Worst is yet to come
The car ride back to home was quiet. We both seemed to be subdued in our own thoughts. Halfway through the drive Logan reached over and intertwined our fingers together. I looked down at our joined hands and squeezed it ever so lightly, making sure he was near me. To make sure someone is there to protect me. I looked out of the window trying to sort through my thoughts but the only one thing kept repeating through my mind.
I want revenge. I know that it’s not going to bring my parents back. But I need to get justice to my parent’s death. What wrong did they do to him? He killed my parents without having any mercy on them, just because his boss said so. Who the hell is his boss? What enmity does he have with my family?
My train of thoughts was interrupted when Logan pulled the car in front of my apartment. I opened the car door and got out in silence. Logan got out as well and walked beside me to my front door. He didn’t touch me but I felt his presence right beside me every step of the way. He took the keys from my bag as I was exhausted to search the keys from this mess, called my bag. He opened the door for me and I stepped inside.
“Lia,” he said after a moment of silence and I turned around to look at him. He walked closer to me and cupped my face in his warm large hands. He looked into my eyes softly for a moment before pressing a soft kiss on my forehead.
“I know something is going through your mind. Always remember that I’ll be there with you. He won’t dare to touch you anymore. Not when I’m alive.” he said ever so softly and my heart melts at his words. I bite my bottom lip harshly, making him frown as his eyes followed all my actions.
“I want to be strong Logan. I’m tired of running away from my enemies whom I haven’t seen in my life. I don’t know what they want from me? For what they are chasing me. All I know is to run away. Run away from the problems. Now I’m tired of it. I want to be strong. I want to bring justice to my parents.” I say as tears roll down my face. Tears of anger and sadness. Angry because I’m not strong enough to protect myself and my parents. Sad because I lost my loved ones because of some unknown reason. I even couldn’t see my parent’s funeral. I was kidnapped by that psychos at that time and everyone thought I disappeared.
“Oh angel,” he said and wrapped his arms around my waist and I wrap my own around him, holding me close to his chest. I buried my face into the material of his shirt, my tears soaking through it as my petite body shakes with sobs.
“You’re one of the strongest women I’ve seen. Don’t let anyone change that. We’ll find out who killed your parents and we will try our maximum to get them punished for what they did. Trust me, they will be punished one day.” he mumbled through my hair and my heart clenches at his words. I sniffle softly looking up at him.
“B-But I don’t know who they are. How will we find them?” I asked him.
“We will, love.” He assured and I nodded, wiping my tears with the back of my hand. Logan gently grabs holds of my wrist resting my hand on his chest, rubbing his large warm thumb under my eyes to wipe the tears.
“C-Can you stay with me tonight?” I asked him hopefully and he nodded his head quickly without taking a moment to think, bringing a small smile to my lips.
“Let’s get you cleaned up now.” He says and bents down suddenly and a loud squeak leaves me as my feet are lifted off the ground beneath. I immediately wrap my arms around his neck, giving him a glare and he smiled sheepishly at me. One of the things I like about him is that he always knows how to lighten the mood!
“Logan put me down. I can walk.”
“I know.” He says and I huff in anger. He walks to the bathroom and puts me on the counter top. He walks to the shelf and opens it, picking first aid box from inside. First aid?
I turn my head to the right and allow myself to look at me in the mirror. I gasp loudly as I saw my face and my eyes brimmed with tears. My cheeks were swollen and fingerprints of that man’s hand was visible on the place he slapped. Blood was dripping from my lips and my eyes look red and swollen. Suddenly a warm hand cups my face, turning my face away from the mirror. My teary brown eyes meet with his blue ones.
“Don’t cry. It’s fine.” He says and I nod slightly, trying my best to not let the tears come out. I know he hates to see me crying and I don’t want to make it worse. Even though I’m sitting on the countertop, I’m only reaching his shoulder blades. God, he’s damn tall.
With his hand, he smoothens back a strand of hair that fell on my face. He slowly wipes the blood from my lips and I wince slightly at the pain. His jaw was clenched tightly and his eyes turned dark as he stared at my lips. He puts the towel beside me before pressing his lips to mine. He wasn’t kissing me, he was just pressing his lips to mine.
He pulls away after a minute or so. He wraps his hands around my hips and hoists me off the counter, placing me securely on my feet.
