The whole hall was empty except for the two people that were shooting daggers at each other's with their eyes. Logan later broke the silence and said "you could only work your way into my bed with sleazy means but forget about me treating you like my wife. if you like, you can go complain to grandma but I promise to break your legs and pluck out one of your eyes the moment grandma reprimands me. You can weigh your pros and cons and choose your path" Sophia glared at him in disgust and angrily retorts "you think too highly of yourself Mr Steele, I don't want anything to do with you and if you want your grandmother to be convinced you can meet me in the car, we are nothing to each other but strangers that have been obliged to live under the same roof." she storms off to the Limousine that was waiting outside the hotel to take the newly wedded couple home and a minute later, Logan snaps out of the shock that her words had sent him into then a sinister smirk appeared on his perfectly carved face and he strides out and sits on the other side of the car. The car ride was quiet and the driver was drenched in cold sweat as at the time that they got to the mansion from the oppressive and deadly aura that the couple behind him was exuding. Finally they arrived at Logan Steele's mansion and Sophia had to look at him again and ask herself, "How rich is this man?" well she doesn't have the time to think cause this is her new home and her new life too. Logan came down from the car and looked at the woman in front of his house and muttered under his breath "welcome to hell".
There was pin-drop silence in the room, and it was enveloped in a deadly aura.
Bringing him out is hard enough, but getting him to have fun is next to impossible. Logan Steele, the one who could cover the entire sky in the city with one palm.
I can only imagine how oppressive the air in the room seems, but David Grant, the carefree friend, does not care about Logan's gloomy face. Waitress, one more round of drinks, please, he called out to the lady on standby.
Logan, having enough, stood up and set to leave, but David managed to hold him back, saying, It's your last night as a bachelor, dude. Don't you want to let loose and have some fun?
It's bad enough that you didn't allow us to invite some badass strippers, but now you want to leave halfway through? That's not fair enough, man. Logan, unable to resist his childhood best friend, decides to settle for a final round of drinks.
The waitress brings in the drinks with clammy hands, obviously scared of Logan and his oppressive aura, and she almost trips as she shoots her a deadly glare for staying too long. She cowers and runs out of the private room in fear of what Logan might do to her.
On getting outside, she leaves the bar and goes out to an abandoned alley to make a call: Hello, yes, I already put the powder in his drink. Yes, I watched him drink it directly.
His friends said his lodge is room 249. When are you going to send me the remaining payment? Okay then... I'll be expecting your good news... goodnight. She slinks away without anybody noticing and back to the private room.
Logan's eyes were turning red, and he was feeling weak and hot all over, and it took him a while to realize what had happened to him...
He drags David aside and whispers to him, I've been drugged; send everybody home; I have to go to the hotel room now. But before he could complete his words, he slipped to the ground, now sweating profusely.
David, in a fit of rage, sends their other friends home and helps Logan back to his room and leaves to get help. Unknown to him, the moment he leaves, a semi-conscious girl is also sent into the same room.
LOGAN'S POV
I've wanted to leave this place a long time ago, but due to the fact that I want to save David's face.
I'm very sure it took him a lot of resources to put this bachelor's night together for me.
I don't want this bachelor's night because I don't want to get married.
This marriage is a ruse put together by my grandmother, and I only agreed with her because she kept on threatening to die if I didn't agree to her absurd request, so I decided to get married to the daughter of the Parker family.
I was killing two birds with one stone.
How?
It was a contracted marriage that I requested as a way for them to repay the debts that their father was owing me before he passed away, and from what I had gathered, the family doesn't want the company to go bankrupt, so they would do everything for it to stay afloat, so when I sent them the request, I didn't give them a chance to refuse my request, so it was more like a command to them.
During the bachelor's night, I noticed the waitress shivering and acting all clumsy, but I felt like it was a reaction I had gotten used to from people, and then when she served the last rounds of drinks and ran out, I felt somehow, but I discarded the thought.
After having my last glass of drink, I started feeling hot from within, and I started feeling dizzy and lightheaded.
I tried to stand up, but I was very weak, and that was the moment I realized what was going on. I have been drugged.
This is definitely a very strong aphrodisiac because regular aphrodisiacs don't really work on me, but this one took effect almost immediately.
With the last of my strength, I called David and explained the situation to him, and he hurriedly, even though angry, sent everyone home, helped me to my hotel room, and ran out to find a doctor because Levi, my personal doctor, was out of town and couldn't rush back during that time.
