Chapter 69

The two girls stood there, trembling and scared with no idea how to get out of the dark room. They felt around to see if they would find the door, but Adena when she heard Antoinette scream.

"Antoinette!!" She yelled out, fear overwhelming her. Antoinette's screams faded until Adena couldn't hear her anymore. She only heard footsteps, in the distance.

"Tyson is that you?"

"Logan?"

She called into the darkness but nobody answered her. She was still for several minutes, tears rolling down her cheeks.

Adena felt a hand wrap around her arm in the darkness. She whimpered, unable to free herself from the strong grip.

She was dragged out from the apartment forcefully, she didn't see who it was until they were outside.

"Logan" her eyes widened. Their was a sense of relief within her. Knowing that Logan wasn't harmed, calmed her nerves. But he was partially cut on his left arm.

"You're okay" she said. He furrowed his brows at her.

"Don't speak Adena. Because of this stupidity you call love, Tyson managed to slip through my fingers again today" he growled at her and she lowered her head. She was pleased that nothing happened to the both of them.

It turned out that they actually fired gunshots into thin air but thankfully, the bullets didn't hit anyone. Tyson jumped from the window and Logan went after him but couldn't catch up to him. He came back to take the two girls home.

"Get in the car" he said, she entered the car, next to Adena and he drove them back home.

"Liliana!! Liliana!!!" Logan called at the top of his voice, making his way into the mansion with the two girls behind him, whimpering.

Liliana ran out from her room, her face palmed when she saw Antoinette and Adena. She regretted leaving them to go and see Tyson.

After Logan saw the girls leaving at the hospital, he sent Damon to take Liliana home while he went after Adena and Antoinette.

"I want to make something very clear. I don't want anymore foolishness in this house. I have given this slave too much freedom and now she has no single respect or fear in her anymore" he growled, glaring at Adena.

"From now henceforth, she's not allowed to leave my room. Yes my room! Only Liliana is permitted to go in there and give her food, nothing more" he ordered.

Liliana bowed in response and stared pitifully at Adena. She felt bad for the girl but there was nothing she could do, Logan had obviously had enough.

"Come with me" he snapped at Adena and started climbing the stairs. Adena followed him quietly, sobbing.

"Sit there" he ordered, pointing to a spot on the floor, near his bed. Adena obeyed and sat down without looking at him.

He tied her to the foot of his bed, making sure it was tight enough so that she won't escape.

"What exactly were you thinking? Were you actually going to run off with that b@stard?" Logan asked, plunging into his bed and fixing his gaze on Adena. She remained silent, sobbing.

"Answer me Adena" he requested.

"I don't understand you. You're so complicated. Sometimes you act like you care about me, then other times you treat me like I'm the reason for all your misfortunes" Adena spoke, sniffing and rubbing the tears off her cheeks.

"When I asked you to speak, I didn't ask you to open your mouth and spew nonsense" he said, putting his Cigar in his mouth.

"You're getting married aren't you? Why don't you free me? Why don't you let me go and live your new life with your wife" she continued, her heart burning.

"I will decide that. I don't need your suggestion. I only need you to understand one thing. You're my slave, mine. You belong to me for the rest of your life, or until I decide to let you free" he said, puffing out smoke and sighing.

"My life is already miserable" Adena mumbled to herself and curled herself up, continuing her sobbing.

Logan rested his head on his pillow on fell asleep. Adena could barely sleep, she spent the whole night seething and wishing she could just die and be rid of her terrible life.

💢 11:00pm 💢

Adena heard some noise coming from Logan. She opened her eyes and saw him struggling in his sleep. He was having another nightmare, and there was nothing she could do since she was tied to his bed.

"Is there anyone there?!" She called out, looking at the door but no one answered her.

"Logan! Logan wake up! Logan!!" She tried waking him up but she knew that he wouldn't wake up. He was usually in extremely deep sleep every time he had these nightmares.

"What do I do now?" She bit her lip.

She looked around and found a per knife lying on the counter beside the bed. It was a bit far but she tried her best to reach for it with her elbow. She kept on knocking on the counter until the knife fell, along with other stuff on the counter.

She picked up the handle of the knife with her lips and proceeded to cut the ropes she was tied with. It took sometime but she finally freed herself and rushed to Logan who was still struggling on the bed.

He was tumbling and sweating, it seemed like a pretty intense nightmare. He was always vulnerable in that state and Adena couldn't stop herself from taking care of him, every single time.

She rushed into the bathroom and got some water, then she got a rag and used it to cool his temperature. She massaged his hair gently. She felt strange, watching him calm down and squirm in her arms. She felt her lips curving into a smile, his peace made her happy??

