts kept coming, swirling around in my head. I felt like there was no way out, like everything I had tried so hard for was just slipping through my fingers.Just then, my phone buzzed loudly, making me jump. I picked it up, my hands shaking as I looked at the name on the screen. It was Mikel. My heart sank deeper. I knew him well—he is someone who makes things hard for me. He’d say rude things, give me mean looks, and laugh when I made a mistake. But this felt different. I didn’t want to answer, but I knew I had to.I held my breath and pressed the answer button. “Hello?” My voice sounded small, like I was a tiny bug he could squish.Mikel’s
Logan’s POVI was sitting at my desk, thinking about work. Mason, came in with a big smile on his face. He looked excited, and I couldn’t help but smile back.“Hey, Logan!” Mason said. “You won’t believe what I just heard!”“What’s up?” I asked, curious.“We have a new investor, remember? I just got off the phone with him. He loves what we’re doing!” Mason said, his eyes shining with excitement.“Really?” I said, sitting up straighter. “That’s great news! What did he say?”Mason leaned closer, his voice low. “He thinks our idea is going to make a lot of money. He believes in us, man!”I felt a rush of happiness. It was nice to know that someone believed in our work. “This is awesome! What does this mean for us?”“It means we can grow our business faster. We can hire more people and maybe even make our product even better,” Mason explained, bouncing a little in his seat.I thought about it for a moment. “Wow, that sounds amazing! I really want to make this work. We’ve worked so hard.”“