A few minutes after David left, the door to my hotel room creaked open, and a tiny figure was pushed in... Are these people really testing my patience? I was angry and tired, but I tried not to move from my initial position because I was starting to feel really uncomfortable, and I didn't want any physical contact with any woman.
I thoroughly despise that gender. Suddenly, I heard a sweet and soft voice that seemed to be like an ember thawing all the coldness in my heart, and I instinctively moved to the source of the sound, and I noticed that it came from the tiny figure that was pushed in earlier.
I looked at her, and she seemed to be uncomfortable too, even more uncomfortable than I feel. Has she been drugged too?
I tried to check her temperature, suppressing the desire that was burning inside me; her face was flushed, and she was looking very alluring and tempting.
Before I could comprehend what was going on, she clung onto me like a koala, and at that moment, all rationality flew outside the window.
I flipped her over on the bed and kissed her, ripping her clothes apart in the process, and then I entered her roughly, but to my utmost surprise, she cried out in pain, Oh sh*t! It's her first time too. I instinctively became gentler, and I remember taking her several times before I finally felt satisfied, and then we fell asleep in the comfort of each other's embrace.
While the steamy session was going on, the Steele family mansion received a call from an anonymous person that almost sent the Matriarch into shock.
Hello... Yes, proceed... what?! ... That's impossible! ... Outrageous! ... Logan Steele? ...
Are you sure that it's my grandson?... in a hotel room with a woman?... I'll go confirm your news personally first thing in the morning...
I hope this information is valid; otherwise, you can do yourself a favor by disappearing from King's city before I get a hold of you... Bye...
First thing the next day, room 001 suddenly opened from outside the matriarch of the Steele family. Margaret Steele's eyes widened in shock and horror.
Logan Steele, her grandson whom she knows to despise women, was sleeping peacefully with a woman in his embrace, and what was more shocking were the glaring red stains on the white sheets.
It is very obvious what has happened the night before.
If this had happened a week earlier, Margaret Steele would have been happy, but Logan's wedding was meant to be held TODAY!.
Suddenly, an idea bulb lights in her head, and the expression on her face changes from shocked to happy, and the people beside her could not help but look at themselves like, Is she alright? Then she calls her personal assistant and says, When they wake up, get the stylists to dress the lady up for the wedding and bring Logan to my study.
If he refuses to come, tell him he can wait for news of my death. They are getting married tonight.
Tell the other girl from the Parker family that I have set my sights on another person.
Also check the background of this girl, and I expect reports in an hour.
She struts away happily, almost prancing all the way back to her car.
Later the same morning, the two bodies on the bed stir awake and open their eyes at the same time.
SOPHIA'S POV
I screamed as my eyes widened in horror, realizing what had happened to me.
I try to wrap my head around what had happened, and then I recall the last thing that happened before I zoned out.
My stepmother Evelyn and my stepsister Samantha had given me a cup of fruit punch, and I had lost consciousness afterwards.
Oh no, I've been drugged. What have I done? I muttered to herself but suddenly snapped back to reality when I realized that someone else was on the same bed, and it was at that minute that I felt the bone-wrecking pain in my lower body.
It felt like a truck had run me over or something like that, and my head was aching badly. I whipped my head towards the person on the other side of the bed and then back at my naked body under the blanket.
Gathering all the courage I could muster, I wrapped the blanket around myself in the speed of light and zoomed into the bathroom.
On entering the bathroom, my legs gave out under me, and I sat on the floor, and for the first time since my father entered the comatose state, I cried hard.
I have failed myself and my father.
I always thought Samantha and Evelyn would only continue using their petty methods; I never knew they would stoop so low.
This is definitely the straw that broke the camel's back. They not only drugged me but sent me into the bed of a stranger.
I tried to find my phone to call my friend, Anna, to bring me some clothes, but that seemed impossible, and I began to panic, but then I heard a knock on the door.
Miss Parker, please come outside; the president asked me to talk to you and get you some clothes. I cracked the door open and took the clothes.
I put them on very fast and come outside to talk to him while wondering how he knows my name.
But then the next thing he said seemed to shock me into oblivion: Miss Parker, I am Daniel, the personal assistant of the matriarch of the Steele family.
I was sent by the matriarch to inform you of your wedding to Mr. Logan Steele today, and outside this door, your makeup artist and stylist are waiting for you.
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