“Go take a shower.” He said and I nodded. I raised my eyebrow at him as he stood there staring at me with an innocent smile.
“What?” I asked him.
“If you want, I can help you to shower as well,” he said and my jaws drop. I blinked my eyes trying to register his words.
“Uh- No thanks. I can manage that.” I say with widened eyes and his smirk falls.
“Okay….. But you don’t have enough strength to shower alone. So I will help you.” he says and starts to lift his shirt.
“Logan.” I hiss and immediately slap his hands and push him out of the washroom. I slam the door on his face and he chuckles. I’m sure I probably resembles like a tomato now. God, why does he have to make every situation coquettish?
“Idiot.” I yelled at him.
“Buffoon.” he yelled back as a smile formed on my face. I shake my head and quickly rip out the dirt filled dress from me. I then step into the shower and a sigh escapes my lips as the hot water cascade down my body.
A fresh robe felt lovely against my newly cleaned skin which was still warm from the heat of the water. Today I was not in the mood to wear any pajamas so it looked like I would be wearing this to bed.
After tying the robe securely, I used the palm of my hand to wipe the steamed glass in front of it, so I was able to see my reflection. At least now I look much better, but still, my face looks a bit swollen. I just hope it would be back to normal tomorrow.
I opened the door and step outside the bathroom. Logan was lying on my bed in his fresh clothes. Last time when he came to my home for the night stay, he brought a bag of clothes with him. When I asked him, he said it might be useful someday. I guess today is that day.
His arms were behind his head as he stared at the ceiling, deep in thought. Upon hearing my footsteps, he quickly darted his eyes at me. He jumps out from the bed and walks towards me, wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him. He buries his face into my hair and sniffs it. Please don’t tell he’s a wolf! That would be really awkward…..and scary!
“Hmm, you smell so good now.” He mumbles and a shiver ran down my back as his hot breath hit my neck. I place my hand on his chest and pushes him away. He looks at me with a slight pout on his lips. I giggled at how cute he looks right now and stands on my tiptoes to press a kiss on his cheeks.
“I would rather prefer a kiss on my lips,” he says and I giggled more.
“Maybe later,” I say, turning around as his smile drops.
“Okay….” He says disappointedly and walks towards my bed, plopping himself on my bed, as if it was his bed. My bed was not enough to cover his large frame. His legs were hanging out of the bed, but it seems like he has no problem with it.
“What?” he asks innocently as I raised my eyebrows at him. “Where will I sleep?” I ask my hands on my hips.
“Here,” he says, pointing beside him.
“Ughh...Logan. I’ll fall down. Your huge body is taking my entire bed.” I complained, getting frustrated.
“You can always sleep on top of me. I’m fine with it” he says with a smirk on that idiot handsome face of his.
“In your dreams Watson,” I said, crossing my arms over my chest.
“Oh come on Kingston. Don’t make a big fuss about this. This bed is big enough for both of us.” he said and I rolled my eyes. Of course, he will say that because now his only intentions are to annoy me.
“It’s not like we haven’t slept together on the same bed before.” he smirked.
“You don’t need to bring that up every time. I’m aware of that.” I mumbled and tightened the robe around me. You should be always cautious when you’re sleeping only in a robe. Especially around boys. You won’t know when this fluffy robe can be a traitor at times. When we least expect, the waistband will become loose and everything we covered will be seen. Now I don’t want to take that risk, especially in front of him.
“What’s taking you so long? Just come and sleep.” he mumbled, letting out a small yawn. That’s when I noticed how tired he looks. There were bags under his eyes, but still, he manages to look more handsome day by day. I know being a billionaire at such a young age is not a very easy task. But it doesn’t mean we should be a workaholic. I remember Grecia telling me there are some issues going on in his company when I called her a few days back. It seems like Watson enterprises have a loss of few millions.
I walked to the bed and crawled beside him. He switched off the light before wrapping his large arms around my frame, pulling me impossibly closer to him. My back was pressed against his chest and his hot breath hit my neck, making me unable to think straight.
Afer a few moments or so, his slight snoring could be heard and I drifted off into a deep sleep listening to his steady heartbeat.
A warm hand gently rubbed against my cheek and a pair of warm lips pressed into my forehead. Letting out a small yawn, I snuggled closer to the warmth. I opens my eyes when I heard someone chuckling beside me. Ocean blue eyes looked at me adoringly, with a small smile playing on his lips.
