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You will forever be in my heart. Logan X

The painting of Yamantaka catches my eye, but today there are no offerings laid out before it. It’s just the two of us in the room together and the air is thick with the heat of the little flames. There’s no one to instruct me in the proper protocols and etiquette this time, but I feel like I should offer a gesture of respect. I’ve been considering the prospect that this man is a puppet master, possibly a murderer, but the sight of him with his warm smile and frail body makes me feel like an idiot. Still, history is full of charming old men pulling the strings of killers. I bow awkwardly and look around for a cushion to sit on, but he knocks the breath out of me by rising to his feet in a fl

My heart skipped a beat, my tears moist right then. I dropped to a crouch and held him, pressing my ear against his chest again. I could hear his heartbeat, thumping powerfully through his thin shirt. It was such a familiar sensation. It was Stan's heartbeat. As I closed my eyes, my tears flowed ever so quietly. We stayed like that for a while, and as I wiped my tears, I held Nathan firmly in my arms once more. "Please live a good life with Stan's heart." - Nathan walked with me to the gates of the orphanage, but I never once turned to look at him again.

He had a sharp jawline, short dark hair, and a bold, commanding presence. “Don’t do it,” he said again, looking straight into my eyes. My heart skipped. No man had stirred me like this since Tyler. And honestly, I hadn’t even felt this way for Tyler since the day he betrayed me. Who is this man? And why is my heart suddenly beating for him?

I grinned, and he chuckled. "Fine." I suppressed my grinning when I heard him. He just agreed; well, what they say is true then, the way to a man's heart is through his stomach.

She thought she deserved praise. She thought that as long as she chased Marcus away and spent all her money to buy me a mechanical heart, I would forgive her for all the harm she had caused me. I looked at her and chuckled softly. “What did you scold him for, Chanel?” Staring straight into her eyes, I said slowly, “You’re the one who broke my leg. Dad was the one who signed away my heart. “All Marcus did was happily accept your favoritism.”

And yet, when his lips left mine, trailing down my jaw to the hollow of my throat, a single, breathless thought pushed through the haze in my mind. This man was dangerous. And I was completely, utterly trapped.

“My heart only beats for you now. And I can’t…I can’t keep pretending it doesn’t. So tell me, Ace. Tell me if I’m anything more to you than just a moment you wanted to forget.” I stood there, trembling, waiting for the man who had conquered my body to either destroy or save my heart.

I entered his office to see him entirely engrossed in his laptop, several invitation cards scattered across his table and on the ground. I paused on the doorway to stare at the man who had stolen my heart. Dark hair that matches his eyes, a button on his black shirt was unbuttoned, his tall thick fingers that did so many wicked things to my body, clicked away on the keyboard. My heart skips. This man was so… heart wrenching beautiful. It was no wonder Jannie would never let him go, he made a girl's heart swoon. How many girls had he gotten in between their thighs? I turned green only to freeze when his rough voice resounded. “Am I so edible baby? Come get me."