"What's happening to me?" She breathed out heavily, unable to realize why the man she is supposed to hate, keeps giving her goosebumps.. the good kind.

Since Logan was sleeping on her lap, she had no other choice but to sleep on his bed with him.

Adena woke up the next morning due to the loud clattering coming from downstairs. The wedding preparations has all the servants running to and fro to get things in order. It was just a week away.

Adena felt sad when she thought about it, Logan getting married to Delaney. She wasn't supposed to care, but she couldn't stop herself from caring.

Logan moved on her lap, and finally flickered his eyes open. He sprung up and glared at her, the peace on his face disappeared.

"How did you get free?" He asked.

"You're so ungrateful" Adena frowned.

"I hate to go through so much, to get free so that I could calm you down and yet you're yelling at me" Adena complained.

Logan found himself smiling at her cuteness.

"Thanks" he said and she gasped.

"Did you actually say that?" She asked, refusing to believe that the almighty Logan would ever open his mouth to thank someone, let alone his slave!

"Maybe I did"

"What causes your nightmares?" Adena couldn't help her curiosity. The way Logan's face turned pale after her question made her regret the question. She bit her lip and was about to get down from his bed when..

"I'll tell you, if you can handle it" he said. He managed to give Adena another shock because she couldn't believe he just said that.

Why was he being so lenient with her this morning?

Logan on the other hand, has always portrayed himself as hard and ruthless, nobody has ever had the courage to ask such things about him. He was amazed at Adena's bravery and was actually willing to tell her. Willing to show her his vulnerable side.

"Why wouldn't I be able to handle it?" She asked.

"Because even I can't handle it" he cringed and looked into her eyes. Adena noticed through his eyes that he was in a lot of pain, but she doesn't care right?

That's what she thought, that's what she tried to tell herself, but her heart kept pushing her, to get closer to him.

"You can tell me" she whispered.

"Well.."

"Logan!!" Delaney shrieked, bursting the doors open. Adena and Logan jerked from their positions.

Delaney fumed at what she just saw. Adena was sitting on Logan's bed, a feat she has been unable to achieve.

"We have to talk Logan" she said, shooting daggers at Adena.


"Logan, we are supposed to be planning our wedding, but here you are, messing around with a slave!" Delaney ranted, glaring at Logan with her hands on her waist. Logan sighed and rubbed his eyes tiredly. He still had a headache from last night's headache and Delaney pulling him out to the hallway to rant didn't make matters easier.

"Delaney, do you need anything?" Logan questioned, ignoring her statement.

"Yes, I need my husband to be to actually be interested in our wedding!" She demanded.

"Look Delaney, I've given you what you wanted haven't I? We're getting married. Go ahead and plan the wedding to your taste. I have other important things to attend to" Logan said in a stern tone and Delaney groaned.

She wanted his full attention, but he wasn't ready to give it to her. For the past few days, every event has Adena in the middle of it. It's always about her and it's making Delaney sick. She can't even remember the last time Logan called her into his room.

"What important things are you busy with huh? Attending to your slave? It bothers me you know, how much you're warming up to her" she said spitefully, tears forming in her eyes.

Why doesn't Logan see how much she loves him? Why is he hurting her so much?

"Mind your business Delaney. I will do whatever I want, whenever I want. For now, I have to get ready for work so get going" he said with a note of finality and went back into his room, leaving Delaney boiling in anger.

"So, are you going to tell me now?" Adena asked immediately he entered the room.

"Don't cross your boundaries Adena" he smirked, walking towards the bathroom without even lifting his eyes to look at her.

Sometimes he marvelled her. There were times when he would stare at her like she was the most interesting thing in the world.. and then other times, he didn't even bother to look at her, he would act cold and distant.

After a short shower, Logan came out from the bathroom, with a towel around his waist. The way the wet strands of hair rested on his face and the way his wet body glistened, made him look irresistible. Adena didn't even realize she was drooling, but he noticed and grinned.

As much as he hated to admit it, knowing that Adena admired him, was a whole new level of happiness.

"I'm off to work" he announced, putting his coat over his body and taking his suitcase.

"Remember you're not allowed to step out of this room. You can disobey me, if you want to find out what I'm capable of" he paused and corked his head to look at her pale figure, sitting in the corner.

"You won't only end up in a hospital this time, but in the morgue".

Adena gasped at this statement and he grinned before leaving.

Was he actually going to kill her?

.

"Why do you look so happy?" Delaney entered her room only to find Anastasia grinning and humming to herself.

"Why wouldn't I be? I'm finally rid of that Camilla who has been perching all over Damon for a while now" Anastasia replied with a sigh of relief.

