"Hey, Karrie. I'm hoping everything is in order for tonight." Scarlet's cheerful voice could be heard on the other end of the phone line. I let out a sigh and slid onto the bed. My mind still was playing tricks on me. At one point, I was confident that our plan would succeed and that I would be able to obtain as much information about my parents' murder from Olivier as possible. But right now, I'm not sure I'm confident enough to proceed with this plan. "I'm not sure," I mumbled, my voice strained. "What exactly do you mean by 'you don't know?'" Scarlet inquired. From the other side, I could hear her rummaging through something. I guess she's preparing for the ball, whereas I'm still in dilemma. Before opening my eyes, I took a shaky breath and clenched my fists. "Scar, I'm not sure if I'm up to it. What if our plan fails? I can't put your and Tyler's lives in jeopardy because of me." As my vision became blurry, I said. I held my breath for a moment as the ot

Logan's POV: Everything was going according to plan. Attending the ball, talking business, and waiting for the ball to end so I can return to my love and cuddle to sleep. This night would have been ideal if Lia had been my date instead of Zara. I know my girl has always wanted to attend a ball like this, but her safety comes first. And this place is dangerous for her because of one person in particular - Olivier. I'm also aware that she is upset with me, so I called her before going to the ball. She sounded fine at first as if we hadn't even fought. But she eventually got it and tried to put on a tough exterior. When I called her, I had a strange feeling. I just couldn't put my finger on it. She didn't seem to mind that I was going to the ball without her. Given her personality, I expected her to make things difficult for me. She can be quite stubborn at times. Even after arriving at the ball, I had the nagging feeling that I should call her e

 It has been four days since Logan left for the business meeting. It may sound corny, but I’m already so dead inside without him. I miss him so much. I miss his muscular arms around me, those ocean blue eyes that would look at me ever so lovingly. I feel empty without him. The thought of him being miles away makes me down and depressed. I know I might be overreacting as he’s going to be back soon, but the past days without him were so melancholic and horrible.We talk every day, but it isn’t enough. Nothing is enough when he’s miles away from me. His voice just won’t make me feel complete again as his presence did. Never have I ever wanted something so much except him. I’m horrified at the realization that I’m starting to depend on Logan for everything.I was laying on my bed, lost in my world of thoughts. Mainly revolving around Logan. My phone started to vibrate and a smile spread on my face as the fami

If you ask me which is the boring subject I’ve learned in my life, I would answer Economics without any hesitation. Right now I’m trying my hardest to keep my eyes open. Looking around the class, some students in the last row are either already asleep or are on their phones. Some are trying to stay awake like me and a few are really engrossed into the subject, good for them. Mrs. Franks doesn’t really care about the number of students listening to her lecture, she only cares about how many of them are in the class. As I wanted attendance, I tolerated this class. I guess that’s the only reason why at least these many students are present here. It’s even boring since both Scar and Tyler are not having the same schedule as mine for today. So I just have to suffer this one and half hour alone, brooding. If I had an option to choose between economics or accountancy, I would choose accounts in a heartbeat, not that it’s my favorite subject thou

“Heads up!” I heard Logan shout at me before I saw a piece of cake charging towards me. Even though it only took two seconds, I felt like it took a minute as if it’s coming in slow motion, but my reflex wasn’t working as I stood on the ground frozen with widened eyes. SPLASH! The creamy substance hit my forehead before it slid down from my face to the floor. I closed my eyes, gritting my teeth in anger as Logan’s loud laughter filled the entire kitchen. Wiping the frost off my eyes, I glared at Watson who was bent over and laughing his ass off. Taking that opportunity, I took an egg from the egg carton and walked two steps up to him before cracking it onto his hair. Now the tables are turned. I was laughing at him as the slimy egg fell from his head down onto the side of his face whilst Logan was glaring at me. But I noticed his surprised look transforming into a well known mischievous one. My eyes widened when I saw him eyeing the bowl of