Storm And Logan 소설 & 이야기

It wasn't in the main house, just opposite it. Damon felt bad everytime he looked at her, she was always crying, he wished he could help her, but he didn't want to betray his friend.. and boss. 6:18pm Logan was in the living room with some of his men, including Damon, discussing their next line of action, when suddenly, gunshots were heard outside. The windows were shot at and the glasses shattered. "Get down!" Logan screamed and they all scrambled for safety. Logan ran upstairs to his room and went to balcony to see what was causing all the commotion. He saw Tyson with his men, they were many.

he simply said and Logan chuckled sarcastically "I'm not a free man Emil, I just came to congratulate you... I see you are still the Casanova we all know after all...first you trapped the elder sister and now the youngest, not just that, but you married the youngest and have a baby with her when in...reality you still love the elder sister"Logan cut straight to the chess as he spoke and immediately Emiliano heard him his facial expression entirely change because no one knew about him and Tara other than Mario so how did Logan know "Get lost," he said coldly and entered the car, and trey drove away leaving Logan standing there looking like a fool, but he smirked

🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟 Logan I stood there with my blood boiling as this guy who I had no damn idea who he was, stared back at me with a stupid smile on his face. He extended an arm out to me, making my jaw clench, but my son was here. I wasn't going to make a scene in front of him. "So, you're the infamous Logan? Nice to meet you, man." He says smiling.

I stormed toward the exit, cheeks burning. Logan was waiting by the car when I got there, scrolling through his phone with a satisfied grin. “Hey, babe. Everything good?” I forced a smile, sliding into the passenger seat as he held the door. “Yeah. Just… ran into Chase Ryder.” Logan’s expression darkened instantly. “That prick. What’d he say?” I hesitated, then repeated the words. Logan’s jaw clenched, knuckles white on the steering wheel as he pulled out.

He slammed his fist onto the desk, the sound echoing through the room. “You don’t deserve to even say her name!” Logan shouted, his voice echoing off the high ceilings. “Look at the mess you’ve caused! Look at her life now! She was safe with me. Now she’s a target for every tabloid in the country because of you!” Colt’s jaw tightened. He stepped closer until they were chest-to-chest, the tension between them so heavy it felt like it might snap. “I’m trying to fix it,” Colt said, his voice a low, deadly growl.

"We're mated and stable and you're established in your career and we have the space and resources." "Very romantic," Logan mutters but he's smiling too. We spend the morning talking about logistics and timing and how we'd handle childcare with my game schedule and their work commitments and by the time I need to leave for practice we've made a tentative plan to start trying after playoffs. "Assuming we make playoffs," I add. "You'll make playoffs," Sebastian assures me. "You're having your best season yet." He's not wrong and I know it and the Storm is currently sitting second in the league standings with a real shot at the championship.

But now, we face the storm together, standing as one against their pathetic attempt to ruin us one last time. I can feel myself relax into his touch, allowing myself to put my weight into him, to fully give myself into him. It has become so much easier to do these last couple of days. Logan has proven to me that he is going nowhere, and that he will always be there for me no matter the time place I need him. “You know,” Logan begins, mischievous smile spreading across his face. I slightly pull away, raising a single eyebrow response, warning him to not say anything stupid to ruin the mood between us, “I really like seeing you so riled up about me.”

But Logan? Logan was the best.

The spotlight hit her. Right now, she was the star of the show. Anna breathed in deeply, smiled, and walked up on stage, one step at a time. The phone rang once more. Walter finally picked up. His friend's voice was frantic. "Walter, something's wrong with Emma. Last night, the Lawsons’ villa went up in flames. By the time they found out, it was just rubble. "Emma's still inside. "The cops aren't hopeful..." Walter just scoffed, "Don't think I don't know what she's doing. Tell Emma to forget it."

He came clean to Logan and told him. Logan chuckled out loud and nodded his head, hanging his head low. "You really think I'm stupid, don't you? You expect me to believe your bull? Screw you, T. You got what you wanted, I'm out of the picture. You and Sophie can be together now." Logan sneered at T and turned on his heel, walking away from Troy. "Logan I'm serious. I'm telling you the truth. Logan?" T yells out after Logan as he walks away.