Chapter 21: Chapter 21

She could do this.

After all, what's the worst that could happen? Okay, maybe that wasn't the most appropriate question to ask, since the last time she had ended up humiliated in a room full of people. But still, she needed to open that door. She'd been standing there, doorknob in hand, for countless minutes since she'd finally been satisfied with her software progress that day. Logan even said that she was brave enough going to the agency that afternoon, even if her heart was heavy with the idea of meeting Liam and Suzan and reliving that whole night all over again, just by looking at them. Fortunately, neither of them was around when she arrived. But her friends were.

And she felt awful for keeping herself so distant since the night of the party. Of course, they had all sent her numerous messages of support and wanting to know how she was doing, terribly worried. However, between spending days wallowing in her grief and then suddenly finding herself hatching a plan for revenge, while spending the entire weekend madly fucking Logan until they both passed out from exhaustion, Missy hadn't had much time to think about those other aspects of her life. your life. Still, seeing Simon, Lucy, Angela, and Emily again had done not just her heart good, but her confidence a little bit as well.

The four of them had been excitedly supportive of her dating Logan, happy that she was apparently getting over Liam so quickly, not seeming to suspect that it was all just an act. In fact, Emily had even made a strange comment, theorizing that Logan's bad mood lately was the result of "the jealousy he felt when he saw her with Liam" and that, now, he was a completely different man, judging for the way he was incredibly more smiling and patient with people – with the exception of Liam and Suzan. Of course, Missy knew that was part of the theater: Logan had assured her he would be convincing about being in love with her. But even so, there was a foolish part of her that had been overjoyed to learn that Logan had changed his ways so much, nurturing an unfounded hope within her that maybe he really was sincerely happy to have her by his side—maybe , even, feeling something beyond desire and attraction. Who knows, maybe affection or friendship... After all, he was extremely affectionate with her and they were getting along very well – even outside of bed.

It was silly, she knew, but the seed of that silly hope that had started her to start deluding herself into thinking that maybe there really was something special about the way Logan treated her had been born that last Saturday, when he'd shown her just how much sex could do. be extraordinary and then spent the entire Sunday with her, leaving only for half an hour to get a change of clothes and then returning, not just to the apartment, but back inside it. And, even amidst all the wild, non-stop sex, still Logan had been nothing more than sweet, gentle, and caring-except, of course, when he wasn't leaving his finger prints on her skin as he fucked her mercilessly, how she found out she liked it. Even on Sunday morning and that Monday morning, when she'd woken up to that sweet ache between her legs, he'd already been sitting on the side of her bed, watching her sleep, a tray of breakfast ready for her.

It was almost crazy to think of how she had suddenly gone from someone completely inexperienced and fearful about sex, to this willful woman and always eager to feel him reach the deepest, most needy places inside her. Just a simple touch from him and his legs were instantly apart, begging for one more heavenly orgasm. Or would it be better to say demanding? After all, how many times since Saturday night had she not woken Logan while the poor man was just trying to take a quick nap to recover from marathon sex, with his cock between his hands or in his mouth, or sometimes even already riding him, simply taking what she wanted?

Fortunately, Logan seemed more than satisfied with nurturing that new wanton nature within her, as he had accompanied her with redoubled courage on all those occasions. Maybe she would have to receive the title of nymphomaniac soon, but Logan would certainly have to be decorated too. It was simply amazing how, since Saturday, she hadn't seen his penis return to its resting state again. That huge cock had been oscillating between two states: semi-hard and what she liked to call "insatiable." Logan, however, upon realizing that she had noticed her “condition”, just smirked and said that that was new to him too: that her member now lived in a state of constant excitement because of her.

- If you hadn't introduced me to that sweet little pot of honey... - he had purred in her ear once, when she was on all fours on the bed, as he invaded her from behind, making her feel even tighter inside her stomach. It's gone - My dick wouldn't always be so desperate for one more taste.