“Morning love,” he said, his voice huskier and much deeper. Wow. How much I missed his morning voice. It’s so lovely to hear and….. sexy!
“Morning,” I said as another yawn escaped my lips. “Did you sleep well?” he asked and I nodded.
“How about you?” I asked and he grinned at me. Okay, now I like his smile as well!
“I haven’t slept this much peacefully for the past few days,” he says. He removed the comfort that covered his body before getting up and walked towards the washroom. I let out a sigh and tied my hair in a bun. I walked towards my closet and changed into a loose shirt and track pants.I further walked into the kitchen and took a kettle of water, putting it on the stove. As I waited for the water to get boiled, my mind drifted off into yesterday’s events.
Especially about that psycho. Will I be able to fight against him? Where will I find him? I don’t know his name or his identity. All I know is that his eyes are bright green which is very scary and his voice is very deep. Also, he has a tattoo of a Lion’s head on his hand. And I also remember one thing. Instead of five fingers, he has six fingers on his left hand. I noticed that yesterday.
I jumped suddenly when a pair of arms wrapped around me from behind. I relaxed when his intoxicating smell filled my senses. I leaned toward him as he laid his head on my shoulder.
“Water is boiling,” he says and that’s when I remember it was there on the stove.
“Uh-Oh,” I say and quickly turn off the stove. My hands were trembling for some unknown reason and I closed my eyes to get rid of those haunting thoughts.
Suddenly he turned my body around so that I was facing him. He cupped my cheeks and looked deep into my eyes as if he’ trying to find something from there.
“Lia” he sighs and I closed my eyes as I prepared myself for what I was about to hear next.
“Stop thinking about it. It’s over. No one will hurt you again. I promised you that.” he says and I sighs.
“I know you promised that Logan. But…But I don’t know who he is and whether he’s searching for me now. He said his wife is dead because of me. What does that mean? I don’t know anything. I don’t know what to do. I just feel so useless now.” I say, my voice breaking a little. His wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into his warm chest. I rested my head on his chest and my hands were around his torso. Whenever he is near with me, I feel safe. I feel no one will dare to touch me. But how long! How long can he protect me? It’s not possible for him to come with me every place I go. He already has so many responsibilities and I don’t want to be a burden to him. After all, we aren’t a couple. Even I’m not sure whether he loves me or not. I know he has some feelings towards me. But what if that’s sisterly feelings?What if he sees me only as his sister. Brothers protect their sisters, right? But brothers won’t kiss their sister on their lips. Ugh...what am I thinking? What am I to him? Everything is so damn confusing!!
“Lia, Are you listening?” he asks and I blinked my eyes, my mind blank.
“Uh- what did you say?” I ask him and he sighs.
“Today you’re not working as well as not going to college,” he says and I raise my eyebrows in confusion.
“Why?” I ask.
“Because I’m taking you out to clear your mind”
It’s nearly been an hour since we left the apartment and I’m starting to get bored. We had ridden past the city and Logan hadn’t uttered a word. Mr. I’m Full of Surprises seems to be ignoring my question the whole time!
How long is it gonna take!?” I asked for the millionth time, feeling annoyed.
“Patience Kingston,” Logan said, not darting his eyes off the road. I rolled my eyes and looked out of the window. Idiot!
“We are here!” He said after a few minutes. Ah finally! I got out of the car, desperate to feel the ground under my feet. My legs felt numb after the long ride. I stretched a little before looking around the place. What place is this? I’ve never been here before. Logan came by my side before taking my hand and I looked at him, puzzled.
We walked to the main entrance of what seemed like an open park. But when we slid inside, I realized that it wasn’t just a park.
“A carnival?” I asked, raising my brow at him as he shrugged his shoulders.
“This is a special feast that they set once in every year. I’ve been here a few years back with mom. So I thought this might be the best choice to lift your mood.” He said giving me his perfect smile. I nodded while smiling and began to walk further.
Logan had left to buy the tickets while I stood in front of a gaming booth, taking in the surroundings. The center of the carnival is taken up by an enormous Ferris wheel. There were lots of stalls set up around us. Couples walked around with their hands intertwined and there were few families with a bright smile on their faces. Surprisingly there are no much people in here. I turned around only to crash into something hard. I winced, rubbing my head.
