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Tutoring the badboy
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2025-02-06 20:28:58
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Against the rules    Prologue: One Year Later
Avaâs POVOne year.It had been exactly one year since I walked down that aisle in a dress that shimmered like moonlight, my heart pounding so hard I was afraid it might leap from my chest. One year since I saw Logan standing at the end of the aisle, eyes glassy, hands trembling, his entire being radiating a love so powerful I felt it before he even spoke his vows.One year since we said, "I do."And nowI stood barefoot in the center of our kitchen, staring at a stick that would change our lives forever.Positive.Two pink lines. Bold. Unmistakable. Pregnant.I gripped the edge of the marble counter as a wave of disbelief washed over me, followed by an even stronger tide of joy, fear, excitement, and awe. My breath came out in short, shaky bursts as my eyes blurred with sudden, hot tears.I was going to be a mom.It wasnât planned. Not exactly. Logan and I had talked about children in that dreamy, far-off kind of way couples do in their early days of marriage, usually late at night,
Against the rules    For Always and Forever
Ava's POV The morning of the day of our wedding, I woke to sunlight spilling through gauzy curtains and the sound of birds outside the window. For a second, I just lay there, suspended between dreaming and waking. Then I felt the flutter of nerves, the press of something beautiful and terrifying all at once. Today was the day. I sat up slowly, my heart already racing, and stared at the white garment bag hanging near the closet. It swayed slightly, catching the light, the lacy hem peeking out like a secret whisper. "Youâre up early," Charlotte said from behind me, entering the room with a mug of coffee. I turned and smiled. "Couldnât sleep. I kept dreaming about tripping down the aisle or forgetting my vows." She handed me the mug and sat on the bed. "Youâve got this. And if you fall, just make it a dance move." I laughed, the sound shaking out some of the tension in my chest. Tristan appeared a few minutes later, holding a curling iron in one hand and a bag of bobby pin
Against the rules    Engaged to You
Avaâs POV I kept staring at my hand as if it belonged to someone else. The diamond sparkled under the soft morning light filtering through Logan's bedroom window, catching on every glint of sunshine as if it were winking at me, teasing me about how impossible it all felt. I turned my hand side to side, the ring glimmering with each movement, delicate and perfect. And real. I was engaged. To Logan. To Logan Carter, the same man who disappeared from my life two years ago without a word, the same man who shattered me, only to come back and stitch the pieces back together slowly, patiently, and lovingly. And now, he was mine. Officially. Eternally. I pressed the heel of my hand to my lips, trying to keep in the giddy giggle threatening to escape. It felt surreal. Like I was floating in a dream with no gravity, no anchor, no reason to come down. I hadn't stopped smiling since last night, not through the dinner, the dancing, the yacht drifting beneath a galaxy of stars. Not even now,
Against the rules    Midnight Surprise
Avaâs POV Waking up in Loganâs bed felt like floating. The silken sheets tangled around my legs, the soft scent of his cologne still clinging to the pillow beside me. My body is still with the memory of last night, every touch, every whispered word, every look. The way weâd clung to each other like the world could fall apart again, and we refused to let it. But now the bed was empty. Sunlight already streamed through the large windows of his penthouse, washing the room in golden light. I stretched my body, yawning, and rolled over. âLogan?â No answer. My hand reached out, expecting to find his warmth, but the sheets were cold. I sat up, the flush of concern rising in my chest. He wouldn't just leave. Not after last night. Not again. I checked the bathroom first, but it was empty. The robe he had worn earlier hung limply on a hook. There was no sign of him in the kitchen, no coffee brewing, no phone or note. The penthouse, for all its luxury, felt too silent. Panic flickered i
Against the rules    Dinner Under the Stars
Avaâs POV I stood in front of my apartment mirror, adjusting the strap of my dress for the fifth time. It was navy blue, off-shoulder, and clung just right, elegant but not too much. I wanted to look beautiful, not overdone. Comfortable, not careless. I didnât want to look like I was trying too hard. But tonight wasnât just any dinner. It was a new beginning. A chance to reclaim something precious. A second first date. When the doorbell rang, my heart fluttered. I took a deep breath before opening it, and there he was. Logan. He stood there in a navy blazer over a crisp white shirt, holding a small bouquet of red roses. Not something grandâŚjust perfect. âYou lookâŚâ His voice trailed off, and he let out a soft laugh, rubbing the back of his neck. âI forgot how to talk for a second.â I smiled, my stomach flipping in the best way. âYou clean up pretty well yourself.â âThese are for you,â he said, extending the bouquet toward me. I accepted them, bringing the roses close and inhal
Against the rules    The Way Back to You
Avaâs POV His smile was broken, but at that moment, it was the most beautiful thing Iâd ever seen. I didnât wait for words. I kissed him again, harder this time, like I could press every apology, every ache, and every lost second into that one moment. Logan gripped my waist as if Iâd vanish again, lifting me slightly to bring me closer. The desk creaked behind me, and somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew this wasnât the place for this, not for us. But my body didnât care. Neither did my heart. Two years of silence. Of aching. Of loving someone in absence. Now he was here. And so was I. No lies. No walls. Just skin and soul. His hands slipped beneath my shirt, fingers trailing my sides like he was memorising every inch, rediscovering the girl he had left behind. I wasnât that girl anymore. And he wasnât the same boy. But somehow⌠we still fit. I gasped into his mouth as he peeled the fabric over my head, tossing it aside without looking. His mouth found my neck, his stubble
Against the rules    Work on it
Avaâs POVLoganâs voice broke the heavy silence. âAva, wait⌠we need to talk.âMy hands trembled slightly, and I took a small step back, my heart racing in a way that wasnât excitement or happiness. It was fear,confusion,pain I hadnât fully allowed myself to feel until now.âNo,â I whispered, shak
Dernière mise à jour : 2026-04-03Against the rules    I never stopped loving you
Logan's povDays passed, and I kept trying. Small texts, short calls, even dropping by the bakery to catch her during a break. Every attempt met cold walls or silence. But I knew beneath the frost, she was melting slowly.One evening, I found her closing up the bakery late. She was exhausted but de
Dernière mise à jour : 2026-04-03Against the rules    See You Crumbling, Carter
Logan's pov The casino reeked of smoke and regret. Dust hung in the air like ghosts of gamblers past, and the slot machines stood silent, their blinking lights long dead. I sat across from Rafa Moretti at a cracked poker table, the green felt stained with old whiskey and blood. "You're serious a
Dernière mise à jour : 2026-04-02Against the rules    I Came Back For You
Logan's POVThe elevator dinged, as I stepped out into the sleek, glass walled office that had become my battlefield these past few weeks. I wasnât expecting to see Nate here of all people leaning casually against Avaâs desk, flashing that same stupid grin I remembered from two years ago. Fork Bo
Dernière mise à jour : 2026-04-03
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