DanielI am a nervous wreck. My heart is racing, and my palms are sweating. What is going on in that devious little brain of his?I tug at the handcuffs again helplessly, but they are locked in pretty tightly. Fucking bastard.Logan is reaching for the zipper of my jeans, so I wiggle my body. "Are we just going to ignore that I didn't give you my consent or what?"Logan pauses. "Hmm...are you saying no?""Yes, knucklehead. I'm saying no.""Alright. Then I will stop," Logan flops down next to me.Huh? He agreed so quickly?I breathe a sigh of relief as Logan backs off, but I can't shake the feeling of unease. Something about this situation still doesn't sit right with me.I shoot him a suspicious look. "What's going on in that devious little brain of yours?" I ask, half-jokingly.Logan chuckles. "Just trying to have a little fun, that's all. You know I wouldn't do anything to make you uncomfortable."I nod, but I'm not entirely convinced. Logan has always been a bit unpredictable, and
LoganHe loves me."Does that mean you forgive me?" My voice shakes.My heart pounds in my chest as I process Daniel's confession. I stare at him for a moment, trying to collect my thoughts."I love you too, Danny," I finally manage.Daniel takes a deep breath. "As for forgiveness, I don't think that's something I can grant so easily. What you did hurt me deeply, and it's going to take time for me to heal from that. I don't want to make any promises right now. I just know that I love you, and I want us to work."He shifts uncomfortably under me, suddenly aware of how awkward the timing is. "Can we talk about this another time, maybe when we're not in the middle of something else?"I kiss him in response and thrust into him again.He loves me, and he wants us to work despite me being the kind of person I am. I'm so happy I could die right now!"Ahh, Logan, I can't take it anymore." Daniel groans again.I feel his steely cock against my naval and smile. "You want me to touch you there t
DanielEverything happened so fast.After Logan left, Trisha came down and started asking me questions I couldn't answer."I heard something about a fire. Is everything okay?" she asked me."There is a fire in Logan's company building, so he went there to help," I told her."Oh my god, that's horrible. Wait, you work there too. Does that mean you will be jobless?" Trisha gasps.I didn't even think about that. Surely Logan has enough money to recover from the damages today. And he probably has insurance.I don't get the chance to think more as the door suddenly bursts open, and four men come barging in. I look at their faces and don't recognize them from the office.One of them glares at me, then his facial expression changes when he sees Trisha. "There she is, that's the girl.""What is this supposed to mean? Who are you?" I growl, but he ignores me and walks straight toward Trisha and grabs her arm."Hey! Don't touch her!" I cry out and go to attach him, but one of the other men grab
DanielI'm confused. All this because of some dumb painting?"Logan? Care to explain it to me? Why is some criminal threatening my sister's life for a painting? Does it cost that much?" I ask him."Um...as far as I know, it's valuable but not that valuable," Logan says, looking as confused as me."Where is it?" I demand to know. If they wanted the painting, why didn't they just steal it when they were here?"I don't have it. It's in my parent's bedroom. I don't know why Gideon thinks I have it and why he wants it in the first place! It's just a girly painting of a mermaid. My grandfather apparently gave it to her as a wedding present.I vaguely remember seeing a painting like that at Serena's house. It just looks like a normal painting. Other than the girl sort of resembling Serena, I didn't see anything special about it. "So what are you waiting for? Let's go to your parent's house and get that painting!"Logan nodded in agreement, so soon, we were on our way there.~-~"My Mermaid p
Logan I wait until Daniel finishes talking to Trisha and lecturing about eating cookies at the kidnapper's house. After Trisha marches upstairs and shuts the door to her bedroom, I turn to Daniel. "Listen...I'm really sorry about what happened today. I involved you in my life only to put your lives in danger," I look down, ashamed of who I am for the first time in my life. Daniel grabs my shoulders. "Shut up, Logan." "No, just let me apologize. I've been selfish. I only thought about myself when I wanted you back in my life. If I wasn't a piece of shit human, I would've let you live your life in peace instead of dragging you down with me," I said. It's time I let him go. Trisha was lucky that Gideon Rice was only after a dumb painting. Things could've been much much worse. "Logan. I already knew about the danger and chose to get involved with you," Daniel protests. Is he not mad at me? I don't understand how he is not! "I think we should break up, Danny. I know technically we on
LoganI stick my straw into my milk carton and take a long sip. My eyes wander around the nearly empty cafeteria.I am waiting for someone.Someone special.I smile and wave at some kid I barely know because that's just the kind of person I am: friendly, pleasant, and intelligent Logan Smith.Yup, that's me!I am not exactly the most popular guy in my high school, nor am I the best-looking one? But people like me. I mean, don't get me wrong, a lot of them think of me as some nerdy guy who takes school too seriously, and I'd been bullied plenty around here, but at least I wasn't hated or feared.Not like how they hate..."SMITH."My heart nearly jumps out of my chest as I hear a deep, throaty voice, so I look up to face him.A six-foot-five muscular figure graces my eyes, and a small smile spread across my lips. My wait is finally over.He has tanned skin, and his shoulder-length hair is pulled back to reveal a gloomy face. Along with his tattoo sleeves, there is a big, ugly scar sprea
ONE WEEK EARLIER...LoganI fling my bookbag over my shoulder, then make my way out the front door. I try to walk fast, nearly running, so my mom doesn't catch me.She keeps forcing me to sit at the table and scarf down breakfast every day, and I am over it. Also, I have no desire to let the family chauffeur drive me to school. I'd rather take the bus with everyone else. The last thing I need is for people to think I am too good for the public school bus."Logan, wait."Damn, I was so close to escaping!"Yes, mom," I sigh and look at my mother, who is leaning against the couch. She narrows her eyes and looks me up and down as if studying me carefully.To be quite honest, my mother kind of terrifies me. She is what you call it...sort of rough around the edges. Even my father is scared of her. The only person who isn't afraid would be my little sister Mia. She is their little princess, after all."Where do you think you are going?" mom asks. Her green eyes always look cold, like a pair
LoganOkay, I will admit, the kid looked intimidating.Looking at his muscular body, one would think he is on the wrestling or football team. He isn't, yet somehow, he looks bigger than all the athletes in our school.I always found it ridiculous that people avoided Daniel like the plague. So what if he is kind of scary looking with his deep scar running down the side of his face, and he has tattoos like an ex-convict? He barely ever talks to people, so rumors about him spread all over the school like wildfire. And yet, he never once defended himself.It is as if he enjoys being feared."Hi Danny!" I chirp and wave at him.Danny looks at me wide eyed and grunts. "Don't call me, Danny."Thomas gives me a warning glance as if to tell me I shouldn't talk to Danny.What do they think will happen if I talk to him? Is he going to murder me?"That's your name, isn't it?" I wink."The name is Daniel. And don't fucking talk to me.""And now I can't talk to you? Jeez, Danny. We've been going to