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He’s Logan

Author: EliJa
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-26 00:08:03

Chloe

I opened my eyes slowly, blinking at the ceiling above me. Bright light streamed through the curtains. I sighed. I fell asleep again?

Really, Chloe?

I squeezed the white blanket tighter around me, feeling the warmth still lingering in the sheets. My face flushed as I remembered what we did a while ago.

My hand drifted up to cover my face as heat crawled up my neck. “Stop it, Chloe,” I whispered. “Just… stop thinking about it.”

But it was hard. Because what kind of woman was I? Did I really call myself that? Even when my family humiliated me, even when Logan’s mother and sister insulted me, none of them ever dared call me that.

I called myself a whore for him. And somehow, a part of me found that… arousing.

A shaky breath escaped me as I tried to sit up and swing my legs over the side of the bed. The moment my foot hit the floor, a sharp ache jolted through me, radiating from between my thighs down to my knees. I whimpered, falling back into the bed with a soft thud.

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