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Logan (Book 1) SIXTEEN
It wasn't long before our date took us to a classy, expensive diner downtown. It was a quiet restaurant with a few people who wanted to enjoy and soft music from the pianist played as we ate. Between bites, Clark and I talked about a few things similar or what we like and dislike, and honestly, I enjoyed myself with him. Clark can be a tease, but he's sweet and does live up to his title as a Prince at school."Well, isn't this a surprise," I heard a female voice as I looked up to see Heather Seely wearing an elegant black gown that fits perfectly around her slim body made me ashamed of my wearing a loose dress? "Clark, I didn't know your here and with a date. You must be the girl he talked about. I'm Heather, his cousin.""Yeah, I know. Nice to meet you.""Heather, our table is over there," My body stiffened once I heard that familiar voice as it made it freeze. "Effie?"Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap!"You know her, Logan?""No, not really," I felt a pang in my heart when he said that. "But
Logan (Book 1) SEVENTEEN
"Effie," I looked up and saw Clark. "Can we talk?""I'll see you later," Lily left, leaving me with Clark."I got nothing to say to you." I scowled and started walking off when Clark stepped in front of me."Effie, please just let me explain.""Explain? You want to explain why all of a sudden your cousin went to the same restaurant with Logan." I snapped. "Are you trying to piss me fucking off?""I thought you didn't like him.""I don't!" I heaved and calmed my nerves. "I don't. But, you could have told me she would be going to the same restaurant. There are plenty of others, and they picked the same one.""I didn't know she would go to the same place we went. I swear.""Forget it, I'm tired, and I want to go home," I said while rubbing my face. "I had a great time, but Logan being there just ruined things for me. I could get over him and like you but seeing him with Heather...forget it. Bye, Clark."He didn't say a word and knew right then he was guilty. I walked around him again whe
Logan (Book 1) EIGHTEEN
"You okay, Aphrodite," Logan's voice softens as he holds me. I shivered in his arms, covering my face away from the scariest thing that had happened to me.Just take a breather. Breath in and out.I told myself as I gathered much of the air around me until my body was calmer and my heart was steady. And the alluring scent coming off from Logan's own body makes things faster for me.Damn, he smells so good.Okay, wait - no, do not think about how good Logan smell in this situation.Aphrodite, focus. Focus!I was almost raped, and if Logan hadn't been there to save me, then living shouldn't be my priority. I will kill myself and save the trouble of being humiliated."Damn, you pack a punch, Wolfe," I heard Clark coming out of the closet. I turned my head to see him picking up his pants and pulling them up as he wiped the blood from the corner of his lips. "I guess those muscles aren't for showing off after all."Logan growled.I could feel his muscle jerked, trying to keep himself held
Logan (Book 1) NINETEEN
"Oh, my god," she pants. "Are you okay, Aphrodite?"I can't believe she waited for me."Yeah, I'm okay," she held my hands as Logan walked by us towards his twin. I looked over her shoulder and back at her. "You waited for me?""Yeah, I was worried about the whole thing with Clark declaring that you are his girlfriend shocked everyone, including Paris. Boy, was she pissed. I sense a demonic aura coming off her," I didn't ask her what she meant but mentioning Paris got me mortified. I'm so fucked. "So, what happened?"I guess she didn't know that Clark was about to do things to me because I rejected him and made me leave Logan alone. It's best not to say in front of my new friend that I was almost raped.I smiled wryly. "Cramps, I had my period." I lied.She hissed. "Damn, sucks. Well, I'm glad it was nothing serious."Yeah, nothing serious.Clark would do anything to get into my panties, and if I ever had my period, which was a false alarm, he would go through it. Just the image in my
Logan (Book 1) TWENTY
I felt so much relieved.Telling everything about Clark Mason about his cousin's plan and the almost rape part, Lily made our friendship so close that she even went ballistic, calling the school's prince all sorts of words her fragile mouth can also say. She even lost her respect for Heather because, like her cousin, both wear masks to hide their ugly faces.Lily spent time with me that it turned dark and she had to go home. When one of her dads came to pick her up, I stayed in my room looking at the syllabus Mrs. Bloomfield had given us at the start of school, and my eyes were on the page about the end of the year musical play.Tomorrow is the main cast's auditions, and Lily suggested that I take on the role of Jasmine because she has confidence that I would make a perfect princess with my singing voice.But, that is the problem.I'm no princess, not even a lady with the whole black wardrobe looking like the grim reaper. Couldn't we do something that I can fit my role as the dead gir
Logan (Book 1) TWENTY ONE
Logan and I are like a wolf and sheep arguing over matters of social interaction. I'm the black sheep of the family, and somehow this wolf moves in and starts telling me to do things to please him, but I will not have it. I was also a wolf wearing sheep's clothing because I had to hide from everyone who wanted my head for murder.I was watching Logan walking towards the window. I let out a tired groan, brushing my hair back. I saw the leather jacket on the bed, making me moan. I grabbed it and turned. "Hey, you forgot your-"Just when I was about to call out for Logan to get his jacket because I did not want it anymore, he cut me off when his lips were on mine. I made a noise as he crushed our mouths together. I tried pulling back, but Logan had his arm around my waist, so I took steps back again, hitting the wall. I dragged him with me. He locked our lips together and sealed it well because there was no way I was getting out of it, and I wanted to kill myself for this, but I kissed h
Logan (Book 1) TWENTY TWO
I stayed on the back of the mattress as Logan and I were in that starting moment that I got the feeling he wanted more and hated to say this, but I had the same feeling. When he leaned down, closing it for another kiss, I heard the front door shut and Ares's voice echoing in the house. "Effie! I brought IHOP. Got your favorite Bacon and Cheddar cheese omelet." "Shit," I hissed, stumbling out of bed, grabbing my underwear and pants off the floor, and putting them back on. "Logan, you need to leave," I said frantically as I buttoned my shirt. "Your brother's home?" He asked with glitter in his eyes as if someone famous was there. That would be my brother. "Yes, now get," I hoarsely whispered. "Can't I see him? I wanted to get his autograph," he smiles. "My brothers would flip I get to meet the famous God of War." "No, because you brothers almost had him murdered," I whispered, locking my door. "All we said he was the best fighter," he sounded confused with the whole thing that had
Logan (Book 1) TWENTY THREE
The next day I decided to do a little grocery shopping since the snacks at my house were starting to disappear, and I didn't need to go to Sherlock Holmes solving crimes where the salted potato chips crumbs lead to the perpetrator, Ares' room. I rode the bus and headed to the Asian supermarket to pick out my favorite snacks to gobble on and hide from the muncher at home. I had to hide it well, or else his nose would suspect my room for protecting the suspect. I walked through the aisle of varieties of chips, cookies, and candy, grabbing my favorites and others that seemed interesting to eat. I was looking for my favorite strawberry Pockey and found one last box waiting for me to catch and be fed. I outstretched my arm, ready to grab; my fingers touched the cardboard when at the same time, another set of fingers grasped the other side. I snapped my head to the owner of those fingers when I found myself staring at those blue eyes. I let a low growl at that person who only looked at me.
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