The Revenge

- Uncle, Logan! I can now take the training wheels off my bike! With a fond smile, Logan looked down at his bouncy little niece, whose huge smile on her excited little face was nothing short of infectious. Arranging yet another platter full of food on the huge wooden table in the middle of his parents' garden, he leaned down a little towards Eleanor, gently stroking the dark curls that swayed as she bounced happily. - I'm glad to see you so confident, dear. - He smiled proudly, even though a part of him was confused by that sudden determination - What happened to make you so sure you're ready? Ever since he'd given Ellie her first bike, a gift for her fifth birthday, two months ago, she'd been equally obsessed and terrified of taking the training wheels off – especially after nearly falling off several times, even the using. For weeks, the whole family had taken turns to continue teaching her and try to make her more confident in her new toy, but her niece seemed more and more convi

- I'm not afraid of anything. – Logan snarled, trying to contain his temper, at the same time that anger took him when he realized that now not only Megan knew what the real issue was about there, but also her entire family, judging by the way they suddenly became tense and silent. Damn that deck of Megan's and those random cards that for some incomprehensible reason had landed right on her weak spot... No, he had no weakness. A long time ago, he had promised himself that he would never allow himself to have that kind of soft spot. - So that's what you want to avoid so much... - Megan ignored him solemnly, still looking worried and extremely concentrated on the letter on the table - Oh, Logan, I'm sorry, but these efforts are in vain. The second card is about the present and Os Enamorados represents some kind of relationship that is to come, which can also mean a romantic love... - after a moment pondering, she looked at him with intensity again, with her face almost pitying - What y

Why did she have to exist? Why mess up a lifetime of comfort and freedom he had built up after so much suffering? He was proud of who she was and the things he had done. Never in his life had he allowed life's pitfalls to stop him. He had struggled with poverty, fear, uncertainty... Why did that curse have to be stronger than all that? Why did that woman have to be standing right there, making him want to surrender to everything he hated the most? Why did she make him want to let himself be carried away by that imposition of fate? It seemed so easy, so tempting: he had only to hold out his hand and she would enter his life. They would form a family, as Diana had with Paul, and she would forever become the center of his universe, as Megan was Devon's—damn it, in just one second, she'd already become the center of his universe, no matter how much. he hated to admit it. He would come to believe in true love and magic, like his family. He would stop calling a curse a curse and thank the fa

Like Jonathan in his youth, they wanted to fulfill themselves professionally. Their father had created a renowned engineering company and made it prosper for years, giving the three of them an extremely comfortable life, and only sold it after discovering that he was sick, in order to have more time to spend with his daughters and take care of his own health. And finally, when the doctors told him there was nothing more to be done, Jonathan had also made sure to provide them with the largest inheritance possible. It seemed almost disrespectful to use the money his father had accumulated after so many years of tireless work just to spend his life enjoying himself. So she and her sister turned to professions that involved what they loved, where they would be not only useful but also happy, as they always knew Jonathan's greatest desire was: Megan, who was born with the gift of communication, she had initially graduated in Publicity and Propaganda, but after creating several social media

- Why? she asked in surprise. - Nothing. – Logan growled, shaking his head gently, as if he wanted to get some idea out of his head, before turning his attention to her again and shrugging, his voice acquiring a casual tone again – I forgot your sister mentioned today's date when you talked about it. I just thought this party had already happened a long time ago. Megan had spoken to Logan about the party? Weird... - So... – her confused thoughts were interrupted when he continued to speak, almost fearfully – It's at seven, isn't it? I was thinking of catching a ride with Devon and Megan since I don't know exactly where Mrs. Newton... - You go? The question, spoken with nothing but sheer bewilderment, escaped her lips before she could stop herself. Logan was going to Lauren's party? But why? It wasn't an event that directly involved the Knights. Of course, she had invited the whole Devon family, because she loved them too and, considering them part of her own family, would love for