Chapter 20

Elle’s Point of view
I'm apprehensive. I'd like to have a peek outdoors. I don't want to be left alone in this place. Please, Logan, make a return.

As I waited for Logan to come, tears continued to stream down my cheeks. I simply sat there, hugging my knee with both hands. I couldn't see anything, and it seemed as if Augustus was about to emerge from my side at any minute. What if he does anything similar to what he did to me?

*creak*

I looked in front of me with a terrified expression as I thought I saw Augustus's face, with a mischievous smirk on his face, staring back at me. I put my hands over my ears and closed my eyes so that I wouldn't be able to hear or see his laugh any longer.

I despise him to my core.

I just heard the loud banging in my ears and the pounding of the enormous feet coming towards me. My tears came even more freely because I felt as if the intensity of the shock on my hair would cause my hair to be pulled out completely.

"What's the deal with you sobbing, huh? What brings on your tears? Is it because Hugo has gone and you aren't with him? What is the reason?! Tell me!" My heart rate increased as Logan's words resounded throughout the room, making me shake even more in terror. I have no intention of leaving. I have no interest in going on the run. What exactly is he saying?

"It's a pain... Please. Let go.” I couldn't hear myself speak anymore because I was scared shitless that if I protested, he would continue to abuse me even more.

"You have no right to lie to me!" He abruptly strangled my neck, and even though it was pitch black, I could see his crimson eyes gleaming with disdain as he did. "If I can't have you, it's better that no one benefits you!"

Because of the strain of his clutch on me, I had to shut my eyes hard to protect myself. I'm having trouble breathing.

When he realized that I was probably out of breath, he stepped back and let me go. He slid his body onto the bed next to me and fell. I sobbed even more, but I managed to keep my lips shut. Why is he behaving in this manner? Where has Logan gone, who is frightened of hurting me so much? Logan had vanished without a care in the world other than to make me smile.

How did things come to be in this state? It's possible that if I did as he advised and went with the guard when I came out, things might be different for us.

But what’s even funnier is that even though he treats me like this I can’t even get angry. I'm quite sure I'm going insane. Because the thing that makes me happy is the thing that makes me miserable.

*cling*

When I heard the chain squeaking on the floor, I immediately glanced down at my foot. I looked down and saw that the iron coiling around my foot was no longer there. I turned to look at him, but he had turned his back on me and was now laying down.

The word "Logan... " come to mind. I called him, but he did not answer me. I bit my lower lip as I carefully slid down next to him.

"I'm sorry," I said to him as I put my arms around his waist and kissed him on the cheek. When he did not pull my embrace away from him, I sighed a sigh of relief. Only his breath could be heard.

To my surprise, my eyelids were slowly closing and I realized that I had purposefully nodded off to sleep. I feel like I haven't had a good night's sleep in a long time, and I'm relieved to be able to shut my eyes again without thinking. It's because of Logan's smell. He's truly the only reason I've been able to settle down. If he weren't there, I'm not sure what I would do.

I had only just gotten out of bed when I began to feel heat throughout my body. I was also feeling tickling my bottom region, which I had no idea how that happened. I want to move my foot, but something is preventing me from doing so.

After a few moments of cautiously opening my eyes, it seemed as though I could see Logan under my legs. Because what I can see is unclear, I haven't been able to assess the situation fully.

“Ngh,.. Hmn.”

I massaged my eyes, and as soon as I realized what was going on, I sprung to my feet and backed away. Because of what had transpired, my cheeks were flushed with scarlet. Logan looked at me with a taunting grin on his face. Because of what he did, I instantly covered my face with my hands.

"It's preferable to tease someone when they're sleeping. You're still groaning and tingling—"

"Logan, stop!" And I hurled it at him, one of the pillows I'd picked up. He laughed with me, and then I stopped because it was as if I was seeing the old Logan again.

There's my Logan.

"You should have told me you just wanted some morning sex. I wish I had gotten out of bed sooner." Then I shifted my sight away from him and began casting charms a few times. What exactly am I saying?

When I turned around to face him, I saw that he had quieted down and was no longer laughing. I didn't say anything since I was afraid he would be upset with me again. The joy that had been on my lips had also vanished. Is he angry?

“Ah. I'm at a loss as to what to do with you." Because it was the last thing he spoke before he yanked on my leg, I returned to my lying position with him beneath my legs once again. "Extend your legs as far as possible. You should also tone down your snarl since Gaia could be listening in. It's still early in the morning."

When I suddenly felt his tongue playing in my hole, I yanked at his hair in frustration. What is it about this man's tongue that makes it so long? I just nibbled my lower lip till I could feel the rust underneath it.

"Ah... Logan," I moaned. When he abruptly drained the life out of me, I couldn't hold back my snarl. I tightened my grip on his hair.

"You should have lowered your voice when I told you. Do you think it's acceptable for them to hear what you're doing?" Despite the fact that his tongue was still sticking out and something was in it, he raised his eyes to mine.

“Yes, as long as you hold and favor me, it's okay. Make it known to them that you own me. Devour me, Logan." I also move my hips in order to rub my sensitive area against his sensitive part.

"More Logan, please. Please give me more. Make me yours.”