LOGINAudrey's POV
Hepburn was my family name, and whoever this man standing in front of me was, he knew me far too well. "You're seriously getting on my nerves right now!" My voice came out louder than I intended and I didn't care. "I have had enough for one day. I caught my husband in my own living room getting a blowjob from my own cousin, I am mentally exhausted, and I cannot afford to play hide and seek with a stranger in a hotel room." I stepped closer, finger pointed directly at his chest. "Tell me who you are. Right now.” He looked down at my finger, then back up at me with that same infuriating calm. "You're so damn sexy when you're angry," he said. I almost screamed. "I swear to God—" "Good to see you again, sister-in-law." Everything inside me went completely still. My breath hitched sharply as I stumbled back a step, my eyes widening as the truth slammed into me all at once. “Logan?” My voice came out uneven, almost breaking under the weight of it. “You’re… you’re supposed to be…” “Dead?” he finished, that same small, almost mocking smile appearing again. A chill ran through me as I stared at him like he was something impossible. “Did I just…” I swallowed, my throat suddenly dry as my mind struggled to catch up. “Did I just have sex with a ghost?” He laughed softly, shaking his head. “I’ve never heard of any ghost that can make a woman come apart the way you just did,” "I don't know what's worse," I said, pressing my fingers against my temple. "The fact that you've apparently been dead for Sixyears and you're suddenly standing here, or the fact that I just slept with my brother-in-law." "That's about to change," he said. I frowned. "What does that mean?” "It means I know everything that's been happening in that sham you call a marriage," he said quietly. "I came back with one purpose, and that purpose includes making sure you're not collateral damage when everything falls apart.” I folded my arms. "I don't remember asking for a guardian angel, and I certainly didn't ask you to monitor my life from whatever corner of the world you've been hiding in." "I'm just using one stone to kill two birds," he said. "You get your freedom, I get my revenge on Matteo” "Revenge on your brother…” "Matteo is not my brother." The words came out sharp and final. "No brother would arrange to have his own blood killed over inheritance. He knew our father's will gave me the greater share and he decided to remove me permanently.” "I don't believe you." "Yes you do," he said quietly. "You've lived with him for Sixyears, you know what he is capable of” I hated that I couldn't immediately argue with that. "Even if that's true, what does it have to do with me?” "Because I need one thing from you to make this work." "What thing?" "Marry me." I blinked. "I'm sorry?" "A contract marriage, one year, fully on your terms. After twelve months you walk away with whatever you want." I laughed, loud and slightly hysterical. "I'm married. To your brother." "And that marriage," he said calmly, "was designed to keep you as a placeholder while your parents quietly built a future for Kylie. They've been embarrassed by you for years, Audrey, and they made a decision a long time ago about who they actually wanted carrying the family image forward.” The laughter died instantly. "You're lying." "Months ago, your family approached a company to negotiate a major brand deal," "The company has an international modelling division and a luxury maternity and baby product line launching globally next year. Your family came with a full proposal, they wanted Kylie to be the face of both campaigns." He paused. "They never mentioned your name once.” My vision blurred slightly at the edges. "And the reason they chose a maternity campaign specifically," he added, "is because Kylie is pregnant. She's carrying Matteo's child” The room felt very small suddenly and my heart began to pound so hard I could feel it in my throat. "This is insane," I whispered. "I don't… my parents wouldn't…how do you even know any of this?" He reached into his jacket and placed a card on the dresser between us. I looked down at it. Logan A. Williams. Chief Executive Officer. Lowill Group. My brain took several seconds to process what my eyes were reading. My brother-in-law… was the secret CEO of the biggest company in the world. "How…" I looked up at him slowly, completely lost for words. "How is this even possible? You've been gone for Sixyears." "Sixyears is a lot of time for change,"he said simply. "This is your chance, Audrey." He closed the space between us slowly, his voice dropping low. "Everything that has been done to you, by Matteo, by your parents, by Kylie, you have the power to make every single one of them pay for it” I swallowed hard. "And what exactly do I get out of this beyond revenge?” He tilted his head slightly, something darkening in his eyes in a way that sent heat straight down my spine. "Protection," he said. "Your inheritance and the chance to finally exist without apology” He stepped closer, close enough that I could feel the warmth coming off his body. "And me." My breath hitched. “Your body is sin itself and there are a lot of dirty things I want to do to you, you're going to get…365 days of raw sex, however and wherever you want it” He paused, a sly grin tugging at his lips. “I must warn you, though… don’t get too obsessed with me. I don’t want you falling in love.” I arched an eyebrow, stepping closer, unafraid. “Oh, trust me,” I said, my voice daring, “the one who’s going to fall… might just be you.” “So,” he said finally, his gaze locking onto mine. “what do you say, Audrey? Deal?”Logan's POVEvery instinct in my body screamed at me to force the door open. Instead, I held up a fist and everyone behind me stopped. Silence settled over the tunnel once again, as the faint voice came a second time.It was weak, broken, and impossible to make out. John's breathing grew heavier beside me."You heard it too," John whispered and I nodded once."It wasn't mechanical,” I muttered."No,” John replied."It was a person,” I added."I can force it,” the officer working on the keypad said, as he glanced over his shoulder."Too loud," I replied."We don't know what's waiting on the other side,” he muttered.He returned to the keypad, pulling a small electronic device from his vest.The tiny screen flickered to life as wires disappeared beneath the access panel."Give me three minutes,” the officer said.I looked back down the tunnel and there was nothing. There were no footsteps, there was no movement. Everywhere was just too quiet.It was almost as if whoever had built this
