All Chapters of The Billionaire Revenge Contract : Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

LOGAN'S POVI smiled as the funny scene of Amaya trying to run replayed in my head. What was she thinking? That would she would escape? She must be a joker because there is no ending to this. I had planned on making the Alfred family suffer for years, and finally, I had their daughter all to myself. I smiled, grabbing my phone from the car's dashboard. I dug into her personal life and found out she's not working in her father's company; she's a partner with a friend. I need to make her financially unstable. I sent some messages to Mr. Walton, who happens to be her boss. He did not think twice before agreeing to my condition to get her sacked and get his work promoted. Power is indeed the best weapon!I increased my speed, my grip on the wheel getting tighter as I drove down to my mother's mansion. What kind of mother refused to show up on her son's wedding day? When others are choosing a normal, caring mother, I choose a psycho.I halted my car after carefully parking in the lot a

LOGAN POVAs I glided towards the magnificent company, a sense of pride swelled within me. "Did I build this?" I asked myself, and my inner voice responded with a confident "Yes." The response brought a smile to my face as memories of my journey flooded in. I owed it all to my mum, whose unwavering support had been my foundation, and to Maxon, my best friend and partner in this vision, now overseas for business. Together, we had turned a dream into this masterpiece.A wave of accomplishment swept through me as I looked up at the towering building. Its sleek glass and steel exterior shimmered in the sunlight, a perfect reflection of the journey that brought me here.I stepped out of the elevator, my shoes clinking sounds saving the hallway from enveloping into silence. Camilla, my secretary, trailed behind me, trying her best to remain unnoticed. One thing about me is that I detested noisy areas; my workers knew this, which is why they only bowed when they saw me. I'd respond whenever

LOGAN'S POV“Since you love crossing lines. Do you want me to show you what happens when you take a step too far?” I snapped.She quickly dropped the book, her hands trembling as she faked a smile. “I brought your water,” she informed me. For some reason, her voice irritated me even more.As I glided toward her, she moved back, but I didn’t stop walking closer. She finally stopped moving when her back hit the bookshelf. Covering the space between us, I stared at her, my eyes filled with nothing but hatred and anger. She couldn't look me in the eyes—her gaze was fixed on the ground.How could she enter my library? Have I been too soft on her? Where did she get the audacity from? My mind swirled with questions as I stared at her.“I asked Nova to bring my water, not you,” I muttered, my voice low but terrifying.I expected her to quiver more, but instead, she raised her head. Our gazes locked.“I insisted on serving you the water. She has nothing to do with this,” she defended.I smirke

LOGAN'S POV“Why did you hate me?”The question sounded unbelievable in my ears. Did Amaya really ask me that? She must be out of her mind.“You hurt your finger, not your brain,” I snapped. “Stop asking dumb questions.”I rolled my eyes, trying to calm my anger. How could she ask me that? After everything her father had done to my family, she still dared to ask why I hated her. Even though she was innocent of her father's crimes, she should still know her place. I was currently fighting the urge to kill her.Returning my gaze to the television, my attention was broken by Maxon, who started laughing awkwardly—obviously trying to make Amaya feel better.People often wondered how Maxon and I became friends. We were complete opposites. Maxon was cheerful, caring, and understanding. However, all his attributes contrasted with mine. I wasn't surprised by his caregiving attitude toward Amaya.“This is so funny, isn't it?” Maxon laughed, and I smirked, amused by his stupid, witty words in su