Feeling devastated, helpless and suicidal, Logan had no choice but to reveal the truth to Debra, the lady he is madly in love with. He is the bastard who raped and got her pregnant years ago and now he has to pay for his sins.
Feeling devastated, helpless and suicidal, Logan had no choice but to reveal the truth to Debra, the lady he is madly in love with. He is the bastard who raped and got her pregnant years ago and now he has to pay for his sins.
1 THS BEGINNING
With five glasses of wine in his system, Logan picked up his jacket and turned to leave when he felt a hand grabbing him by the waist. He felt another hand embrace him from the front and another from the side.
"Please don't leave us, give us a ride or something." Logan heard one of them whisper.
Exhaling in frustration, Logan freed himself from them and without a word, he continued heading to the door of the club, but the three ladies followed him until he got to the door.
He stopped just before his guard and turned to face the ladies who moved back a little.
"Get lost," he rasped before handing his suit over to his guard and leaving for his car parked outside.
His guard ran to open the back door of the car, and Logan went into the back seat.
"I need to know my schedules for tomorrow, Larry," Logan inquired.
Getting into the front seat beside the driver, Larry, his guard, hanged his suit and turned to face him.
"Dinners, they are all dinners with top female celebrities," Larry announced.
Logan let out a huff in annoyance and frustration. His father, his father has been sending him to girls and vice versa, and they are all for one thing, his father wants him to produce an heir, more like a puppet he could use for his selfish games and Logan has refused to obey his wishes.
"What will you do, sir? Will you attend to them?" Larry asked out of curiosity.
After keeping quiet for a while, Logan groaned out a yes.
"I have to, I have no other choice," Logan replied.
"Okay sir," Larry nodded and turned to the driver. "You may leave now."
Getting home, Logan made to head to his room when a maid ran to him.
"Sir, it's urgent." The maid called.
"What is it?"
"It's madam..." The maid tried explaining, but Logan ran off at full speed towards the direction of his sick mother's room.
Getting to the entrance, Logan saw several guards there, his father's guards. He looked into the room through the door's opening to find his father sitting by the bedside of his mother.
What is he doing in there? Logan thought and watched as his father took his hand to his mother's neck.
Being alerted, Logan made to rush into the room, but the guards at the entrance held him to prevent him from going in.
"Fûck, let go of me," Logan yelled at them angrily, but they all kept holding him tightly.
"Jack, I'm going to kill you if you do anything to my mother," Logan vowed.
His father, Jack, stood up and walked to the entrance. Seeing the desperation, and fear in his son's eyes makes him anxious but annoyed at the same time.
His son was not supposed to have those feelings. He is not supposed to feel those ways. If only he was born without feelings, then it could have been great, perfect. Jack thought.
"You are back," Jack quietly mumbled.
"What are you doing to my mother, you bastard?" Logan grunted.
"Nothing much, I only came here to check up on my lovely wife. I came to see if she was dying, I'd love to see her die, but I can't kill her quite yet, I need her, I need her in other to control you. It's a shame, she's the only one I can use to control you." Jack shook his head in regret.
"I could have got her pregnant twice before making her bedridden, I regret not doing that."
"You are just a lunatic, if you touch her again, I promise that I'll kill you with my hands," Logan swore.
Jack smirked and closed the door behind him.
"Lock the door and hand me the key," Jack ordered one of his men, and the man locked it.
"You will only see your mother's face again when you do what I asked you to do. I asked for a grandchild, but you are yet to give me that." Jack told.
"I won't give you what you want, you'll never get it." Logan promised.
"It's a shame then, will you endure it? Can you endure not being able to see her face for a week? A month? A year?" Jack laughed, a sick laugh.
"You are just being crazy," Logan grunted and tried freeing himself from Jack's man, but they tightened their grip on him.
"Tell your men to let go of me!" Logan demanded.
"Let go of him," Jack ordered, and his men left him.
Logan grabbed hold of Jack's neck and held him tightly.
"Hand over the keys now!" Logan screamed into his face.
It's true, he can't do without seeing his mother. His mother is his life, his everything. His mother is the only reason he is still humane, the only reason his father's demons haven't fully consumed him.
The only reason he still feels certain emotions. If he stops seeing his mother, there is no telling what he'll turn to.
"Let's make a deal, let's make a deal," Jack said amidst the choking.
"You know I won't easily hand over the keys, so let's make a deal. Sleep with at least two of the ladies I've prepared for you to meet tomorrow, and you'll get the keys to her room." Jack proposed.
"I'll hand it over," Jack promised, and Logan slowly let go of his neck.
Jack started coughing seriously once he was free.
"You didn't have to hold me so tight, I'm still your father, you know." Jack coughed.
Logan didn't say a word and just turned around to go back to his room.
Back in his room, he met Larry standing there, waiting for him.
"Sir, I have something I need to tell you." Larry started.
"What is it?" Logan frowned, not liking the serious expression he had.
"It's about those ladies tomorrow. I found out the identity of two of them, one is a strip model and the other is a pornstar.
Both ladies are worldly known to be the best seductress, sir you need to be careful tomorrow." Larry informed.
"I'll meet with those two then, you can dismiss the rest. And I won't only be meeting with them, I'll do it according to Jack's wishes." Logan said, making Larry's mouth drop open.
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