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LOGANI’d been staring at the all access invite to the private gala that Micheal had mailed me for a while now, and something in my guts made it seem like a bad idea to attend. I wasn’t sure why, but I attributed it to the fact that I hated these sort of gatherings that were filled with snobby rich people kissing each other’s asses to secure favors. I usually felt less reluctant about attending them when Ashley was with me, but an Arabian Prince had just shown interest in investing in our company so she had to travel to seal the deal. Right now, I was contemplating drafting an email to Micheal that I’d send a representative in my stead but I thought against it when I remembered the promise I made to Ashley after she reprimanded me last night over the phone. She’d insisted that it was a celebration of a partnership she worked her ass off for so it wouldn’t be fair to either parties involved in the rigorous process if I couldn’t acknowledge the beginning of the partnership by attendin

LOGANRight after my speech, I knew I had to leave the event. I exchanged pleasantries with a few investors and then shot a text to my driver to pull up at the entrance because we’d be leaving immediately. On the way home, I still couldn’t believe what had just happened.My phone was ringing but I couldn’t bring myself to pick the call because my entire body had gone numb with shock. I almost died. And in the worst possible way. With a blood audience watching. Goosebumps crawled wickedly up my neck and arms as I remembered the unbelievable pain I was in. Even the sun had never burnt me that immensely, and I genuinely thought that would be the end of me. I wanted to convince myself that it was just a coincidence and someone had turned on the wrong lights and the worst possible time, but deep down, I knew that wasn’t through. The pain I felt? It was intentional, crafted to the bone. But somehow, I didn’t want to dwell on that. My greatest shock of the night was that Scarlett, the pe

SCARLETTMy fingers were tingling like an electric current was strumming through them as my hand remained pressed against his chest.His heartbeats weren't getting any slower, if anything, they were picking up by the second and it was starting to scare me on his behalf. I couldn't wrap my head around the fact that he had to fight this off every single time we were together, and since that happened a lot, I was floored that he’d rather go through that instead of putting some distance between us.Is that how much he valued our friendship? Far more than his sanity? I wasn't sure whether to be touched or worried, so I settled on equal halves of both.“Blake,” I called his name breathlessly, to make up for my lack of words.As though I’d conveyed much more through that single utterance, he nodded his head in understanding and smiled weakly before moving my hand off his chest. However, that didn't rid me of the heat on my palms or my heart rate that now seemed to be in competition with his.

SCARLETT“You have a lovely home, everything about it is soothing and exudes warmth,” I smiled wholesomely as my eyes toured Micheal’s dining space and kitchen.He was fully dressed in an apron and chef’s hat, beaming with pride at my compliment while chopping greens on a cutting board.“I, my Architect and interior decorator were inseparable during the entire process so I’d expect nothing less,” he looked away from the chopping board and admired his surroundings, “but thank you, I appreciate such a graceful compliment.”One thing I definitely admired about Micheal was his eye for detail, it was impeccable and worth emulating. Even now, as I watched him cook, I took note of how much detail he put into every single dish, and the longer I observed, the more I realized that mom had been right to push for a more private and intimate date where I could truly experience him in his element.When he’d offered to cook for me after I voiced mom’s suggestion, I thought it’d be a disaster and we’

LOGANWith the life threatening speed I’d driven at, finding Micheal’s private address was a piece of cake.Once the guards at the entrance spotted me, they started scrambling around to secure the gates but I’d purposely driven an armored car for this exact reason. Despite their attempts to make the gates impenetrable, I aimed for it at full speed and drove right into it.As soon as the gate fell and I drove over or, multiple alarms were set off, blaring loudly and almost deafening me in the process. In response to the alarms, guards poured out of the house and charged towards my car.The armored vehicle was ruined after driving through the high and hefty gates of Micheal’s fortress so I had to pry the window open to squeeze myself out.Once I was face to face with about a dozen guards who were in attack form and ready to pounce, I reached for my gun. I could easily take them all in hand combat, one after the other or at once but I knew I’d be wasting precious time and endangering Sca