Lahat ng Kabanata ng Devour me, Logan: Ravaged By My Boyfriend's God-father : Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

~~~Rhea~~~I know it now for sure.That sick man has completely lost it. Nothing on this earth can convince me he hasn’t gone full psychotic. He’s a special breed of unhinged with absolutely no brakes, and the fact that I’m the subject of his twisted little fetish is fucking terrifying.Jesus. Fuck.How could he just… carve into himself like that? Just to prove a point to me? What the hell is wrong with him? Or maybe the better question is — what’s wrong with me for even putting that idea in his head?Guilt sat heavy in my chest. Someone bled for me tonight. I watched it happen. I stood there while he cut my name into his own skin like it was nothing, and now I can’t get the image out of my head.A heavy sigh left my lips.Holy Christ. When is this guy going to stop doing crazy shit like this?The funny, messed-up part? I still don’t want to stop wanting him.Thank God there was a hospital nearby. I broke the stupid kiss and then I drove him there myself because the blood just kept se

~~~Rhea~~~My hands started shaking so hard I almost dropped the phone.He didn’t respond to the video I sent, but he definitely saw it and watched it because it has a two blue tick.My heart was racing so fast, my throat was going tight so hard it felt difficult to breathe. And I'm sure my face is as red as a tomato because I could feel it burning. Sure as fuck its gonna blow up soon.I’m going to die. I’m actually going to die.For a few long seconds I just sat there staring at the screen in pure horror, the nudes still sitting in the chat like a crime scene. Then something inside me snapped from panic into pure fight mode.I unlocked the phone and started typing like a woman possessed.Me: DELETE IT. RIGHT NOW.Me: I swear to God, Logan, if you save that or show it to anyone I will end you.Me: That was a fucking MISTAKE.Me: Delete it.Me: I’m serious. Delete it this second or I swear I’ll—I kept going, message after message, fingers flying, equal parts terrified and furious.T

~~~Rhea~~~“Hell no!” my voice came out sharper than I intended, cheeks going pink almost immediately. How the hell does he expect me to kiss him? It wouldn't make the wounds heal.I turned my face away. “I’m not doing that.”“Ow—!”The sound was louder this time, more pitiful. I whipped my head back around so fast a small gasp left my lips.“It still hurts that bad?”He nodded slowly, brows pinched together like he was genuinely suffering.“Only your kiss will heal it, little moon.”This bastard.He knew exactly what he was doing. He knew how guilty I got whenever I thought I’d hurt someone, and he was using it against me without a shred of shame. My teeth sank into my lower lip as I stared at him, completely stuck. He even made his face look more pained on purpose, eyes slightly narrowed, jaw tight and the sight made the guilt twist harder in my chest.I hated this.I hated that it was working.“Fine,” I whispered, already flushedHe pushed his lips forward already waiting for my ki

~~~Rhea~~~The second Logan finished speaking, my boss practically scrambled out of his chair. He didn’t even bother with a proper goodbye, just a series of frantic little bows, head ducked so low it almost touched his chest, as he backed away and then fled toward the elevators like the floor was on fire. No one in the nearby booths dared to look directly at us. The office stayed unnaturally quiet, the kind of hush that only followed when everyone had just remembered who Logan Draegor really was.I stood frozen beside my booth, pulse still hammering.Relief washed through me first that the yelling had stopped, that the man who’d just been tearing into me was gone. But right on its heels came the familiar tangle of feelings I never quite knew what to do with. Why does he keep doing this? Why does he keep showing up like some dark guardian the second someone raises their voice at me? And underneath all of that, buried but stubborn, was that reluctant warmth I hated admitting even to mys

~~~Rhea~~~The moment the formal congratulations ended, everyone scattered for a break.Cecily looped her arm through mine as we headed toward the cafeteria, both of us still buzzing. We were half-giggling, half-whispering about the promotion and the ridiculous number of books I’d somehow cleared, the kind of giddy energy that only came after a day that had flipped from disaster to triumph so fast it still didn’t feel real.“How’s Addie doing?” Cecily asked as we joined the short line for coffee.I smiled, the warmth genuine. “She’s good. Better, actually. She’s been quite busy lately which is why you haven't seen her hovering around me in the office lately. .”Cecily made a soft giggle. “Thank God. I was getting worried about not seeing her around, especially since she can't spend a day without visiting you at the office..”“I know. I’m just glad she’s—”I never finished the sentence.Voices from the table behind us drifted over, not quite low enough.“I’m just saying, it looked susp