God, it had only been hours since she'd last had him, but she already felt completely ready again. That very morning, she had barely stopped him from working, wishing she could keep his mouth devouring her for the rest of the day. But Logan was right: She couldn't just spend months shut up in her apartment and inside herself, hoping the pain and all the other bad feelings would magically disappear. It would be difficult, it was true, and she would probably still spend a lot of time reliving Liam's words in her mind and feeling them hurt her, but even so, she needed to start trying to overcome all that... She needed to take a step towards front...

And mostly, she really needed to open that door.

Taking a deep breath to try to gather courage, Missy finally left her office, walking slowly, incredibly attentive to everything around her, like a frightened deer. Fortunately, there was no one she met on her way to Logan's office and she could feel relief wash over her almost physically when she found herself in front of Simon's desk.

- Hi, Missy. – He greeted her, his friendly smile with a touch of malice – Did you come to see someone?

- I don't think I'm fooling anyone, do I? – She gave an embarrassed smile, blushing a little – Could it be that he's already free? she asked, looking at the clock beside Simon's computer. She and Logan had made the appointment so he could leave early and they could spend “some time together”; not that there was any mystery about what they were going to do once they were alone, but she had been genuinely surprised when Logan had told her he would be leaving hours before his normal workday ended. In the months he'd worked there, she'd never seen him leave early, or take time off, or even miss any day of work. In fact, she doubted he'd done any of those things since the day the agency was founded.

And Missy couldn't stop her heart from getting a little warmer at the thought that he was doing this just to be with her.

- Oh, yes, he's in a meeting with Devon, but I'm sure they'll be over by now. – Simon organized some papers around him, before pressing the intercom button – He'll probably stop whatever he's doing when he knows you're here, regardless of anything. The man is dying to see you. - He confided, making Missy's heart warm a little more - He didn't stop asking, the whole afternoon, if you had stopped by. I don't know how I never realized he was crushing on you. - Simon laughed - Now it seems so obvious, with all those excuses he kept making, so he could see you... - Missy frowned, not understanding what he was referring to, but, before he could ask, his friend was already there. was just talking to the device, obviously in good spirits – Mr. Knight, Ms. Sutton is here.

- Missy! – Logan's obviously happy, almost relieved voice through the device, automatically brought a huge smile to her face as well – I'll be there in a minute! – apparently, he was talking more to her than to Simon, which made them both laugh, when Logan quickly hung up.

- I think he smiled more this week than in all the five years I've worked here! - Her friend continued to laugh - Do you believe that ...

- Well, well, well, look who's here... - Instinctively, Missy felt her stomach turn as soon as that voice interrupted them. Shoulders tense, she didn't even turn to face Suzan, keeping her eyes downcast until that woman appeared before her, blue eyes sweeping over her with acid judgment, just as they had in the restaurant and in those moments during the party, before to humiliate her – You had everyone so worried, Mel, dear… – Suzan casually leaned back on one of the corners of Simon's table, using exactly the same falsely sweet voice from the night of the party, when she showed the video to everyone – He left so suddenly, without letting me and Liam explain ourselves... - she lamented, hurt - We both felt so bad... But obviously you didn't care that much about that relationship, did you? Since it was that easy for you to punch the man you supposedly loved and then leave him for another. – Suzan studied her nails, before looking at her through her lashes, her tone sounding accusatory.

- Why don't you go spit poison somewhere else, Foster? - Simon growled, something extremely uncharacteristic to your usually smiling and pleasant friend – I can't believe how cold-blooded you have to be here, saying these things. Leave Missy alone and go be with that other traitor before Mr. Knight pick you up here. We both know he doesn't need any more incentives to finally fire you…' He gave a smug, satisfied smile.

