All Chapters of 45 Days with Logan: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

𝘼𝘽𝘽𝙄𝙀A breathless gasp choked in my throat the moment those words left Demon’s mouth. Was he really serious? Did he honestly think I didn't want his children?Of course I wanted to be the mother of his babies, to see little versions of him running around. But not yet. Not when I was only eighteen, still trying to reach the very point I had dreamed about my entire life."You're... you're not being serious, are you?" I muttered, my voice trembling as I looked up into his obsidian eyes."Have I ever joked around with you, Papillon?" he countered, his tone flat, laced with a dangerous quietness that made my skin prickle. "Why did you purchase a pack of condoms? Did Manon and Zenia talk you into this?""No! No, they didn't," I rushed out, desperate to clear their names before his lethal temper flared. "I was the one who sought their help. I went to them because... because I don't want to get pregnant."His jaw clenched, a muscle feathering against his sharp jawline. "Why not? You sai

𝙇𝙊𝙂𝘼𝙉"She will need to audition," the man sitting across the mahogany desk said, his words immediately making my jaw tighten and my eyes narrow."Why the hell would she need to audition?" I demanded, my voice dropping to a dangerous, low pitch. "I already told you she's brilliant. She raps better than all of your signed artists combined. I want you to sign her. She has her own studio, her own equipment... all she needs is the backing of a major label.""I know that, Logan. I've listened to all the incredible things you've said about Papillon...""It's Abbie," I corrected him instantly. Though, it was entirely my own fault. I had been so intensely focused on her that I kept calling her Papillon even in a business meeting."Right. Abbie," the executive corrected himself, clearing his throat nervously. "I don't doubt she's talented, but you're the only one who has actually heard her rap. I haven't. I need to see what she's truly capable of first, just to know if she's the right fit

𝘼𝘽𝘉𝙄𝙀 Heavy, scorching tears spilled from my eyes, blurring my vision completely as Manon’s devastating words echoed in my ears. I couldn’t wrap my mind around it. Amber was dead.But Demon had looked me in the eye and told me he had sent her away. He told me she was in another country, where she could never reach me again.If she was supposed to be halfway across the world, how on earth was her body just found in L’impasse des Ombres?Demon gripped my shoulders, forcing me to look up at him. “Papillon, talk to me. What’s wrong? What did Manon say to you that’s making you cry like this?”I stared up at him through a thick veil of tears, my heart hammering against my ribs. “You... you told me you sent Amber to another country, right? You swore she was safe.”Demon froze. For a few agonizing seconds, he didn’t move a single muscle. His jaw locked, and his throat bobbed as he swallowed hard, his eyes locking onto mine with sudden, tense stillness. Then, he gave a slow, rigid nod. “

𝙇𝙊𝙂𝘼𝙉"Maybe you should try to understand her, Bloodbath," Pierre said, as I sat across from him, smoking non-stop.It was the only way I could try to quench the anger boiling inside of me.But I wasn't angry because Papillon had screamed at me. I wasn't angry that she had used me as a punching bag, or that her small hands had left a burning sting across my jaw. I didn't care about the slaps.I was trying to hold back from unleashing my fury on myself. I had been a goddamn coward. A fucking incompetent moron.I was incredibly stupid for burying Amber’s body in a place where it could easily be discovered. I was a complete idiot for not burning that treacherous bitch's corpse until it was nothing but microscopic ash scattered to the Parisian wind. If I had done it right, there would be no body. There would be no horrific scene for my innocent girl to stumble upon.I didn't regret what I did to Amber. I never would. I had only apologized to Papillon because I had looked into her bea

𝘼𝘽𝘽𝙄𝙀"Are you sure about what you just said? Demon was the one from that night?" I asked, still shocked."Yes. He told me himself. And you already know Logan doesn't lie, right? Maybe he might've lied a few times, but he wouldn't possibly lie about saving you that day." Ruby said, then sat beside me on the bed."I'm sure you already know he always opens up to me every May 26th. So he opened up to me and told me how you were kidnapped and about being butchered, but he saved you." Ruby said.My mind spun, racing back five whole years to that horrific, rain-soaked night in California.I had never seen the face of the stranger who fired those brutal gunshots because I had passed out from sheer terror. The moment I woke up back then, I had completely spiraled. I was too traumatized to look at my savior's face—too horrified by the gruesome memory of my captor's blood splattering onto my clothes and into my mouth when his lifeless body collapsed over me."He recognized you the exact se