"Now I'm certain that she won't ever show her face again because of her brother's enmity with Logan. I can relax and woo Damon again" she continued, throwing her head back in laughter.

"At least you're that lucky. Adena, that f*cking slave is slowly taking my man from me" Delaney hissed and fell into the bed.

"Don't be foolish Delaney. Logan is getting married to you in a few days, as soon as that happens, you'll be in control. He's always going to be yours as soon as you marry him so calm down" Anastasia assured. Delaney bit her lip and sighed.

She hoped that Anastasia was right and this wedding will take place. Once she was married to Logan, it would be the end of her problems, but she couldn't shake the feeling that things might not go as planned.

"I guess you're right" she sighed again.

"Yeah, don't worry baby girl. Logan is yours. Even if that slave tries anything funny, we'll be ready to give it to her, as hot as she wants it" Anastasia grinned.

"You mean kill her?"

"What else could I mean?"

"You're dangerous" Delaney scoffed.

"I learned from the best" Anastasia returned and they burst out laughing.

Delaney decided to go with the flow. If Logan decided not to marry her anymore, if he eventually falls for that slave, she would have no other option but to end Adena's life and leave Logan with no choice but to marry her.

💢 Somewhere In Europe 💢

"Tyson, you haven't eaten anything since today. Please eat!" Camilla urged, worried about her only brother's health.

He barely had enough to eat while he was in Logan's custody, and now again, he's refusing to eat.

"Food is not my problem my precious Camilla" he said and pulled her to seat beside him instead of standing. He brushed against her cheek lightly with his thumb and she smiled at him.

"I need to think of ways to get back everything that I have lost. My money and power, I need it back. You don't deserve a life of a pauper and I won't allow it" he said, his eyes diverting to the picture of their parents on the table.

He picked it up and stared at it, reminiscing about the past and memories he shared with his parents.

"I promised mom and dad, that I would take care of you. I promised them that you would leave like a queen. I must fulfil it" he said in a soft tone and dropped the picture in its original position.

"I know, but if you don't eat, how will you be alive to achieve all that?" Camilla asked.

"Haven't you heard? Man shall not live by bread alone" he said, quoting the Bible.

Camilla arched a brow at him. Tyson had told her once, that he didn't believe in God or in the bible, so she found it funny that he was quoting the the same bible that he didn't believe in.

"I need to get my revenge on Logan"

Now this came as a shock to Camilla.

"Revenge?" She sprung to her feet with furrowed eyebrows.

"Oh my gosh! Haven't you had enough? How will getting revenge on him bring back all that you have lost?" Camilla was furious at his brother's new found thirst for revenge.

"Yes it will! Logan took everything from me, his father, took everything from our father! If I get him out of the way, we will finally have everything. Because I'm next in line to inherit everything!" Tyson yelled, his fingers curling into fists.

"The last time that you tried to attack him, see where it landed you.. what makes you think you'll succeed this time?" She crossed her arms under her breasts and glared at him.

"Because of you my dear, you're going to help me this time" Tyson smiled at Camilla, the smile seemed suspicious to Camilla.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Think about it Cam, you have Logan's best friend and the closest person to him, wrapped around your fingers.. I'm talking about Damon" Tyson smirked. Camilla gasped when she realized where he was driving at.

"Hell no!! Absolutely no freaking way!!" She yelled, moving away from him.

"Calm down Camilla"

"Don't tell me to calm down! You want me to manipulate Damon?! I won't! Besides I won't be able to. Damon is as loyal as a dog to Logan!" Camilla yelled, fuming.

"But he loves you, obviously he's crazy about you and would do anything for you. If he truly loves you, he will do whatever you tell him" Tyson sounded like a maniac.. he had gone crazy over his revenge against Logan.

"No, I can't. I can't do that to a man I love. Forget it!"

"Camilla. Think about it this way. If you do this, you'll not only be helping me, but you'll be helping yourself. You and Damon can't be together because of this feud, but if you can get him on our side, he'll be yours forever" Tyson said, trying to convince his sister.

"Damon is the only one close enough to Logan, who can finish him off without traces" he added.

Tears rolled down Camilla's eyes as the words coming from her brother pierced her. How could she do that to Damon? What if she mentioned it to him and it leads him to hate her forever?

On the other hand, Tyson is her only family, he had never refused her anything, he has always been there for her. This was a tough decision to make.

"I don't think Damon will fall for it" she shook her head.

"Trust me darling, he will. He loves you" Tyson assured.

Camilla knew that Damon won't betray Logan, so she had another plan up her sleeves. A plan that could see the end of this ridiculous feud. A plan that may or may not cost lives.