LOGINMia knocked on the door thrice before she got a response.
"The door is unlocked." Came a muffled voice from behind the door and Mia knew that it was Mr Logan.She looked sideways to make sure that there was no one in sight. She looked up for any security cameras but surprisingly, there were none. She quickly brought out the substance that she had hidden in her bra since the beginning of the party. She took out a syringe from her pocket and poured the substance into it. She injected the already uncocked wine with it. She shook the wine slightly to enable the substance to settle down well.When she was done, she opened the door and walked in. "Good evening sir," she greeted and placed the wine carefully on the table beside him."Evening. Pour me a glass." He said, without taking his eyes off the screen.Watching him type at his laptop with her side eye, she shook the drink slightly again and poured it into a glass before handing it over to him."Here you go sir," she said, stretching the drink in his direction. He lifted his head from his laptop and took the drink from her. He looked at the glass and then rested his gaze on her for a while. Mia grew nervous as he kept his gaze on her."You brought just one glass? Where are you going to pour your drink into?" He asked as he took a sip from the drink."No, I'm good sire., Mia said as she feigned a smile. She tried to stay calm and not give off anything weird."Alright then, you can take your leave now." He said, motioning to the door. Mia looked lost as she reluctantly made her way to the door. She opened the door with trembling hands and walked out.As Mia walked past Logan, he trailed her with his eyes until she got to the door. When she was out already. He shook his head and faced his laptop as he took another sip from his drink.She didn't go far, instead, she pretended as if to walk away while stomping her feet on the ground to make Logan think she had gone. She quietly tiptoed back and waited at the door. She kept on checking her wristwatch incessantly. She remembered that Mary had told her that the substance would take effect thirty minutes after he had drunk it.Thirty minutes felt like three hours as she kept looking at her watch. When thirty minutes were up, she waited for another ten minutes just to ensure that she didn't make any mistakes.She creaked opened the door and took a peek. She did a little dance of victory when she saw that he was fast asleep, his laptop still open and running. She made her way back into the room and shut the door quietly behind her and locked the door.She made her to the bed and waved her hand over his face to make sure that he had fallen asleep. When she had confirmed that. She shut his laptop off, closed it, and carried it away from the bed. She took off his socks, climbed onto the bed, and started to unbuckle his belt.It took a lot of effort for Mia to take all of Logan's clothes off, and when she did, she wiped the sweat off her forehead as she took her own clothes off.She headed for the bathroom to wash the sweat away from her body. When she was done, she came back to the room, and cleaned herself before picking up her clothes and Logan's, dumping them everywhere around the bed.She climbed onto the bed again. She grunted in the effort as she adjusted Logan into a sleeping position. She looked around, satisfied with the scene she had created, she threw the duvet over them as she snuggled in closer and laid her head on his chest.She closed her eyes to sleep, but it felt like she was still missing something. She sat up and looked around again. She really wanted to make it seem like they had had sex.She was still wearing her red lipstick, so she brushed some off with her fingers and smeared it on Logan's face. She observed his face for a while, it still didn't look realistic to her. She heaved heavily as she closed her eyes and pressed her lips against his own."That ought to do it," she said, looking at his face again. She stroked his beard and hugged him tightly, trying to get his scent on her body before she laid back down on his chest, pleased with what she had done. A wide grin settled on her face as she closed her eyes to sleep.Ava's concentration was fixated on preparing and administrating the injection to Mia that she didn't even notice that Mia had been staring at her for a long time. She turned and from the corner of her gaze, she saw Mia's eyes on her. "You got any problems?" Ava said coldly without looking up at her. "Ugm..." Mia swallowed, "I..I was just wondering if you had any idea about medicine, do you know what you're doing?" "Of course..." Ava said simply. Mia thought that was all the response she was getting from her, but then, Ava added, "I have a degree in medicine, you know." She tore open another injection needle, setting it down inside a tray, before she placed her hands on her laps and looked up at Mia. "You don't need to worry, I'm going to treat you just right." Mia's struggled to hold gazes with her. When Ava focused her concentration back on her work, Mia silently heaved a sigh of relief. Something about what she had said didn't sit right in Mia's guts. But there was
