AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Logan was on his phone, apparently with the head of his acquisitions department, yelling orders about buying the building his wife was currently popping off in.
Had everyone gone mad?
“Lo, you can’t just drop all that money to buy the building just because Hana is angry and having a tantrum!”
“The fuck I can’t!” Logan said, glaring the manager down. “And once I do, this restaurant will no longer be tainting our town with its intolerance. Oh, and the next call will be to my lawyer. I’ll be suing the fuck out of this place as well.”
The manager was quaking in his fake suede shoes. I guess he really didn’t know who the fuck Logan Cartwright truly was. After tonight, the entire town wouldn’t forget.
“Yeah! You’re so fucked now,” Hana gleefully announced as she struggled in my embrace, kicking her feet out. “My husband is gonna ruin all you motherfuckers.”
Fuck me. Who was this vengeful, hateful woman in my arms?
“Come on, Hana-Banana.” I whispered sweetly in her ear. “This isn’t you, baby girl. Calm down and come back to your Mister.”
At those words, Hana slumped over. Like all the energy fled her body. Fuck, I was tired, too.
“I’m calling the police,” the manager announced and fled. But if the sirens in the distance were any indication, one of the other patrons already had.
“We need to go,” I said, picking Hana up and signaling for Logan to follow. I just hoped valet could get my shit back to me quick.
Chapter Nine
Hana
When I had gone to that park earlier today, I had come up with my brilliant idea. Some might say I was trying to have my cake and eat it too, but the reality was, I was just trying to heal. What better way to do that than with the two most important men in my life?
As we rode in silence from the restaurant, I thought about how Joseph had dominated Logan’s mouth. It had been awkward at first since Joseph towered over Logan, but then I pulled him closer as he demanded Logan open his mouth. While hot, it actually made me feel a little jealous. I wondered who else Joseph had forced like that. Were they all men? Had he and Logan shared women in the past? The questions I had in my mind swirled like a tornado, chaotic and consuming, with no peace in sight.
Not knowing everything there was to know about Joseph’s sexual conquests could drive me insane with jealousy if I let it. That, on top of him going back to his apartment instead of coming with me to Logan’s really fucked me up. Why would he park and dip out like that? He’d said he needed space to think about all that had happened. What did that even mean?
I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn’t realize Logan had steered me to our apartment until we were standing at the door.
“Wait! We should go back to Joseph’s place and make sure he’s feeling alright,” I protested as Logan grabbed my arm and practically dragged me inside. “He might need me.”
As soon as the door clicked closed behind us, Logan pressed me against it. “Joseph Pierce is not your fucking husband.” Logan had me in a light hold by my throat. He wasn’t trying to hurt me. Not like Luke. That’s what I told myself to keep from freaking out.
“He’s still our friend,” I sputtered.
But apparently, Logan was beyond listening to reason. His eyes had narrowed as a look of calculation fell over his face. He shared that same expression with Luke.
If I didn’t stop thinking about Luke, one of two things would happen. Either I’d have a panic attack, or Logan would somehow figure out I was thinking of his brother and end up choking me on his cock.Actually, that didn’t sound so bad.
“Are you even listening to me, Hana?” Logan shook me, my head hitting the door hard to make me yelp. “Oh, shit. Sorry. Didn’t mean to do that.”
I rubbed the back of my head. “It’s fine. I’m fine.”
“Look, I need you to pay attention, Hana. Don’t check out on me like that again.”
His gruff voice grated, but I relaxed when I focused on his whisky-colored eyes riddled with panic. He wasn’t Luke. He wouldn’t hurt me. I wouldn’t lose myself again.
“Next time,” he continued, “I’ll just spank your ass until you’re back with me, alright?”
I smiled at that. “I-I’m sorry. I missed what you were saying?” I wasn’t about to tell him I teetered between steamy thoughts of him and Joseph and flashbacks of my forced relationship with Luke.
Logan’s hot breath hit my neck as he leaned close, his lips a hairsbreadth away from my skin. He smelled of spearmint. He then inhaled deep, sniffing me out like a predator might do once it cornered its prey. Fuck. My legs trembled a bit and my pulse picked up speed. Primal. Powerful. Dangerous. Why was everything about him so attractive?
“I want to know what fucking game you’re playing at?” he growled.
