Lahat ng Kabanata ng Devour me, Logan: Ravaged By My Boyfriend's God-father : Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

~~~Rhea~~~My face went hot immediately.Missed him? Hello?! Who the hell does this psycho think he is?I should be furious with him for whatever stunt he pulled to clear my entire booth and make it look like I’d cheated my way to the top, and for scaring my boss so badly the man still couldn’t look me in the eye without flinching. The gossip, the suspicion, the awkwardness… all of it traced back to him.I shoved against his chest and yanked myself out of his arms, putting immediate space between us. My voice came out sharp and cold.“Missed you?” I let out a short, humourless laugh. “Don’t flatter yourself, Draegor. The only thing I feel when I see you is the strong urge to throw something at your head.”I crossed my arms, chin lifting as I glared up at him.“And for the record, I didn’t need your little… intervention today. Whatever you did at my booth, keep it to yourself next time. I don’t need you fixing things I never asked you to touch.”His lips twitched.Just the barest f

~~~Rhea~~~I was still chewing when his voice dropped into that calm, almost lazy tone.“I cooked it, by the way.”The second the words registered, the food went down the wrong way.I choked very hard.A violent cough tore out of me. My eyes watered instantly. I slapped a hand over my mouth, shoulders shaking as I tried not to die in the middle of the damn cafeteria while Logan Draegor sat there looking completely unfazed.He moved fast.One second the spoon was in his hand, the next he was pressing a bottle of water into mine, the other hand already at my back, rubbing slow, firm circles like this was normal.“Breathe,” he said quietly. “Small sips.”I glared at him through watery eyes while I drank, still coughing between swallows.When I could finally speak, my voice came out hoarse and scandalized.“You… cooked this?”Logan’s gaze dragged slowly down my face, then back up, unhurried. That same calm, slightly amused expression stayed fixed on me.“Yes.”My eyes stayed glued to his

~~~Logan~~~The conference room was packed.Every senior supervisor, every floor manager, every man who answered directly to me on the shipping side of the Draegor empire sat around the long black table. Grown men. Hard men. People who handled multi-million contracts and dock workers without blinking. Right now none of them could meet my eyes.The air felt thick, almost heavy enough to choke on. No one spoke. No one shifted. The only sounds were the low drone of the air conditioning and the faint, uneven breathing of twenty-something men trying not to draw attention to themselves.Sweat already shone at their temples. A few had damp patches spreading under their collars. One of the older managers kept swallowing like his throat had gone dry. Another’s hands were clenched so tightly on the armrests that his knuckles had turned bone-white. Across from me, a younger supervisor’s leg was bouncing uncontrollably under the table; he kept trying to still it and failing.They all looked like

~~~Rhea~~~ Two days of my five-day break were already gone. And honestly? The entire thing felt more like hell than any kind of relief. All I felt was this constant, low-grade restlessness that sat under my skin and refused to leave. Ever since the day Logan dropped me home and disappeared, I hadn’t seen or heard from him once. Which was… definitely unlike him. Good lord. God knows what exactly happened after that call. I’d been restless ever since. Normally there wasn’t a single day he wouldn’t show up somehow—stalking, following, appearing out of nowhere like he owned the air I breathed. I’d gotten so used to his presence that when he wasn’t around, my body simply wouldn’t settle. It stayed wound tight, hyper-aware, waiting for a shadow that never came. I didn’t even know when that started. I was supposed to be happy. Relieved. There was no sick, obsessive fuck hovering around me, following me up and down, refusing to give me a single minute of privacy. Instead, what I felt wa

~~~Rhea~~~I literally choked on my own spit.A violent cough ripped out of me as I sat up so fast the room spun for a second. My eyes flew wide.“What?! What the actual fuck are you saying, Addie?! That’s literally admitting to him out loud that I fucking missed him and it’s definitely not gonna end well for me—especially with the type of sick psycho Logan is. So no, baby. Freaking no!”Addie just eyed me, completely unimpressed, and made a face like I’d personally ruined her morning.“What’s wrong with you?” she hissed, waving a hand at my entire existence. “What’s so fucking wrong with admitting you miss the man? You’re already sulking like a divorced housewife. At least own it and go get your dick appointment so you can stop looking tragic.”“It’s not a dick appointment!”“It could be if you play your cards right.”“Addie—”“I’m serious. He’s stressed, you’re stressed, everyone wins. You show up, look a little soft, maybe let him feed you again or whatever weird shit you two do, a