- Well, I'm just trying to prove that I'm not the villain of the story, as everyone seems to think. – Suzan shrugged, still with her attention focused on Missy, staring at her with irony – After all, the beloved and sweet Missy didn't even give us the opportunity to explain ourselves, before finding some... Fun, in the arms of the boss himself. Good to know you're not suffering so much, dear. - The evil smile she opened aroused in Missy not only pain, but also, surprisingly, an almost uncontrollable revolt.

- What did you want to explain to me? – She asked, before she could stop herself; her voice, thankfully, instead of weak and whiny, sounded low and dangerous, because of the anger that was blocking her throat – That they were humiliating me behind my back and wanted me not to bother, when they did that in the middle of a crowd?

- Oh, honey, I never meant to humiliate you. I just set things straight. – Suzan shrugged, with an innocent expression – Liam and I fell in love the moment we met, but we kept it a secret so as not to hurt you, Mel! – She smiled, falsely affectionate, and approached a little, trying to put her hand on her shoulder, but Missy quickly took a step back, disgusted – Oh, come on, Mel, honey. – Suzan straightened up, rolling her eyes, as her smile wavered – You're always so understanding. I know it can be in that situation too. I just wanted there to be no doubts, not for you, not for all those people. We wanted to finally own up to our love, and since you seemed so in love with Liam, I thought it would take something big for you to finally realize that he was in love with me and was only staying with you out of pity. Despite everything he said, I always knew he was wrong about one thing…' She finally managed a smile without bothering to mask how she was enjoying the moment. “Of course you'd take a rejection.

“Everyone whined so much about how we sucked just for being honest, but here you are, honey. – she waved at Missy as a whole with obvious mockery – He heard some necessary truths and is here firm and fit. You obviously realized it was a necessary evil, didn't you? Even because... Let's face it, it's not that difficult to understand Liam's motives... - Suzan gave a malicious laugh - In the end, all men are looking for the same thing, right? As pious as they are, no one is really able to put up with certain companies for very long... But maybe you haven't learned that lesson yet, have you, dear? – she looked deep into her eyes darkly – Do you need Mr. Knight to teach you this? Maybe I can help again...

- If you really think Logan and Liam are alike in any way, then you really don't know either one. - Missy interrupted her, already completely fed up with hearing all those things in silence - Do you really think you can speak as if you had done me a favor? Forcing me to listen to all those horrible things in front of dozens of people? How can you be so cruel? What did I do to you that you need to do that to me anyway? - Missy panted, feeling suffocated - Why not just talk to me, if you were so in love? Seeing me being humiliated was that much fun for you?

- Oh, honey, believe me... The way you dress and act, you never needed anyone but yourself to humiliate you. – Suzan laughed – Me and Liam were nice to you. We laughed when you couldn't see us, instead of in front of you.

- You're so disgusting... - Simon muttered behind her, clearly enraged - Don't listen to her, Missy. That's just repression, because she's seething with envy from the inside, now that she's stuck with that idiot Newton, while you have the man she always wanted to conquer in the palm of her hand! he teased, earning a death glare from Suzan.

- Oh, please! – Suzan snarled, with the mask of falsehood that she had been trying to keep finally falling – Do you really think anyone will buy that? As if Logan Knight would really be interested in someone as sly and ridiculous as you! Do you need to hear what Liam always said about you again, sweetheart, to understand that it's all true? Which is what everyone, especially men, think? – Suzan laughed, with no humor in her voice, just anger and mockery – Do you think I don't know that his stuck-up little sister should have asked him to do that? Or maybe you weren't able to thinking about it and really believed that he might be interested in you? – she laughed even more, realizing that she had hit a wound inside Missy, no matter how much she was trying to hide it – Oh, Mel, dear, you really need a few more shocks of reality to start seeing yourself, don't you? Honestly, was it a joke that you thought a handsome man like Liam would actually want something serious with a nerdy virgin idiot like you, now Logan Knight? – Her laughter was getting louder – How stupid can a person be…?

- Foster! – Logan's furious scream cut through the air, sounding almost like thunder, making everyone jump – Get away from her!

