All Chapters of He Wants Me: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Leah waited in Ethan’s office for him, she was supposed to collect a check from him to run a few errands for their goddamn wedding, something she already hates doing. She chewed and smacked her gum, bored and tired, and also angry because Ethan was taking too long. He had promised her that he need to tidy up a few things with Logan’s crew for his next movie, and that it was only going to be for a split second, but of course, she should know that the only person Ethan gave his honest words to is Logan.His office was devoid of any adornment, except for a few pictures where he revealed too many of his badly shaped set of teeth. Aside the fact that he and Logan go way back, she really did not understand why Logan kept him. Although if one was being honest, he was great at his job.Well, that is if he is working for Logan.Every other person has to suffer from his laziness. Leah was not a fan of Ethan at all, and she only bore his excesses because he works for her brother, and she always

Leah dumped me at the boutique where wedding dresses are sold and disappeared. Since the incident, Leah has avoided me like a plague. I do not care, though, I only want this nightmare to be over, and for me to return to my world where I still had college classes to attend, my crush coming to class, hanging out with my small circle of friends after school, and returning home…where I would wait for Samuel to return home as well, much later in the night.We would have macaroni and cheese that I have poorly prepared, because my cooking skills sucked, and Samuel will make jest of me, but finish his plate of food. And then we would play scrabble afterwards, we always did after having dinner. And if he did not have a soccer game to watch a friend’s house, we would talk and laugh about random stuff, and go to bed afterwards, hugging and pecking each other good night.The salesgirl was friendly, and she did not ogle me even after finding out that I am Logan’s bride to be.“How old are you?” I

Leah is working round the clock trying to fix everything in place for our perfect wedding. I still cannot believe that I will be getting married to the beast in the next two days. Of course, I went with that gorgeous wedding dress, but I let Leah pick out every other thing that she claims that I need. Who cares anyway? I am dreading the day, instead of anticipating it. For some mornings now, I have woken up regretting that I did not die in my sleep instead. At least, that is the only way to get out of this charade, and have Logan let me go. And let’s not forget that I have not seen him since the last incident. I was relieved that I did not have to face his devilishly handsome face, and then battle between getting swooned by it or remembering the horrible things he is capable of doing. I have seen him on television anyway, just yesterday. He is currently having this in-house celebrity show, and he has been paired with another beautiful actress. I was actually enjoying the show,

It is the same people in church that are also present in the reception. People kept taking pictures as Logan and I posed, plastering fake smiles on our faces. I am pretty sure that by tomorrow morning, our pictures will be splashing all over social media. There are so many chops and food and wine, and I tried not to act overwhelmed so as not to give the guests any wrong impressions. Logan held my hand all through while we accepted congratulations and a few hugs. Now that I have taken the gloves off, I can fully feel the contact of his soft palms on mine.After we were done playing the newly-wedded perfect couple, Logan left me and went to Leah and Ethan, who stood somewhere in the room talking about God knows what. I took a glass of champagne and just allowed myself be. I am a different person now, and I must constantly remember that. I now bear the name of the same man who killed Samuel, and so I must not allow myself to cower at any slightest challenge, or run off in fear. What co

We got to the cottage a few hours later. After planning, cancelling and re-planning revenge strategies in my head multiple times, and staring out the window again to admire the beauty we were driving past, I finally got bored and dozed off.The driver gets out of the car and help us take our boxes inside, although there are only two boxes; one small box for my clothes and undies, and an even smaller one for Logan.We would be spending just a few days anyway. The driver happily carried our boxes inside while I just stayed put and stared at the incredible beauty of the place. He was so happy doing it as though he is the one having the honeymoon. He hummed and whistled while climbing into the cottage.The cottage has stairs leading into the main cabin, which is built above the ground. I could hear the creaking sounds of his shoes as he mounted up and down the stairs.Logan is still trying to gather his files from the car seat; I ignored him. The expanse of the land, from where I stood is