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073: Dickhead.
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2026-10-27 00:02:08
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Devour me, Logan: Entangled with My Boyfriend's God-father 073: Dickhead.
~~~073~~~ "Then put me the fuck down!"Nothing.He climbed the last of the steps like I was a gym bag he'd forgotten to drop. I kicked my legs. I twisted. I threw my whole body weight sideways, trying to tip us both off balance, but it was like trying to knock over a building with a pillow. My heels drummed against his thigh. My fists thudded on his shoulders. My hair was a wild mess, and my breath came out in hot, furious gasps.He didn't even slow.The massive front doors swung open on their own. Or maybe someone opened them. I couldn't see anything but a blur of marble floors, a chandelier the size of a small car, and a staircase that curved like it belonged in a museum. Servants stepped aside and bowed their heads, none of them daring to meet my eyes.This man is insane. He's actually insane. Why am I not surprised?"Logan! I swear to God, I'll scream!""You already are.""I'll scream louder!""Be my guest." His voice was dry. "No one here will come."My blood went cold. I clampe
Devour me, Logan: Entangled with My Boyfriend's God-father 072: Put me down psycho!
~~~Rhea~~~I stared at him.My mouth hung open. My hand, the one that had been clamped around the door handle like it was a lifeline, went limp.Huh?He would let me jump.He wasn't bluffing. That cold little smirk, that flat voice, the way his foot hadn't eased off the gas by even an inch. Logan would sit there, perfectly calm, and watch me fling myself out of a speeding car like it was a stage trick.No. No, no, no.I let go of the handle and slumped back into the seat. Why would I break my neck on the asphalt for a psycho? He wasn't worth the road rash.I folded my arms tight across my chest, jammed my back against the seat, and jutted out my bottom lip, glaring through the windshield. A scoff burst out of me, loud and ugly."Then what do you want from me, Logan?!"My voice cracked on his name. I hated that. I swallowed and pushed on."Seriously! What is it? Why are you so bent on claiming a woman who doesn't even like you?" I flung a hand toward him. "Do you not get it? I said no.
Devour me, Logan: Entangled with My Boyfriend's God-father 071: I dare you.
~~~Rhea~~~ The bell above the door jingled as Logan shouldered his way out, and the cold air hit my flushed face like a slap."Logan, put me down. Now." I pounded both fists against his back. It was like hitting a brick wall wearing a suit. "He's my friend! We were having coffee!""I know exactly what you were having."His voice was low and even. Not a crack in it. And that scared me way more than shouting would have. He didn't slow down. He didn't even breathe hard.Upside down, I watched the pavement slide past, the gray cobbles, a bike chained to a lamppost, a woman on the sidewalk clutching her grocery bag with her mouth hanging open. Hair whipped across my eyes. Blood pounded in my head. My dignity was back in that café, dead on the floor, and nobody was going to hold a funeral.This is not happening. This is not fucking happening.His car sat at the curb, parked crooked, like he'd abandoned it mid-thought, the driver's door barely shut. The passenger door swung open, and then t
Devour me, Logan: Entangled with My Boyfriend's God-father 070: Smack!
~~~Rhea~~~I called him on Sunday morning.It took me three tries. The first time I hung up before the first ring. The second time I stared at the black card on my desk for ten full minutes, my thumb hovering over the screen, my stomach folding in on itself. The third time, I squeezed my eyes shut, hit the call button, and held my breath.He picked up on the second ring."Rhea." Just my name, warm and a little rough with sleep, and I could hear the smile in it. "I was hoping it'd be you.""Yeah," I said, and my voice cracked. I cleared my throat. "I thought about it. I'm in.""Good." No hesitation. "Café by the Rotterdam warehouse. Eleven o'clock?"Now it was five minutes to eleven, and I was standing on the pavement outside, smoothing my hands down the front of my navy blouse for the fifth time.I'd changed outfits four times. Addie had texted me an hour ago: Wear the black pants. Hair down. Stop being weird. GO GET THAT MONEY BABE. So I'd worn the black pants. Hair down. I still fel
Devour me, Logan: Entangled with My Boyfriend's God-father 069: For a rookie
~~~Rhea~~~"Modeling?"We said it at the exact same time. Again. Addie and I looked at each other, and she snorted, and I felt my lips twitch. It was becoming a bad habit, like we shared one brain with two mouths.Carson chuckled, thumb tapping the wheel. "Yeah. Modeling." He slid a glance my way, a sly little smile playing at his mouth. "You remember high school, Rhea? You used to fight people to be the beauty pageant rep for every single event. Teachers had to break it up once. You loved it, right?"My cheeks warmed. A laugh bubbled out of me before I could stop it."Yes. Yeah, I did." I tucked a loose strand behind my ear, my fingers fidgeting. "I loved it."And I had.Writing was always my first love. My dream, the thing that lived in my bones. But modeling had sat right behind it, quiet and a little shy, my second dream. The one I'd kept in my back pocket whenever I caught my reflection in a shop window and wondered what if.I'd just never gone after it. Too busy chasing the firs
Devour me, Logan: Entangled with My Boyfriend's God-father 068: Modeling
~~~Carson~~~“Carson!!!”We screamed it together, in perfect sync, loud enough that a man walking his dog across the street jumped and glared at us.I didn't care. Addie was already bouncing on her toes, squealing, and I pressed both hands over my mouth, laughing and half-crying like an idiot.Carson threw his head back and laughed, loud and warm and exactly the way I remembered.Addie shot straight up on her toes, both hands flying to her cheeks."Oh my God! Rhea, it's Carson!" Her voice cracked, high and wobbly. "William fucking Carson?"He grinned at us through the open window, that same lopsided grin, and the car door clicked open. He climbed out, taller than I remembered, broad in a dark jacket, and barely got both feet on the pavement before we hit him.I threw my arms around his neck. Addie slammed into his side. The impact knocked him back a step, and he laughed, a deep, rumbling sound I felt through my ribs, and wrapped both arms around us, squeezing tight enough to lift my h
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