Logan I Didn't Do It Novels & Stories

The rumors were half true—he had a nice shell, but unfortunately, his brain didn't seem to work too well. The way he looked at me was like looking at a trash bag. "Hello, I am—" "Shut up. I don't give a damn about your name." I had barely opened my mouth when he cut me off coldly. I raised an eyebrow. This man had even fewer manners than I imagined. "Mr. Moretti, I think I need to reintroduce myself. I am Livia, your fiancée..." He cut me off again, waving his hand as if swatting a fly.

She motioned towards his glass of drink. Taking a sip, Logan stayed quiet for a while. “None of your business.” He replied curtly, not interested in indulging her pleasantries. "Oh." Linda muttered, feeling a bit pained at his words and reaction. Logan almost forgot the reason why he was there at the restaurant cause Jovy’s face had slipped into his mind’s eye again. He realized his mistake and tried to adjust a small smile on his face. He had no plans of going after any lady or leaving this place to search elsewhere for someone to have a good fuck with. This one was a good catch.

Shannon says glancing at Logan. “Get it yourself,” I reply. “Logan isn’t here as my assistant today. He’s here as my lawyer,” I explain. She scoffs. “You have a lawyer as your assistant?” I don’t respond. Instead, I wait for her to call on one of her people to get us the coffee. “If you haven’t already gone through the documents that my client sent to you, you should do so now,” Logan says. “I already did. And they all seem very legitimate. Didn’t know you had a talent for forgery,” she replies.

I whispered back, glaring at her. Great! Now we’re going to get fired, because of her stupidity! I was mentally yelling angry as hell, thinking we were gonna end up in the street once again. “Logan, you didn’t mention we have guests,” A blonde, gorgeous girl with similar features as Logan’s spoke, smiling at us while she sat next to a handsome man, her arm tangled with his.

He looked completely unbothered, his hair styled, wearing his signature varsity jacket, calling out my name like he hadn’t completely destroyed my trust less than a week ago. Are you actually serious right now? A harsh, disbelieving laugh almost came out from my throat. Is today some kind of official Audacity Day? Did everyone on this campus collectively decide to lose their minds and test the absolute limit of my patience? First Chloe with her snake-like smile, then Lael with his insane fake dating contract, and now this idiot? The sheer nerve of these people was unbelievable. Leon finally reached me, slightly out of breath, reaching out as if to grab my hans like he used to.

I don’t trust anyone to be my partner, and I either own everything or… Or that’s it, and I own everything. “I don’t know what you mean”, I let out. “Logan, Logan Carter”, he says, and I have to admit that he’s got my attention now. “What about Mr Carter?” I ask “I don’t know if the police have already contacted you, but I am opening a lawsuit against Logan”, the guy says, and I need to control myself and not let anything out. “Oh, I see, and how may I assist you?” I ask “Logan is not the man you think he is. He is a brute, troglodyte, and dangerous man”, Lee says, and I can’t help but lean foreword supporting my weight on my elbows on the desk.

Sia, “Don’t try to entangle me in your words, and don’t take his side because I know your friend exactly, a rude and nerdy person.” Logan, “Sia ! Try to understand, maybe any work came to him urgently and he needs to go in an emergency.” Sia, “Oh ! Urgent work in school?” Logan, “Maybe, he got nature's call so he ran for the washroom.” Sia, “What Rubbish ?.. !”

When he did, he furrowed his brows and muttered under his breath… “You’ve got to be kidding me.” Without missing a beat, Luigi shook his head. “I assure you, I’m not,” he said. Then he chuckled and patted Logan on the back. Logan looked at Luigi’s hand on his shoulder, shocked. “In fact,” Luigi said with a wry smile. “I should be thanking you, Logan. For being the idiot who let this beautiful woman get away.”

Denver had always believed that if you did the right thing, everything else would fall into place. For years, he’d built his reputation on it: honest, hard-working, a team player who handled problems quietly and kept the company’s gears running smoothly. But after the debacle with Marcus—the sabotage, the erased files, the security escort out of the building—Denver was learning that sometimes, doing the right thing meant stepping straight into the line of fire.

Sometimes they even play with the girl. "Let me go!" "Answer me first, don't you ever take a shower? You have lots of lice.” Logan continued to urge the girl by bringing his face closer. "I DON'T NEVER SHOW. ARE YOU SATISFIED HUH?” "Yeah, why can't you be so slow? What a woman!" ****