“I’m so sorry ma’am.” I opened my eyes to see the guy I just dashed into. I blinked a few times until my vision was clear.
“Ma’am, are you alright?” He asked.
“Yeah. I-I’m fine.” I said, gaining my composure. I noticed the carnival symbol printed on his shirt pocket and that’s when I realized he was one of the workers here. His brunette hair was sleeked back to perfection which complemented his tan skin. His lips spread into a toothy grin. He was pretty handsome but not that handsome as Logan. Seriously Karrie? Now you’re comparing him with Logan!
“I’m Dexter. Nice to meet you, ma’am,” he said, extending his hand.
“Karolia.” I smiled while shaking his hand.
“Are you here on your own?” He asked, his smile never leaving his face.
“She’s here with me. Any problem?” I sensed Logan beside me with his arm drooped around my waist, pulling me closer to him. His face displayed anger and yet another emotion which I couldn’t quite catch.
“N-Not at all sir,” Dexter said with an awkward smile. He tried to mask his disappointment but failed miserably. Poor guy!
“I’ll see you later,” he said to me before stumbling away.
“Who was that? What did he want?” Logan snapped, as his eyes followed Dexter’s silhouette until he disappeared into the crowd.
“That’s nothing,” I said, shrugging it off.
“Oh and now it’s just nothing huh?!” He asked with his brows raised.
“Logan...stop it already! He was just a worker.” I said, annoyed at his sudden change of mood.
“Whatever. Let’s go.” He said, clearly bothered by this incident. Is he jealous?
“Why are you so moody?” I asked as we stood in the line.
“I’m not.” he snapped.
“Yes, you’re. Logan, he was just a worker.” I said, getting frustrated with him.
“I didn’t say anything,” he said.
“You don’t need to. I can understand it from your face.” I rolled my eyes.
“Whatever,” he said and passed the card towards the man who swiped it in a machine.
“Enjoy your day.” he flashed a bright smile. Suddenly Logan disappeared into a dark room. I had to run after him in order to catch up with his fast pace. I ran into the room only to dash myself again to something hard. I winced as I rubbed my temple. I opened my eyes to see 8 me’s. Wait what? It took me a moment to realize where I was. Damm! I’m in a mirror house!
Now how the hell am I supposed to find Logan in here!? I never noticed we were waiting to enter into a mirror house. I was too busy trying to calm Logan down that I failed to notice where we were going and he was busy ignoring me.
I roamed around the room searching for him, not failing to dash myself at the mirrors every now and then. God my head aches like hell from hitting these stupid mirrors. Suddenly I spot a glimpse of Logan ahead of me. Without thinking, I ran to him, only to crash myself again against the goddamn mirror! Ugh!!
I heard someone chuckling from behind. I turned around to see Logan with a smile playing on his lips. I slowly walked to him and let my hands feel his face before letting out a sigh. Finally, it’s him and not one of those stupid mirrors.
“Clumsy much?” He teased with a chuckle and I rolled my eyes.Logan was back with his charm and to say that I’m glad will be an understatement. I hate when Logan is an annoying ass though he looks damn hot when he is angry. Okay, Karrie you need to stop being horny!
“You’re an idiot to leave me alone like that,” I said, rubbing my temples which was hurting like hell. His eyes followed my action, a small frown forming on his lips.
“Does it hurt?” he asked, stepping towards me.
“Not at all. It feels like heaven.” my voice dripping in sarcasm making him roll his eyes. He cupped my face in his large warm hands, checking any bruises. He then started kissing my temple. Aww, …he is so damn romantic when he is concerned.
“Better?” he asked, between the kisses and a sigh escaped my lips. I nodded and he pulled back with a soft smile playing on his lips.
“Go hit yourself again,” he said and I narrowed my eyes at him.
“For what?” I asked.
“So that I can keep kissing you,” he smirked and I slapped his chest.
“Asshole” I muttered under my breath, smiling. We walked out this confusing room after a while.
“So what’s next?” he asked and at the same time, my stomach grumbled. He chuckled as I blushed a crimson red. This is so embarrassing.
“Food it is,” he said and We walked into a stall and ordered a snack.
“Mmm… this tastes so good!!” I said savoring the taste of my cotton candy. It just melts in my tongue like the butter on toast.
