- Oh, Missy, you are simply stunning! The infectious euphoria in Megan's voice made Missy smile, though her stomach was still tight with nervousness. With restless hands, she smoothed, for the millionth time that early evening, the silky fabric of the tea-pink dress she was wearing. There was embroidery and detail covering every inch of it, from the hem that spilled a few inches to the floor, the fabric that flared out just below her knees, the region that perfectly hugged her thighs and waist, the sleeves that formed a small cape around her arms, down to the moderate cleavage, but which still left a considerable amount of skin on her collarbone and her breasts on display. - So it turned out good, didn't it? Missy asked, smiling shyly at her reflection in the mirror as she noted how the color had left her pale skin looking rosy and healthy. - Don't be, silly. – Megan laughed, looking delighted, as she watched her too – You look fantastic! I knew this dress would look perfect on you
Biting her lip even harder, Missy just lowered her head, too embarrassed to admit that he was correct. Victoria had never really thought it was worth taking Missy to a fancy event in a limousine, as it had always been a little obvious that she didn't fit in those kinds of places. In fact, Missy had always felt as if her mother thought it would be a waste to take her with her anywhere, even in a car. Perhaps that was why she was so shocked: shocked that Logan thought she was worthy of such opulence.She just hoped she didn't make him regret that night. After all, she'd already had enough experience to know that she wasn't born for those kinds of events.The sound of Logan's deep breath, taken through clenched teeth, brought her attention back to him, whose dark, furious expression made him look like a beast about to pounce. However, as soon as their eyes met again, his face softened a little, although she could still recognize the anger that was still present even when he pulled her on
The sound of Raquela's voice faded as they walked away, quickly advancing beyond the hall, to a quieter and more secluded place, similar to a staff entrance, while Missy tried to repress that bad feeling that was squeezing her chest."Honey, I…" Logan began, his voice clearly apologetic, but Missy quickly cut him off.- Everything is fine. – Missy swallowed hard, making an effort to dissipate the tension – I… I mean, it's okay if you had something with Barbarah and Samantha… You did, right? she couldn't stop herself from asking, although Wendy's tone had made it quite clear.Logan sighed heavily, before replying, “Well, yes, but only with Samantha. It was a long time ago, when I was in my early 20s and still working as a model. It didn't get to be a real relationship. We enjoyed each other's company and started something purely physical, but it didn't last long. We weren't even really friends and so we both agreed to end it without any hurt feelings or animosity, especially since neit
It was the first time Missy had woken up before Logan.And so, for more than half an hour, she remained just looking at him, dazzled by each of the shapes and small details of his face and body, while she allowed him to rest. After all, she knew that, as much as Logan tried to hide it, he had accumulated a lot of work in those last two weeks that he had taken time off to be with her, after they had declared themselves for each other. Now, in that last week before Christmas, he had gone to great lengths to manage to fulfill all the agency's thousand demands, which even Diana and Devon's help could not lessen, and yet remain perfectly present for her: being the best of company. during the day and satisfying her at night.So, watching him stir a little but remain asleep, Missy realized that she finally had the opportunity to be the one she spoiled, instead of the other way around. Giving him one last tender kiss on the cheek, being careful not to wake him up, Missy got out of bed before
- Everything is ready now. I'm sure I'll soon be able to tell you exactly what your software's market value is. - Thanks, sis. – Missy thanked Alice for the phone, plopping down on the sofa, exhausted after spending the entire afternoon packing up the first things she was going to take to Logan's apartment. - Are you sure you don't want help with the move? – she could almost hear her sister's malicious and at the same time satisfied smile on the other end of the line, which made her laugh. - Not. Logan and I had agreed that he would help me with that as soon as he got off work. she said, giving a dreamy sigh. 'I can't believe my little sister is about to move in with a man…' Alice sniffed theatrically, making Missy laugh. - You talk like this wasn't the first thing you and Devon did. Missy teased. "It was either that or accept that he put me over his shoulder and took us to a chapel in Las Vegas…" Alice mumbled amusedly, being interrupted by a voice in the background, which Missy
- Not. She made it worse. - Missy shook her head regretfully - She went to my apartment. Apparently he wanted me to give up my “revenge plan” against Liam when I asked you, my new boyfriend, to fire him just so I could enjoy his suffering. she said, shrugging. - And I would have done it from that first day, with pleasure, if you had let me. - Logan opened an evil smile, making her laugh. - But the question is not what she thinks. – Missy explained, looking him deep in the eyes – Actually… I came here because I wanted you to tell me… Why? – she finally asked, genuinely confused – After everything that happened, why do this now? - Because I caught them breaking agency rules. - The delighted smile became a devilish expression and, suddenly, Logan looked sadistically satisfied as he told her that - More specifically those that concern the attack on modesty. A film crew and I caught them having sex on one of our studios, which is, under agency rules, termination for cause. Nothing more,
- I think we got everything, don't we? Heaving a contented sigh, Missy flopped down on the huge bed in Logan's room – or rather, their room, as she sometimes forgot to refer to it. Around the two, the two small suitcases were already ready to be taken to Daniel and Gwyneth's house during Christmas. Of course, since Megan and Devon had started their relationship, Missy had spent her last two Christmases with the Knights, however, without ever really following the family tradition that involved spending the entire holiday at the house from the night of the 23rd. she came only for supper and the exchange of gifts, but always saying goodbye before the end of the night, since it was quite obvious that her presence bothered Logan deeply. As much as she adored the Knights, at the time it hadn't seemed fair that the family would be in such an uncomfortable situation because of her, since Logan always tended to pull away when she was around. But not that year. From that year forward, they wo
- Why is she calling? – Logan half asked and half growled, seeming to be trying to contain the dislike he had for his mother. Especially when, days ago, she'd told him that Victoria usually never remembered to call to wish her or Megan a Merry Christmas, unless one of them made the first move.- Maybe Megan told her about the software... - Missy reflected, knowing that financial success was one of the few things that really made Victoria happy and proud, although it didn't make much sense that Megan had warned her about that - I think I'd better answer ... She's perfectly capable of bothering us all through the holiday, if I ignore her – Missy sighed, before answering the call, while Logan hugged her protectively – Mom?-Melissa Edith Sutton! – She immediately prevailed, so angry that Missy felt herself shudder, just like she did when she was a child – Do you know how humiliated I felt when I found out about my daughter's relationship through an article in the gossip magazines? And mo