Logan's POV The order rippled across every radio channel."Charlie Team, maintain visual, no contact, no confrontation,” I ordered."Understood," came the immediate reply."If the man with the backpack is only carrying equipment, then he's expendable,” I said, turning to John."You think he's a courier,” John said, as he frowned."I think he's the lowest person in the chain,” I replied."And the higher-ups?" John asked."They won't expose themselves unless they believe the route is secure,” I muttered."The jammer just went offline,” Kimmie said, looking up from her laptop.Every head snapped toward her immediately."What?" I muttered and she refreshed the screen."The interference stopped six seconds ago,” she said and I stared at the monitor."They're moving,” I muttered."Or they've finished what they came to do," John said.Neither possibility was encouraging. The technician monitoring the ground sensors spoke again."Movement,” the technician said."Where?" I asked."The western
Logan's POVBy noon, every member of the surveillance team was in position.The abandoned psychiatric hospital looked exactly like the photographs had suggested, forgotten by the world.Nature had reclaimed most of it, vines climbed cracked brick walls, broken windows stared back like empty eyes.The iron gates had collapsed years ago, leaving only rusted hinges swaying in the breeze.From a distance, it looked lifeless. That was precisely what bothered me.Places that were truly abandoned didn't consume fuel every night. They didn't receive armored vehicles and they certainly didn't attract Victor Hale."Status,” I said as I lowered the binoculars.The command crackled through my earpiece."Team Alpha in position.""Bravo in position.""Charlie covering the eastern access road."I looked toward the tree line. John stood a few feet away, studying the property through his own binoculars.Neither of us had spoken much during the drive. There wasn't much left to say.The truth was somewh
Logan's POVSleep had become a luxury.Not because I couldn't close my eyes, but because every time I did, another piece of the puzzle shifted.Victor Hale wasn't running anymore, he was retreating. There was a difference.A man who ran wanted to survive, a man who retreated already knew where he was going. That made him far more dangerous.The conference room at Lowill Group headquarters was quiet when I walked in just after six in the morning.John was already there, standing beside the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking downtown Los Angeles. Without turning around, he spoke."Did Audrey sleep?" John asked and I nodded."Eventually,” I said."And you?" he asked and I smiled faintly."I watched her,” I replied.He turned to face me, studying me for a long moment."You love her,” he said.It wasn't a question. Months ago, I would have denied it. The contract, the revenge, that had been the plan.Now… There wasn't a contract in the world strong enough to explain what Audrey had becom
Matteo's POVPeople always assumed power came from money. They were wrong, money bought influence.Power came from information; information ruined reputations; information started wars; information buried men long before they reached a grave.I stared at the city through the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office, a glass of whiskey untouched in my hand.Los Angeles glittered beneath the night sky. Ordinarily, I enjoyed this view, but tonight, it looked like a battlefield.My phone buzzed and there was one message. “The Hargroves searched Margaret Doyle's apartment.”That was too late. I just deleted the message immediately. Someone else had already cleaned the apartment before the Hargroves arrived.That wasn't my work, it wasn't Victor's either, which meant someone else was still protecting the truth.That thought unsettled me. I hated unknown players.A knock sounded at my office door."Come in,” I said and Grant, my head of corporate security, stepped inside."They're moving faster
Audrey's POVThe photograph lay on the conference table like a live grenade.Matteo and Victor Halenstanding less than three feet apart.Not by accident, not in passing.They were obviously talking. Logan was the first to break the silence."When was this taken?" Logan asked.Kimmie slid another document across the polished table."Eight days ago,” Kimmie replied and John's expression darkened."Location?" John asked."A private marina in Long Beach,” she replied and I frowned."A marina?" I asked and Kimmie nodded."The meeting lasted eleven minutes,” Kimmie said.Only eleven. Eleven minutes had somehow connected my past and present in ways I never imagined."This one,” Logan said, as he picked up another photograph."Victor arrived first,” Kimmie said, as she leaned closer."And Matteo?" Logan asked."Came six minutes later,” she replied and John folded his arms."They are working on something” John muttered.No one disagreed. The evidence spoke for itself, a meeting like that di
Audrey’s POVThe entire day felt strange. No matter how hard I tried to focus on work, my thoughts kept circling back to the same thing.It kept circling back to the dinner I was going to have with John Hargrove, the thing about the DNA results, the Important news, and all.None of it made sense, a
Audrey’s POVThe room went silent. I stared at Ryan, then at Logan, then back at Ryan again. For a second, I wasn't sure I had heard him correctly. The man who attacked me, the man who had broken into my house, the man who had nearly choked me unconscious, the man who still appeared in my nightmar
Logan’s POVI knew something was wrong the second I walked into the room.Audrey was pale, Ryan looked furious and neither of them were speaking. That combination never led to anything good."What happened?"I asked, as I closed the office door behind me.Neither answered immediately and my stomach
Logan’s POVI did not answer her immediately.The question lingered heavily between us while the kitchen lights reflected softly against the marble counters.What happens when this year ends? I should have had an answer by now.The contract had been my idea from the start. Three hundred and sixty-f







