Novel & Cerita Best Friends Logan Paul

"Actually… Oscar and I are just… really good friends. As for Logan, I was only helping him out in his experiments because he's poor. All I wanted to do was to study. The rumor about us dating… It's just a rumor our classmates have been spreading…" Paige somehow managed to come up with her excuses as she stammered. She was trying desperately to show My Dear just how pure of a girl she was. "My Dear, if you want to get to know Paige, you can add—" Before Cindy could even finish her sentence, a system notification popped up. [My Dear has left the live stream.] Cindy and Paige felt disappointed. Logan switched off his Vivo phone and turned to lie on his side. He stared listlessly at the wall. He

"Come on, Logan—I'm sure you will have plenty of fun with us!" He studies my face. "I rarely become friends with the women that I date. You might be the first." "And that's why you aren't still with them!" I lecture him and climb to my feet, holding out my hand. "Trust me; if you want happiness in your life, then you need to be best friends with your partner. Happy wife—happy life." "Right..." Logan takes my hand, and then he stands up, towering over me with a thoughtful face. Those blue eyes are rather intense. "I could go for food as well. I'm starving."

He made a titanic effort to keep his face expressionless, trying not to show the savage jealousy and possessive rage that were tearing through his insides. "I didn't know that my father’s mansion now received anyone for family dinner. What is this guy doing here?" Logan, maintaining the composure that characterized him, cleared his throat loudly to clear the tension from the air. He stood up with a polite slowness and stretched his right hand across the table, showing that confidence that had interested Luke so much. "Good evening, Frederick. We didn't have the opportunity to introduce ourselves formally before," Logan said with a confident voice. "A pleasure. I am Logan Baldwin, Luke's frie

His face is all up in mine so I can see every curve of his features light up when he chuckles. "Glad I played the part well." "Perfectly darling." "Shit, it's Max." The voices draw closer and I can hear his loud laughter bounce off the walls. "My brother is still friends with him." Logan snorts, an edge to his tone as the words pour out of his lips. Max and Nick have been friends for a while now. "They're best friends. It's almost as though he's the one in the relationship." "Jealous much Mia?" "Of my boyfriend's best friend?" That came out wrong.

"Tanner's already here he's in my office." I follow Marcus to his office and I see the gorgeous boy sat on the couch in his regular clothes. He has a good fashion sense, he's wearing a crop top and baggy jeans so I can see his taunt stomach. "Hey I'm Logan, how are you feeling about your first night?" I ask him, signing and speaking so Marcus understands what I'm saying. "Holy fuck you're hot," Tanner signs and I raise my eyebrows in surprise. Confident. I like a confident boy.

But Logan? Logan was the best.

Rule number nine: No lies - no matter what. Rule number ten: Best friends must fix fights before the day ends. Rule number eleven: Best friends never let anyone come between them. And rule number twelve: Best friends forever — no matter what happens. In a few hours, I’ll officially become a tenth-grade student. But before that, there are a few things you should know about me. Sixteen years ago, I was born into a small but beautiful family. There's my younger brother, Christian, and my father who works several jobs so that we can survive.

Let me guess, My Best Friend's Boyfriend? -Diddy.

“Nobody knows you the way I do. Nobody else on this campus actually gives a damn about you the way I do. I’m the one who protected you. I’m the one who always made sure you were good. You think Brittany cares? She’s just using this to cause a scene because she hates me, not because she's trying to protect you. You’re my best friend, Kathy. We’re supposed to be a team. You can’t let people come between us over some stupid rumor or misunderstanding.” He actually said it. A stupid rumor or a misunderstanding. He was trying to downplay the fact that my entire dignity was currently being shredded to pieces, all because he wanted to smooth things over and keep me under his thumb. He wanted me to s

while he fucked me raw on these same sheets. “Jesus fucking Christ,” I gasped, hands flying up to cover my mouth. What the hell had I done? Rhea what did you fucking do? Last night was supposed to be my engagement party. To Sebastian. His godson. And instead I let Logan Draegor—cold, ruthless, terrifying Logan Draegor—destroy me in the best and worst way possible. I let him come inside me. Multiple times. I begged for it.