All Chapters of Chasing Back What's Mine : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I woke up the next day, disoriented, not sure how I ended up in my room. Memories of last night’s dinner with Logan flood my mind, and I recall lying down on the couch. But I was alone in the house with him, which means Logan must have carried me to my room!A smile broadly knowing, I must have been a deep sleeper! Beneath his tough exterior, Logan has a kind heart. Just then, a soft knock on the door breaks the silence, and Logan enters, his presence filling the room.“Good morning, Nadine. Did you sleep well?” he asked in a deep husky voice that made my core clench. Damn, these hormones.“Good morning, Logan. Thanks, I did,” I reply, intentionally leaving out any details about our previous night’s interactions. I take a moment to gaze at him, my mind racing. How can someone be so sinfully hot? Logan seems like a species that needs to be studied, I silently muse, feeling his magnetic presence.Yet, I’m determined to uphold my part of the bargain: not falling in love. There’s always

The news anchor's voice pierced the air, revealing an affair between Nathalie and billionaire Elliot Jones. I was stunned, wondering how this private matter had become public. Nathalie had indeed been infatuated with Elliot, fantasizing about uncovering the secrets behind his mysterious eyes. And that was long before her marriage to Jake, my ex-fiance. But seeing them entwined in bed, splashed across the news outlets, left me speechless.As I sat frozen, I sensed a presence behind me. Logan stood there, his eyes fixed on the screen.This had his fingerprints all over it - he had promised to exact revenge on Nathalie and Jake, but I never imagined he'd go this far, exposing it to the world."You did this, didn't you?" I accused, turning to face Logan. His eyes had turned cold and calculating. "Isn't this what you wanted - revenge for all she did to you?" he asked, his voice devoid of emotion.I gulped, unsure how to respond. The television continued to blare the news, and I turned b

I gaze into Nadine's eyes, I’m met with a shocking sight—her face goes pale as if I’ve uttered something utterly offensive! My reputation as a ruthless businessman precedes me, and I realize with a jolt that my words put her in fear. Whoops, I didn’t mean to do that!Despite my tough exterior, Nadine's presence in my life is a game-changer. She brings light, laughter, and a sense of warmth that I never thought possible. I feel like the luckiest guy alive to have her by my side.But, let’s be real, I’m a bit of a mess—my attempts to hide my true feelings only confuse her. Still, I hope that someone with keen eyes sees the love I have for her, even if I can’t quite express it myself.I’m captivated by Nadine's kindness, beauty, and unwavering optimism. She’s the sunshine in my dark world, and I’m determined to cherish her forever. Though I may not deserve her, I’m willing to do whatever it takes to make her happy and keep her by my side.But, here’s the thing—I’ve been keeping a secret

"Oh, please, Nadine," Logan says, holding out the card. "Take it. We both know you don’t even have $50 to your name." His words hit me like a slap, and for a second, I was too stunned to respond. My fist clenches, and my eyes blaze with anger. I slam my hand onto the table, the dishes rattling with the force. But Logan doesn’t flinch. He just watches me, waiting for me to take the card, completely unfazed by my fury."Logan, how dare you?" I say through gritted teeth, stepping closer, my voice low and trembling with rage. "I’ve had it with you!"Without waiting for his response, I storm out of the room, the walls closing in on me. I need to get away—away from Logan, away from this suffocating life that feels more like a cage with each passing day.In my room, I fling open the closet, grabbing a comfortable gown. My hands move quickly, changing, pulling my hair into a ponytail, stuffing my bag with essentials. I don’t think, I just act, driven by the overwhelming need to escape. With

I don't understand why Asher is giving me that look. "Asher, what's up?" I ask, confused.Logan stands up from his chair and moves closer to Asher. "I thought you were in bed already," he says, curiosity in his voice.But Asher ignores Logan's question and turns to me instead. "You know, you remind me of someone I know," he says, his eyes fixed on mine.I look up from my food, realizing he's talking about me, and our eyes meet. Logan notices the tension and looks between us, wondering what's happening.Just then, Logan's phone starts ringing. "Excuse me," he says, using the call as an opportunity to leave Asher and me to talk. He walks away, answering his phone, and Asher's gaze returns to mine, with an unreadable expressionAsher moved closer, sitting on one of the chairs. I didn't look up from my food, continuing to eat. "On behalf of my friend, I'm sorry for the way he has been treating you," he says, while I looked up in that instant. "Logan and I are doing just fine," I say, not