Taken aback, still lost in the anguish Suzan's words had awakened within her, Missy suddenly found herself being hidden behind Logan's broad back, who was glaring at the woman across from them with an almost murderous fury.

- Come on, Logan... - Suzan purred, her face becoming innocent - I was just...

- How many times do I have to say that I don't accept being called anything but Mr. Knight, Foster? – he interrupted her, with a furious growl – May I know why you are bothering my girlfriend, instead of working? – Logan shook his head a little, staring at Missy with a gleam of expectation – Should I report her for moral harassment to HR, love?

- What?! - Suzan roared, again free of falsehood due to anger - So now I'm going to be fired just for talking to that... - She was interrupted, when Logan turned his eyes, bloodshot with hate, to her.

- Keep going, Foster! - he snarled, the muscles rigid under his jacket, like a beast ready to attack - Continue what you were going to say about Missy, so I can have a reason to fire her for just cause!

Suzan quickly straightened up, although from the bulging, pulsing vein in her slender neck, it was pretty clear that she was swallowing an absurd amount of hate to keep herself so calm. Finally, she finally spoke again, through clenched teeth, leaning in just enough so that she could shoot an enraged, venomous glare in Missy's direction.

- It won't be necessary, Mr. Knight... - Suzan gave a tiny evil smile - I'm sure that soon our dear Mel will realize that I'm right. – strangely, she shifted her eyes to Logan, increasing that smile – We all know how good I am at making the truth come out, don't we? She blinked, immediately arousing even more of Logan's fury.

- Get out! – Logan roared, possessed, taking a menacing step forward – Before I lose my temper...!

- Logan! – Missy hurried to hold his arm, stroking the taut muscles, trying to calm him down – No, please… – she begged, gently bringing his face towards hers and, as always, the green eyes opened. immediately became kinder when they found her - She's not worth it. – Missy said with conviction, not even bothering to look in Suzan's direction, before kissing his lips gently.

Logan, however, turned that innocent touch into a deep, burning kiss, so intoxicating that she only remembered they were in the middle of the agency when Suzan let out an indignant roar, starting to march away from there, as if that scene had been too much for her to bear.

-I could guarantee that neither of them would ever work in this town again... - Logan growled against her mouth, when the two finally broke apart due to lack of air - Actually, I should have done that a long time ago...

- I agree. – Simon whispered discreetly, absentmindedly typing on his computer, although it was quite obvious that the two of them were listening to him very well.

- It's tempting… – she admitted, with a sad smile – But then… – she pretended to hide her face on his shoulder, so she could whisper in his ear – How could we follow the plan, if they weren't here anymore? to see us?

Logan grumbled, clearly displeased that she was right, and just held her tighter for a while, before sighing heavily, as if trying to calm the anger that was obviously still burning inside him, and turning to Simon.

- Let me know if you see one of those two idiots taking even one step out of line... And put Emily in Foster's shoes in whatever job comes her way. – Now it was his turn to kiss her hair, just to be able to whisper in her ear – With revenge or without revenge, nobody talks like that to you and gets away with it.

The strange shiver of excitement that had run through her when he'd said that remained stirring her pussy even as they said good-bye to Simon and made their way to the elevator, Logan keeping a firm, almost possessive grip on her waist. Yet even his presence couldn't clear what Suzan had said from her mind. Because, in part, she was right. Part of her relationship with Logan stemmed from the fact that he was sorry for what she'd been through and was mercifully helping her get revenge. It was a reality that made her chest ache, certainly, but it was a reality she had already accepted. But would Megan really be able to ask Logan to do that? Her sister wouldn't deceive her like that, would she? She had looked genuinely surprised when Missy had told her about the plan, so it was probably just another attempt by Suzan to try and make her feel bad, but still...

