CH Christa was living the high life. She thought she knew luxury back when she was Logan’s secret mistress and she would guilt-trip him, claiming how abandoned and cast aside she felt, just to get him to spend his money on her and get her things. Now things were different, better even. She was being waited on hand and foot, Logan ensured every need or want she had, no matter how ridiculous it sounded, was met. And the best part of all of it was that she could sense Vincent's displeasure. Oh, he was happy about the baby, no doubt about that, but what didn't please him was how his authority in the house had been undermined and everyone now deferred to her. It had only been two weeks since her pregnancy announcement but she had finally gotten what she wanted and had become the mistress of the house. Heck, even Logan’s mother, Margot, who had appeared hostile back when they had met in court, was calmer now. “This is an amazing development.” She chuckled during one of her visits, “A
The car ride to the Angelos was silent. Cassian was seated in the back seat while Steven drove. Though Cassian said he didn't have to and that they could get a chauffeur, Steven had been insistent about driving. “You guys don't want this wedding to be public knowledge right?” He said, “So the less people who know the better.” That was a sound reasoning so he had tabled his disagreement. And now they were driving to where Marybeth would officially become his wife. “Are you nervous?” Steven's voice jolted him out of the thoughts he was having, “You seem nervous.” Cassian chuckled nervously, his hands reaching up to his tie to readjust for the thousandth time, “Nope, not nervous at all.” Steven raised a knowing brow, glancing at him through the rearview mirror. “Alright, I am a little nervous.” He admitted. Steven gave a smile in reassurance, “You don't have to be, it's all going to work out perfectly. Do you think she's nervous?” His mind drifted back to Marybetb for the
Two days before Logan’s meeting with The Organization, Marybeth had reached out to them, eager to work with them and had set up a meeting in the office she had been assigned in her family's company. She had started working there for quite sometime now and had fully integrated herself into the company dynamics and in essence everyone loved her presence there. The workers that feared she would be a bossy, no-talent woman who got in based on nepotism and would only pretend to lead were sorely mistaken when they saw how talented she was. The meeting happened in the morning as she wanted it to be the first thing of the day she saw to and Wayne was there with her.There was a knock on the door. It opened and in walked the person The Organization had sent. It was a man that was obviously in his early sixties. Wayne and Marybeth stood up in respect and after pleasantries had been exchanged, they sat down and got to business. “So,” The old man, Arnold, began, “Which of you called for this me
CHAPTER 99 Christa was living the high life. She thought she knew luxury back when she was Logan’s secret mistress and she would guilt-trip him, claiming how abandoned and cast aside she felt, just to get him to spend his money on her and get her things. Now things were different, better even. She was being waited on hand and foot, Logan ensured every need or want she had, no matter how ridiculous it sounded, was met. And the best part of all of it was that she could sense Vincent's displeasure. Oh, he was happy about the baby, no doubt about that, but what didn't please him was how his authority in the house had been undermined and everyone now deferred to her. It had only been two weeks since her pregnancy announcement but she had finally gotten what she wanted and had become the mistress of the house. Heck, even Logan’s mother, Margot, who had appeared hostile back when they had met in court, was calmer now. “This is an amazing development.” She chuckled during one of her visits
5 years later I held the pregnancy test in my hands,staring at the two lines showing on it. My heart was pounding in excitement and uncertainty. I was pregnant with Dameon's kid. I took in a deep breath, walking out of the bathroom to where he sat on the bed,waiting in anticipation. He looked at me, eyes wide, searching for an answer within my expression. I teared up a bit, nodding, and within seconds he jumped up from the and crushed me against his chest. I hugged him back with all my strength, sniffling into his shirt as he kisses me all over my head,then my forehead, and then leaning down to my lips. I smiled as he pressed our foreheads together, his eyes wet and glistening with tears. "Really?" he asked softly. I nod. "You're going to be a father," i whispered softly to him, cupping his face in my hands. At my words, he buried his face in my neck, pulling me onto the bed. "There are no words to describe...how happy I am right now," he murmured against my skin, his stub
"Where are we going?" I asked. "It's a surprise," he said, grinning to himself, obviously excited about whatever he was going show me. When we reached our destination, I didn't know what to expect. He parked the car and we got out, but I was confused. We were In a neighborhood with just a few houses. But he took me by the hand and led me to one of them. It was two stories but small, and it looked really cozy with the deep brown paneling and dark tinted windows. "Are we visiting someone?" I asked. He shook his head, pulling me to him and wrapping an arm around my waist as we both faced it. "This is my house." My eyes widened. "What?!" "I bought it…I can't live at the packhouse forever, you know. I just wanted my own space.” "T-that's amazing! I'll be able to visit you more easily too!" "Baby," he had a knowing smile on his face, "I want you here. With me." My jaw dropped, the proposal taking me by surprise. "What? Me??" "No, that cricket on the ground," he said sarc