Logan“I want to kiss you” those words flowed through my veins like wildfire, heating every part of my body from top to toe, until they reached deep down into my soul. We were forced to stick with each other as we attended a social event. And I had managed to get her to the car before returning to the driver's seat.I thought I'd never hear such an offer from her or ever think it would be so tempting after the last time. Yet it happened; my mouth watered just thinking about it. I looked away quickly, trying to keep my cool. What she had said wasn't true. The alcohol must've been affecting her because I wasn't sure if I actually heard her right. Or maybe the little alcohol had affected my ability to focus because, at first, I didn't realize the gravity behind her words. She had drunk more than two glasses of wine and she didn't listen when I told her it was enough.If it were some other person, I would kiss them right now, they wouldn't have lasted that long to be in a car with me.I
LoganI hadn’t seen Melissa for weeks, since the last night we were together, I threw myself so much into work and I lost count of how many times I exploded on the staff, and even on my parents. My personal assistant's curious stares and questions drove me insane; I just wanted to scream out every single thing that I had been keeping pent up for so long inside of me. I knew I wanted to but I didn't. I didn't know how she was faring, I didn't know if she wanted me by her side and if she did, she would have come to me right? Heaven knows I’d abandon everything I was doing and run to her this very minute if she acted like she wanted me, if she needed me, just once. But Melissa wasn't the type to lightly accept help, especially from me.I didn't want any of this. I didn't want Melissa to be hurt. I couldn't stand the thought that she might be. I had grown extremely possessive. She wasn't weak, she was strong and resilient, but even she has moments where she loses her cool, like when she
MelissaWhen we pulled away , we were standing mere inches from each other, his eyes fixed on my lips.“This means nothing,” I told him.He nodded.My lips found their way to his and his hands ran up and down my sides and then around my stomach until they found their way underneath my dress, holding my body tightly to his as our tongues battled for dominance. My body shivered when his fingers brushed across my skin, caressing every inch of it as he continued to kiss me hungrily. After some minutes he broke apart from me and buried his face in my neck, breathing heavily as he bit my shoulder. I held onto his waist, trying to bring him closer to me. A small whine escaped my lips, my breath hitching in my chest when his mouth continued to leave trails of kisses down my neck. His teeth dug into my flesh and I clenched my teeth, clenching them tightly as the sharp pain pierced my flesh. I loved it and I could feel him groaning loudly from beside me. When I finally felt a tingling sens
Melissa.It had been a week and Logan had managed to avoid each other. I barely saw him at all. The whole situation made me uncomfortable for some reason- not hearing from him or his whereabouts. That evening one of the maids had stopped by to tell me Logan was back and had asked me to join “them” for dinner. She handed me a box that had a black sequence dress and a pair of silver heels. Why would he buy me gifts when he wouldn't even speak to me? How was he so sure that it would fit? I sighed and opened the small black box. In it lay a simple silver bracelet on a golden chain with matching earrings. They looked nice and expensive and I didn't know how to feel, I wasn't used to getting gifts from him, it felt strange.Who were the people? He could have said him, but them? I dreaded dinner, more so than I ever did because I had zero appetite. My stomach churned uneasily and my anxiety whined uncomfortably as soon as I stepped into the dining room. All eyes were on me, I felt self-cons
MelissaWhen I woke up the next morning it was already mid-afternoon. I rubbed my eyes as I sat up. The sun was pouring into the room, I looked around confused. I had no idea how long I had slept, I got up and stretched a bit before heading into the bathroom. Once I finished my business and dressed, peeping first, I exited my room and started walking down the hallway. As usual, it was completely empty, which wasn't surprising considering it was almost midday. How did I oversleep? Where was Logan? He must have been somewhere right?“Good afternoon Ma’am” I heard a deep baritone voice greet me.Ma'am was too moderate for me.“Hello” I greeted back.“Do you need help with anything?” He asked.“It’s alright, thank you though,” I told him. He eyed me a little suspiciously before nodding and moving out of the way. But not completely, I know who he was. Why was he following me instead of following Logan, his employer?“Why are you still here?”“Boss ordered that I follow you around hencefo
Melissa“Do you want me to wrap it up for you?” I wasn't looking at him, I only pointed at his bloodied fists.“You'll only wrap it if you tell me how you truly feel” he stepped in front of me, and his cologne filled my nostrils almost knocking me off my feet.His eyes examined the damage Father had left on me, and he muttered incoherently to himself.“Come with me” I followed like a puppet to one of the rooms down the hallway. I hadn't stepped into most rooms in this house and it was my first time here. It seemed like a store, he grabbed a first aid box, handed me a bottle of pain relievers, saying something about getting a pack of ice for my cheeks. Just when he was about to close it, I stopped him. He didn't budge so I took that as my cue. Although I hesitated, I didn't want him to flare up. I could still see the anger in his features. First I carefully cleaned his bruises with alcohol-soaked cotton wool, and his face didn't give anything away. Before applying ointment to them and