It was George!
Logan cursed. However, Elena didn’t know what was happening with her hands waving in the air wildly, “I am too hot.”
Elena opened her eyes, which were flooded with tears and she was going to cry.
"Logan..." Elena called his name with a sweet voice, softening his heart. He clenched his fists, trying to ignore the person in front of him.
Elena, who couldn’t get his response, wailed in aggravation, "Logan, don’t you want me?"
"Yes." He reached out his hands and held hers, shaking his head.
Elena got up and hugged him, seemingly not hearing what he said at all, still crying, "My daddy doesn't want me, Jeremy doesn't want me, and now, you don't want me..."
"I won’t, I only want you." When he spoke again, his voice was muffled, suppressing himself fiercely.
Elena shook her head, "But I'm dying, I feel so bad, what should I do?"
What should I do?
Logan wanted to ask the same question. George just left with Elena behaving like this.
"Well, if you ignore me, then I'll ignore you!" Elena released him and complained, When she was drugged, she seemed to be extremely childish.
Elena’s look was tempting. She turned around and tried to look at him, but the warmth that rose from her body made her feel more aggravated, tears running wildly from her cheek.
She had never cried in front of him before. This was the first time, and Logan’s heart ached so much that he couldn't help but hold her into his arms.
"Elena!" Logan's hug tightened, almost as if he was taking her into his own blood and bones, "What am I going to do with you!"
Elena bit her lips, her sanity already collapsing, "Logan..."
Logan’s hands froze. Elena was disgruntled for not getting a respond from him. She kissed his lip with revenge, and when Logan came to realize it, he already held her head with his hands and gained the initiative.
"The first time was an accident, this time, I don't want you to regret." Logan's hands caressed her face and Elena came into his arms, "I don't regret it."
The fours words finally broke Logan’s defense.
The distance between them was getting closer...
The sunlight came through the window onto the bed, spreading on them, who were clinging to each other. Elena slowly opened her eyes. The handsome face magnified in front of her made her sit up violently, stretching her back and waist and sucking in a cold breath of pain.
"Hiss." Elena said when covering her sore back.
The man on the side was awakened, his dark eyes falling on her body, tinged with smile.
Elena was surprised. She looked at him and then at herself, "You... me..."
Logan forcefully took her into his arms with his big hands again, holding her down to keep her from moving, his lazy voice falling, "Do you remember what happened last night?"
Last night?
Before she could react, the memories kept flooding back to her like a tidal and Elena's face was instantly flushed!
Oh, my God! What did she do last night? She was too active sexually! And she even…
She couldn't even think back!
"Huh...." Logan smiled and rubbed her head, "Does it still hurt?"
"No... it doesn't hurt anymore!"
Elena pushed him away and jumped out of bed, not daring to look at him at all, "I remembered I had to go to the office, so I'll get up first!"
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