That evening, Ava, Logan's assistant, returned to the mansion. She had some maids prepare Mia's dinner and ensured it was a light meal that was being made for her. She walked into the kitchen to inspect what was being prepared for Mia. "Hold back on the salt..." Ava informed them. She took a small bottle out from a pouch and stretched it towards one of the maids. "Put this in her food instead." The two maids who stood close to the kitchen island exchanged puzzled glances before one of them took the bottle from Ava. She stared at it avidly, trying to make out what the content of the bottle was. She unscrewed the cap, but Ava stopped her before she got the chance to open it and see what was inside. "You know what!" Ava let out, clasping her hands around the maid's, "Give it back; I'll put it in the food myself."They exchanged puzzled glances again. Ava yanked the bottle from the maid's grasp. Pointing towards the food cooking over the fire, she instructed, "Open it up for me…”
The low beeping of monitors filled Mia's ears as she stirred in her sleep. She flung one hand over her eyes, blocking the rays of sunlight from getting in. The sound of the door opening caused Mia to awaken finally, despite her work to remain asleep. She opened her eyes slowly to see a lady, who was around her age walk in with a tray of food in hand. The lady was dressed in black leggings and a black crop top. Her luscious hair was pulled back in a tight ponytail, with some strands falling across the side of her face. Mia hoisted herself to a sitting position, the sleep completely gone, staring wide eyed at the woman who paid her no heed. The woman looked familiar, but Mia had a hard time remembering where she had seen her before. It was highly unlikely that the woman was a nurse, owing to the fact that there was a basket in the tray which held a bag of drip, injections and some antibiotics. She kicked the door close behind her, making her way across the room. She kept t
"Logan!" Mia's voice cut through the tension. He turned his head slowly to acknowledge her for the first time since they had come here, "Stay out of this, Mia.""You've seen enough, you can make your way out now if you want. I'll have someone attend to your injury."Mia's brows arched. So he knew of her injury, he knew that his guard had sprained her shoulder, yet he did nothing about it. "I want to leave right now, but I'm going to live without you." She muttered. "Someone escort her outside...""No, I don't want to leave." Her voice trembled as she spoke but it was firm enough to pass the message across. Logan's eyes narrowed. "If you want to stay and witness the rest then me quiet, I won't tolerate any more interruption from you." He warned. His forehead was covered with beads of sweat along with his arms, his plain white shirt he wore above a plaited suit trousers was drenched at the chest area with sweat. Mia swallowed again, but this time, the bile didn't disappear, instea
A loud thud erupted from the floor as Mia fell onto her knees. Her shoulder blade strained when the guard thought Mia was trying to escape, doubled his strength in the hold, accidentally yanking her arm with force while she fell to the ground. The pain shot through her body like electricity. The only sound she produced was a muffled whimper. She pretended to ignore it—to ignore that the pain from her sprained shoulder didn't amount to the cash she felt in her chest. "Logan, I beg you. Don't do this to him, please.""This is the punishment he has to endure for tarnishing my image.""Why does he have to get punished alone?!" She let out, her tone rising. She gritted her teeth before the next words escaped, "What about the lady in the tapes, doesn't she deserve to be punished too?!"There was silence in the air for a moment before Logan responded, "I have no business with the woman. I don't know who she is, so I don't wish to punish her."Mia stopped herself before she said anything
The air in the room reeked with sweat, rusting iron and blood clots on open wounds that had refused to heal. Jason shifted uncomfortably in the chair, his hands bound behind the chair with the chain rusting into his skin. He hadn't had anything to eat in days and his body had physically emaciated. There was no strength left in him, the little that was left was what he utilized in keeping his eyelids from closing. The days he had spent locked up with no form of contact with anyone and constant torture had subjected him to hallucinations to the point when Logan walked in with Mia trailing behind him along with his associates, Jason had thought it was a host of angels who had come to take him away. The foul stench in the room almost sent Mia running back out the room but the moment she sighted a man covered in blood and strapped to a chair, she raised her palm to her nose and forced her way back in, her pupils almost bulging out of their sockets. "Logan, who is this and why have you