“Guess you’re enjoying your day out,” Logan said, taking a bite of his caramel apple.
“Hell yeah,” I said honestly. In fact, I’ve never had this much fun in a while. This place really did get my mind off things.
“What do you want to do next?” he asked.
“Let’s play a game” I suggested.
“Sure why not.” He said.
“How about What would you rather?” I asked, excitement filling me. He narrowed his eyes at me as if I’m crazy and then he shook his head no.
“Come on. Pweeasse…. It would be fun and we could get to know each other better.” I tried to convince him, giving him my best puppy eyes and he falls into my trap so easily.
“Okay, fine. But I go first..... Would you rather starve for days or be stuck in a dark room for 24 hours?”
“Guess I’ll starve. I’m claustrophobic.” I said, shivering at the thought. “Okay, my turn. Would you rather be left alone for life or be surrounded by annoying men?”
“I would gladly be alone.” He said giving me a glance.
“Would you rather relive your past memories or be able to see your future?” He asked. We stopped walking and sat on a bench, facing each other.
“Hard choice. But still, I’ll go with the past.” I said, feeling nostalgic as I remembered my past memories of my parents.
“Blue eyes or brown eyes?” I asked. He stared into my eyes, keeping me trapped under his gaze.
“Brown,” he said huskily and butterflies erupted in my bellies for some reason.
“3 or 5 kids?” he asked. Whoa! 5 kids! That would be a lot of pain.
“3 is fine, I guess,” I mumbled, blushing furiously. A small frown formed on his face and he mumbled something under his breath that suspiciously sounds like ’ I’m fine with 5”. But I didn’t question him further in order to avoid the topic.
We kept questioning each other for a while and I got to know Logan even better. I was surprised to see that he was genuinely honest with me.
“Okay, final question. Scorpion or clowns?” I asked.
“Oh C’mon! You can’t do this, Lia” He whined and I raised my brow.
“Clowns,” he said quickly and I looked at him, trying to figure out the truth.
“Are you scared of Scorpions?”
“No.,” he said rubbing the back of his neck. I found out. He is lying. He has the habit of rubbing his neck whenever he is lying or nervous.
“You’re lying,” I said and he looked everywhere but me.
“Okay…I’m scared of that thing,” he whispered so softly that I couldn’t quite catch. But still, I heard it though. I burst out laughing as soon as the words left his lips.
“Oh-oh my god. Mr. Big Bad Watson is scared of scorpions! I said out of breath and he rolled his eyes.I looked around the place and spotted a photo booth nearby. A smile made its way on my face as soon as I saw it. I ran to it, dragging Logan along with me. We bought the tickets before entering the small booth and dropping the curtain shut. It was a compact space with a small bench that sat in front of the camera. I had to sit on Logan’s lap while we posed for the photo. His arms were wrapped around my waist in a strong grip. A shiver ran down my spine as I felt his minty breath on my neck.
I smiled at the camera but I could feel Logan’s intense stare at me from the corner of my eyes. I could no longer concentrate on the Polaroid as Logan tightened his grip on me if that’s even possible. I turned to face him as his dazzling gaze saw straight through my soul. For a while, I felt lost in the depths of his ocean blue eyes. He broke the stare as he gazed at my lips. He leaned closer and his lips brushed against mine. I closed my eyes, waiting for his lips to touch mine. But he kept kissing everywhere except my lips, which annoyed me a lot!
“Just kiss me already,” I said, which earned a chuckle from him. He leaned forward and kissed me passionately. I responded immediately and he deepened the kiss further and my arms drooped around his neck, tangling his hazelnut hair. We pulled away to catch our breath with our foreheads leaning against each other.
We got out of the booth and collected the photo from its small pocket. I blushed crimson red as I noticed the photo was taken while Logan and I were having our heated kiss. Logan smiled at the photo before kissing the crown of my head.
“It’s cute,” he said and I agreed with him. It indeed was a cute picture.We walked around the place for a while, cracking jokes and teasing each other until the sun began to set. We finally decided to go in the Ferris wheel. We got our tickets after a long queue and climbed up on our seats before fastening our belts. Logan sat beside me with his arm around my shoulder. I felt really safe in his arms. The sky was reddish orange by the time we reached the top of the Ferris wheel. The view here was exotic. The enormous setting sky was breathtaking. My hand made its way to my neck as my fingers grazed against the delicate pendant that Logan had gifted me.
