Lost in his reverie and his memories, Logan only woke up when he realized that the boys were now looking at each other in a confused way, certainly not able to understand the kind of depth he had been talking about; clearing his throat, he smiled at his boys, putting aside his memories and returning to lighten that conversation.- But you don't have to worry about that for a long time. After all, the legacy never reached anyone under the age of 20.- All of that? – Jonathan's eyes widened, shocked – And if I've already met my soulmate before that?- So, as soon as the clock strikes midnight on the day of the 20th anniversary of the two of you, then you will know immediately. – good-naturedly, he tapped his son's nose with the tip of his finger, making him smile – Any more questions?- We'll think of more! Tristan promised excitedly.- Of course, as you always do. – Logan laughed, getting up with them in his arms, in order to put them on their feet too – Now, I think we better hurry. O
- All right, all right. I understand that you still have terrible taste in women. – she threw her reddish blonde hair back, giving him one more perverse smile, before taking her sunglasses off her head and lowering them to her eyes – But, if you ever regain your sight, know that you can always help me. Search for. – Turning in the opposite direction, she gave him a last casual wave – See you around, handsome.- Hag. – Gwyneth cursed her, sticking her tongue out as Suzan walked away, which normally would have made Logan laugh, if he wasn't so tense – Has that evil woman ever hurt mommy, daddy? – His daughter asked, showing a murderous fury that he never thought he would ever see in a little girl of just 3 years old.- Don't worry about it, sweetie. – With a sigh, Logan sat down again on the deckchair, in order to calm his two little girls – I promise that we will tell this story to you and your brothers someday. Now, let's just try to have fun in the pool, okay? - Rocking Hope in her l
- One day. he growled angrily, before leaving, seriously considering whether or not she should hunt Newton around the agency and rip his face in half.However, he hadn't, preferring to keep an eye out for whether or not he or Suzan had obeyed her threat. And, of course, they didn't, which culminated in Newton running off with Missy halfway through the experience, inventing an imaginary pain so that she could take him home so he could escape Logan's fury.That night, Logan had once again found himself petrified in his office, but this time he was as enraged as he had ever been in his life, instead of as desolate as he had been the day he found out that Missy was dating. And, for hours on end, he planned how he could make those two pay: firing them, taking them away from Missy, making sure they never got another job in that country, or just exposing to everyone at the agency what two goddamn traitors they were. ... Which of those options was the best? All of them together? And, more imp
However, in the end, the only one who came out of that situation with regret was him, naively believing that Suzan and Liam would simply break that news discreetly to Missy and then simply walk out of her life; naively not realizing that someone like Foster certainly wouldn't take orders like that and would take advantage of the situation to hurt Missy even more. In fact, it had even taken him a while to understand why she would risk her own job by doing that, when it was clear that he was trying to protect Missy: perhaps because he believed that he would not risk firing her for something that had nothing to do with with the agency; perhaps because he knew that Missy was too noble to accept his dismissing them without cause; or perhaps, as he realized later, she had been so offended by the realization that she would never have him, and that she would have to settle for Liam's mediocrity, that she had done all that just to feel that she had emerged victorious from this situation, throu
He was selfish. It was malicious. It was a plan full of ulterior motives. Damn, it was even a new lie, as he wasn't being completely truthful with Missy that her main motivation was just to help her get revenge. Yet he had impulsively proposed it to her, letting himself think only with his heart for the first time in his life.And, as if his heart thought the situation wasn't already complicated enough, he had given in to the impulse to confess his physical desire for her and kiss her for the first time right there, in the middle of her kitchen, even though he knew perfectly well that that it was far from the right time for them to share that kind of intimacy. Still, none of those conflicting emotions had been able to erase the emotion of that moment, when he finally knew the sweet taste of her lips and the softness of the curves of her delicious body, feeling a powerful wave of emotion and contentment run through him as he realized that she wanted him too. Damn it, with his mind as c
- I perceived. - Missy laughed - But I'm relieved that you five are fine. I was worried when I got to the room and found no one. - taking Hope in her arms, she looked at him with curiosity - But, what made you so distracted?- A ghost of Christmas past. - several of them actually, but Logan didn't add that comment as he continued to explain, realizing that Missy had become even more confused – Newton and Foster are here at the hotel, too. – he added cautiously, with a sigh.- Liam and Suzan? - Missy choked, stunned.- Yes, unfortunately. He is one of the employees at the hotel and she is apparently here because she has become the mistress of a rich man. - Logan rolled his eyes full of contempt - A man who, by the way, was in the same meeting as you, apparently. - he shrugged, while Missy blinked a few times, still shocked.- Heavens... I confess that of all the things I thought could happen when we were invited to visit the United Arab Emirates, this was the last of them. - to his tot
- And, allow me to say, what a beautiful dress, Stra. Knight. - Suzan interrupted him with a mean smile - It looks so modern, with that rounded silhouette and that blunt skirt. Anyone with no aesthetic taste could even say that his seamstress deserved a scolding...- Suzan! - her companion gasped, looking suddenly possessed, before quickly recovering, putting that artificially sympathetic expression back on her face – Forgive me, Stra. Knight. My dear fiancée Suzan comes from a humble background and sometimes fumbles with the meaning of some words, causing some indiscretions. - solemnly ignoring the revolted look that Foster threw at him, the man made that criticism facing Missy directly, with a seductive smile that was making Logan increasingly enraged - Why don't we continue our conversation that afternoon about investments, Stra. Knight? It would be a pleasure to hear the advice of such a refined and thoughtful lady again. If I may say so, even a party as exquisite as this isn't en
- What? - Suzan repeated, seeming to be choking - No, that's impossible! His family has a lot of money! That's how we paid for the trip and the hotel!- Funny... - Stra. Kobayashi gave Suzan one more look from under his lashes - I could have sworn he told us he came to the hotel on account of a donation from one of his investors...- Investors? - Suzan gasped, irritated – But we came here so he could get investors and...! - Realizing that everyone was looking at her with interest, Foster suddenly stopped talking, getting up from the table with a sour expression - If you'll excuse me, I think the drink made me sick. I am a little confuse. I'm going to bed for the rest of the night. - and so, without saying goodbye, Foster stomped out of the hall, probably in search of the groom who apparently no one knew exactly who he was or where he came from, including Suzan herself.- What an interesting situation, isn't it? - was all that Mr. Montenegro commented, with a veiled smile, a second bef