All Chapters of My Lustful Arrangement With The Hockey Player: Chapter 111 - Chapter 118

IsabellaI didn't respond or dare to look into his eyes. I just stared blankly at the car window, avoiding his gaze as I fidgeted with my fingers. “Bella?” He called out. “It was nothing, Logan! Nothing!” I snapped at him, still avoiding his gaze. “Oh! Really?” His tone was cold and detached. And without any more words, he started the car and pulled out of the restaurant. My mind began reeling with different thoughts and questions as he drove back home. Once we got home, the car stopped and I stepped out of it with a sigh of relief. I didn't bother to wait for Logan. I walked into the house, grinning when my gaze met that of Nina. “Hi, Isabella! How was your day?” She asked, walking up to me. “Not bad.” I flashed one of my sweetest smiles at her. “And yours?” “Cool as always.” She muttered. Her gaze narrowed as though she'd seen something strange. I followed the direction of her gaze and noticed that she was staring at the entrance which only meant that Logan was already i

ISABELLAMy fingers trembled across my phone screen as I began scrolling through the comments under his post. “We really miss her with him.” “Can you tell us when you will move on from her?” “Idol, could you please date someone else and become happy again?” “I can make you happy if you don't mind. I can even become a hockey player if that's what you want.” Each of the comments under his last post felt like numerous knives were being pierced into my heart, causing my heart to bleed like an open wound. My fingers shook as tears rolled down my cheeks before I could stop them. My chest tightened painfully the more I stared back at my skin. I bit my lower lip to hold back a sob threatening to escape my throat. The pain I was feeling was raw and didn't look like anything I had felt in the past. Was this what heartbreak felt like? If it were, then I would rather not fall in love, except that I had fallen so hard for Logan Black, who would not even open his heart to me because there wa

LOGANThe instant Isabella stormed out of my car, it felt like a part of me was ripped out of my body. I clenched my fists tightly, fingers digging deep into my palms until they drew out blood. She had found out about Anastasia and asked about her. I didn't think she was the type to go against the arrangement we had. Not only did she break the rules, but she went as far as digging into Anastasia. That was something she shouldn't have found out. I didn't know how much she knew yet, but with her reactions, it was obvious she knew how important she was to me. “Bella, Bella,” I yelled through clenched teeth. I didn't know why, but I felt the need to explain things to her. To let her know Anastasia was dead. She couldn't think she could compete with a dead woman, right? But then again, I had no reason to explain myself to her. What we had was just an arrangement that shouldn't have involved us falling for each other. But we'd both broken the rules by falling for each other, even thoug

IsabellaLogan stood by the window, both hands in his pants pockets as he stared outside. I stopped in my tracks, watching as his shoulders tensed as though he had sensed my presence. Of course, he would have. Swallowing the invisible lump in my throat, I said, “Hi, Logan.” A forced smile tugged at my lips despite my nervousness. My legs shook beneath my body as he slowly turned around, his gaze boring into me like he could see every thought I was trying to hide. His eyebrows furrowed, a flicker of something unreadable passing over his features. For a moment, he just stared blankly at me, causing my heart to pound heavily against my chest. After what felt like forever, he gave a small nod, and I walked towards the chair, my mind in turmoil of emotions. I perched on it with a loud sigh. “You don't look fine,” Logan stated the obvious, his tone void of any warmth.“I'm fine.” I countered, eyes flashing with defiance. I wished I could let him know that I wasn't fine, but I couldn'