“It’s beautiful,” I said as I leaned my head against Logan’s chest and relished the moment.
We left the place shortly after. The ride home was silent. Logan never let go of my hand the entire time. He glanced at me every now and then as if he feared that I would disappear into thin air any minute.
We entered our apartment and directly plopped on the couch, not bothering to change into some fresh clothes. The day was so good, but it was tiring. Logan laid on his back while the head was resting on my lap. I began ruffling his soft hair, tugging on it gently. I heard him groan as soon as I retreated my hand back. He caught my hand midway before placing it back on his hair. “Don’t stop.” He said huskily, making my heart skip a beat. I massaged his head until I heard him snore lightly. He looked so peaceful when he is dozed off. I ran my fingers gently through his hazel locks and pecked his forehead.
Never have I ever imagined that I’ll fall for Mr.Hot Head Watson this hard.
My thoughts were cut off by Logan’s phone. He got off my lap lazily and sat on the couch, taking his phone from his pocket. He answered the call and suddenly his face turned serious.
“I’m busy now.” He said through the phone. There was a minute of silence as the person on the other line spoke.
“Alright. I’ll be there in 15.” He said before hanging up. He ran his hand through his hair in a frustrated manner.
“Lia... I gotta go now. I’ll text you later.” He said, getting up and not looking at me.
“Where are you going at this time of the hour?” I frowned.
“Office…..Have some paperwork to be done.” He said bluntly scratching the back of his neck.
“Then take me with you,” I said.
“No. You’ve had a long day love. Take rest. I can handle it myself.” He said walking to the door. This made my thoughts sure. He was lying. But I didn’t question him further. He kissed my forehead before leaving.Did he really think that I’m gonna let it slip that easy? Hell no!
I called an Uber and was surprised that it reached within minutes. I got into it and asked the driver to take a cut to the main road. Luckily we caught up with Logan at the signal. I asked the driver to follow his car until it came to a halt. One thing is sure, Logan wasn’t driving to his office. Instead, he drove into a small alley and swiftly parked his car in a corner. I found this place strangely familiar. I paid the driver before getting out. I followed Logan, making sure that there was a safe distance between us. I’m surprised that Logan hadn’t noticed me yet.
Suddenly he took a right disappearing into a dark basement. The place was really creepy that I had second thoughts, but I had to know why he was here. I followed him until I realized that I was in a room. Logan turned around swiftly and I hid behind what seemed like a big cupboard. He closed the door through which we came in and turned the lights on. Great! Now how will I go back? I took in the surroundings. The room had a small couch and a full-length mirror beside it. What would Logan be doing in this kinda place?! Damn this guy is so full of surprises!!
His back was facing me as he pulled off his shirt, revealing his toned muscles that flexed as he stretched. I had to grip my mouth shut in order to stop myself from letting out a gasp and drooling over his back. His hands went on to unzip his pant and a shriek escaped my lips before I could control. I placed both my hands on my mouth as soon as I realized what I had just done. Logan turned around with a horrific face before pulling me out of my hiding spot.
“Lia?!” He said shocked. Okay, I screwed up. Now, what am I supposed to say? Should I say that he looked really hot shirtless- okay scratch that.
“Umm hi?” I mentally face palmed myself as soon the words left my mouth. Really Karrie? A ‘hi’? That’s what you could come up with?
“What the hell are you doing here!? I had asked you to stay in your apartment! Not to stalk me all the way here!!” He snapped which got me on my nerves.
“First of all, I wasn’t stalking you!” Which I surely did. “And, I was just checking out for you! You suddenly left me and expect me to believe your ‘I have worked at office’ reason? Hell no!” I said feeling frustrated.
“Lia. Do you even have any idea where you are?” He asked as I shrugged. Will that be a problem? As long as he is with me, I’m fine. Anyways it’s not like he is going to murder someone. Right?
“I’m here for a fight.” He said bluntly and my mouth hung wide open. It took me a moment to process his words. Is he here for a fight? But why didn’t he tell me? Yeah right. He had promised not to fight anymore and dares to break it. He is not going to murder, but he is going to beat the shit out of someone, which is equal to murder if you ask me. I began to walk away without a word but his hand gripped my wrist, restricting me from moving any further.
