Lahat ng Kabanata ng HIS TO CONQUER : Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

This annoying piece....He’d actually come. And there was this infuriating smug smirk playing on his sexy lips, and I found myself momentarily speechless. What the hell was he thinking in that head of his?Logan peeked forward and saw Alexander, "What are you doing here?" he asked completely surprised as well and I lowered my gaze instantly.Alexander shifted his eyes to Logan too. "I told you I was coming, didn’t I?" he replied casually.I moved my focus to the ground, because I was unsure whether to go back or just stand around. But one thing was clear, I wanted to be no where near Alex. At least for the time being since I’m still very much confused about this whole emotional stuff that’s happening with me."Were you going to lunch?" He asked Logan. "I can take you.""Oh, I was actually already going with Peter," Logan said completely unaware of the tension passing between Alex and I."Actually," I interjected, my voice betraying my nervousness, "you can go with him. I’m not hungry a

~ Logan’s POV ~“Damn it.” Just… damn it all. Things just went out of hand really fast that I didn’t even know what to do when Peter stormed out of the office like that. I ran a hand through my hair, the rough stubble catching on my fingers.I sank onto the edge of the desk, and rubbed my temples, trying to massage away the throbbing ache that had taken root behind my eyes. One thing was very clear to me, and that was the fact that Peter was hurting, really hurting. I knew deep down that he was the one person I couldn’t afford to lose, the one person I needed to make things right with no matter what because he was too damn important to me.He never talked about his feelings, and that was Peter’s way. He carried the weight of the world on his shoulders, convinced he was a burden if he showed any sign of weakness. But this… this was different. This was a crack in his carefully constructed armour he had built around himself for years that even I was afraid to temper with, but it was also

This was not exactly how I planned to spend my afternoon. I was supposed to have a meeting by this time, but here I was being physically hauled into the mall by Lily and her mother. Well, shopping beats hours and hours of meetings anyway. That’s if women shop like men do. But I doubt this was going to be just picking out clothes. "Right this way lady and gentleman," Gavin’s mom said, as she steered us towards the men's clothing section like a general leading her troops. The sales assistant approached us immediately we entered the luxury store."Good day,” she greeted politely. “How may I help you?" she asked."Um, my son needs something...spectacular and fashionable." Mrs Slade declared, her voice ringing with an authority that made me want to shrink into my shoes. She was being so extra and everyone was staring at us. "Something nice and fancy that when he walks, everyone would stop and stare." She smiled proudly. The fact that she just even called me her son made me all giddy ins

Peter just had to call by this time and spoil the mood. I hissed as I picked up. "Hey," I said, my voice a little strained."Hey Logan, what's up?" Peter asked, "I'm at your place, and you're not here yet.""I'm sleeping over at Gavin's parents' house," I said, dropping onto the bed, with my hair still damp.Peter chuckled. “I guess you're really becoming part of the family, aren't you?"A smile tugged at my lips. "Yeah, they're...interesting. And they keep calling me son-in-law. It’s kind of weird but cute."Peter burst out laughing as he struggled to speak. "I knew it!" he exclaimed.“Quit laughing jackass,” I was embarrassed and I didn’t need him to make me more flustered than I already am.“I’m sorry,” he choked out as he tried to control his laughter. "Anyway," he continued, his voice becoming more serious, "I called to let you know I handled all the meetings today. It was so stressful since most of those big fishes wanted to see the boss himself.”“Thanks man. You’re a life save

The fragile peace I found with Logan. The one I had desperately clung to was shattered when my mother finally came to pick me up. Logan’s mom had fought with my father and threatened him with some business deal that he couldn’t afford to lose in exchange for letting me be and not sending me back to that deranged correction centre. Returning home was like stepping back into a haunted house, but I was happy that my father was predictably absent as always which made me have a bit of peace at least. But even though my father was rarely here, my consciousness was always reminded of his cruelty and his shadow followed me wherever I went. The trauma of the dark room had burrowed deep within me, so deep that I couldn't bear to sleep without the lights on. I had become so afraid of the dark. The darkness that reminded me of all my trauma in life. How my parents fought, how my father had locked me up for days without food and that damned correction centre. I hated the darkness so much that I