- What did she tell you? - Logan sighed heavily, when they were already in the elevator, going down to the reception. Surprised, she just stared at him - I know that look on your face, Missy. – He caressed her cheek, worried – It means you're doubting yourself. Come on, tell me what that snake said, so I can show you how it's all a big lie.

The determination in his voice made her laugh a little – It wasn't a big deal, she just… – Missy swallowed hard, trying to convince herself that if she hadn't cried in front of Suzan and all the things she'd said, then surely wouldn't cry in front of Logan - She said some things... Making it sound like she and Liam were right to do what they did to me... Because they loved each other and... Because I'm just too ridiculous for a man to want be by my side. And someone had to show me this. - that last part came out as a whisper from inside her tight throat.

-Oh, Missy… - Logan took her face between his hands, bringing their foreheads together while looking deep into her eyes – They are nothing but two big pieces of shit. – he snarled, again deeply enraged – What they did to you was nothing but terrible evil. And I'm not just talking about that degrading night, but also the betrayal. They are the only ridiculous ones in this story. Ridiculous and motherfuckers. But do not worry. – A malicious smile appeared on his face – I bet that soon this “love” will become hell. Not just seeing us together, but also because two narcissistic and greedy people like them won't be able to stand each other's company for long, especially when they realize that one has nothing to offer the other. Nothing but bad company, of course. - He kissed the tip of her nose with extreme kindness - Now, tell me. Did she say anything else?

God, sometimes it felt like he could read her mind. Knowing she had no escape from this, since Logan obviously wasn't going to let the matter go until she was honest with him, Missy admitted, crestfallen.

- She... She said you became my boyfriend out of pity. That you're just being pious by becoming my boyfriend... And... Because my sister probably asked you to get involved with me to comfort me. – She swallowed hard, trying to blink the tears away from her eyes as she stared at him – I know the first part is true, but… You and Megan wouldn't do that… Would you? Her questioning sounded more like she was begging him to deny it.

- Missy... – Logan gasped, shocked – Of course not. Megan had no idea what I was planning until you told her yourself. Neither I, much less her, would be capable of doing something so low, deceiving you like that... - Something strange flickered in his eyes, but it was gone as quickly as it came, especially because in the next second he wrapped his arms around her waist, grabbing her wrist so he could press her hand to the growing erection in his pants, making her moan – And if after everything we've done since Saturday night, you still think I'm with you out of pity, then I didn't fuck. or spoiled you right. – He growled against her ear, distributing kisses on the sensitive curve of her neck right after – I'm with you simply because I want to be, Missy. Because I've literally been crazy about you since the first time I saw you. You said you think I'm being pious, but you couldn't be more wrong. – He moved his head just enough to face her, his intense green eyes shining with sincerity – I was nothing more than selfish when I suggested this revenge plan. I know maybe this isn't the most romantic thing I could say to you, but the truth is that I just saw an opportunity to finally have you for myself... And I took it. Being able to teach Newton and Foster a lesson in the process and avenge what they did to you was just a bonus. Because the truth, Missy… – he kissed her lightly – It's just that I had already reached my limit a long time ago. Even before that night, I was determined to win you over, with or without your asshole ex-boyfriend standing in my way.

- Yeah... - she blinked, stunned - It's so hard to believe... To believe that you've always wanted... - Missy stammered, embarrassed - I just... I can't see what could lead you to be interested in me.

- Well... - he kept her firmly pressed against him, as the doors opened and the two left the elevator towards the car - I have the whole night, and many others to come, to finally make her see . – he opened the passenger door for her, with a mischievous smile – And, soon, you'll see that the reason why I want you is quite obvious.

Blushing, she tried to change the subject, quickly getting in the car – Hmmm… And where are we going?

- To my house. – he replied, as soon as he sat in the driver's seat, that crooked smile becoming even more salacious – I've been thinking about making love to you in my bed all day. And besides... - he massaged her thigh through her pants, making her moan - I still haven't forgotten what we talked about you starting to please yourself.