“Lia, please...I know I shouldn’t have come here nor should I have lied to you. But this fight is really important. It is one of the biggest events that happen here and I don’t want to miss it. Please baby...” he pleaded, making me weak in my knees. I sighed before turning around to face him.
“Okay. But this will be your last fight.” I said sternly and his lips curved into a small smile.
There was a slight knock at the door. Logan opened it to reveal Patrick standing there in sweat pants and shirt. His hair was styled in a messy way.
“It’s time!” He said cheerfully and turned to see my presence.
“Oh hey, Karrie!” He asked a bit shocked might I add.
“Fancy seeing you here.” He said through gritted teeth, glaring at Logan.
“I didn’t know she was stalking me. So stop giving me that look.” Logan defended.
“I wasn’t stalking. I was just following him.” I mumbled the last part which earned a chuckle from Patrick and an eye roll from that jerk.
“Keep her safe Pat.” He said to Patrick before turning to face me. He pressed a deep kiss on my temple.
“ Stay with Patrick alright. Don’t leave his side,” he said sternly and I nodded. He gave one last look at me before walking out of the door
Patrick and I were currently in the front seat of the boxing arena. People began flooding in like a flock of sheep. Soon the host called out the names of the boxers and the audience roared loudly on hearing Logan’s name, making me deaf. Logan appeared at the front door, with a smirk playing on his lips. His eyes searched the crowd until they landed on me. He gave me a wink before his gaze drifted to the ring. All the girls went wild upon seeing him shirtless. Some even tried to seduce him with their body which made me want to puke.
He was soon inside the ring with his opponent. The other guy was like a hulk with abnormally huge muscles and biceps. Guess I can get some fitness tips from him. He looked like he was gonna rip someone’s head apart. Logan, on the other hand, stood there casually with the smirk never leaving his lips. I hope nothing happens to both of them, which is impossible since it’s a so-called fight where there is no rule to keep the opponent alive. Soon the bell rang and both of them dodged at each other. The hulking guy was first to make his move. But Logan moved swiftly, making the guy stumble on his steps. Logan took the chance to punch the guy on his ribs, making him groan in pain. I covered my face with my hands, peeping through the gaps between my fingers as both the men began fighting ruthlessly. I was not really a fan of violence.
The crowd cheered more and more as Logan continued to throw punches on the guy’s face until the fresh blood oozed out of his broken nose. Even now I couldn’t understand what fun people see in such fights. All I could see was blood which makes me want to throw up. I couldn’t take it anymore. I turned my back with my face buried in my hand. I began shaking as the sight of the guy bleeding on the floor refused to leave my mind. Patrick began rubbing my back which helped a bit. I stayed like that for what seemed like hours until the host claimed Logan as the winner of the fight. I turned around to see Logan shaking hands with his opponent. They gave each other the guy hug like nothing had ever happened before parting away. I met Logan outside the arena when he was done with freshening up. I ran to him and swung my arms around his neck, burying myself deep into his chest. He was taken by my sudden action but soon wrapped his arms around me.
“Please don’t ever fight again. I-I can’t see you like that... So merciless.” I whispered and he stiffened.
“I promise I won’t fight again. And this time I will keep the promise. For you. For mom too.” he said and I nodded gratefully.
We walked to his car, his arms wrapped around my waist tightly. A guy appeared out of nowhere before whispering something to Logan and left shortly after.
“Stay in the car. I’ll be right back.” Logan said before walking away. I waited for what seemed like forever. I’m starting to get worried. Where is he? Please don’t tell me he again went to fight! Then I will kick his balls so hard.
I got out of the car and started searching for Logan. I spotted him near the main entrance with his back facing me. I could tell that he was having a deep conversation with the other person who stood in front of him. I couldn’t quite catch the man’s face. Logan moved aside and shook his hands with him. My body went numb at his sight. What is he doing here? And most importantly why is Logan shaking hands with him? I felt petrified at the sight of him. Fresh tears forms on my eyelids as his words replayed in my head.
’How dare you run away from me? He killed my wife because of you! I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU’
My body began to shake in fear. The same green-eyed man. The man who was a nightmare to me is shaking his hands with a person whom I love. Before he could notice my presence, I ran away.