Prologue

The Past

"OH L-LOGAN... Sweetheart, hmm..." He doesn't stop thrusting his length into my center. "I'm cumming, Oh, God. Sweetheart... I'm, I'm cummin'." I was moaning in too much pleasure as my fingers were firmly buried in his shoulders.

"I love you, sweetheart... I love you, I love you my Sweet, Klara."

We chase each other's body movements. We are hurriedly panting and reaching for our peak.

My legs curl up and I wrap them around his waist. I widely spread my legs for him, I move wildly as he thrusts his length inside me. I want to feel more of him.

All of him.

Logan is the only man I want to offer my all. My body, my life, my soul, and my everything. He is the only man who pleases me like this and he is the only one who makes me happy and fills my joy.

"Klara..." he sexily pants my name, "sweetheart... I'm almost cumming." He, even more, emphasized his length in my cunt. He doesn't stop and I either don't stop my sexy moan.

"S-Sweetheart I am also near..." I pull his nape and I kiss him roughly. Even when we kiss, our bodies are pressed against each other.

I feel his speed in every thrust he makes. We almost shout while we sexily moan out of pleasure. Until he was riding between my thighs one after another.

"Sweetheart..." I arch my body when I reach my orgasm.

"Sweetheart..." He also finally explodes all his juices inside my femininity.

I can feel his masculinity burying me too much. Until I felt his full weight.

"Logan..." I slowly whisper his name.

"Klara..." he whispers as he plants a small kiss on my neck. "I love you."

"I love you too, Logan. Always, my sweetheart."

We both pant and smile at each other. We both feel the rise and fall of our heartbeats.

Logan moves and pulls out his length. He laid down and then he gently pulled me and immediately tucked me in his broad arms.

I fell into his warm embrace. I hug him so much as if I didn't want to leave his side.

A hug that I don't want to let go of and throw.

I suddenly felt sad when I remembered something.

"Hey sweetheart, what's wrong?" he wondered while stroking my hair.

I looked up and shook my head. ."I just miss you, sweetheart," I said and hugged him tighter.

"I miss you too, my sweet Klara." He also hugged me back.

I gulp and slowly close my eyes when he kisses my forehead.

God! How can I leave him? How can I live my life without him by my side? Oh, God. Right now, my heart is crying. God, I love this man, I can't afford to leave him behind. God, help me, please. I can't live without him. I love Logan so much with all my heart and soul.

"Did you visit the clinic, sweetheart?" My heart started beating fast. "Have you had a check-up? What did the doctor tell you."

"Y-Yes. I-I told you, it's negative. I'm not pregnant."

He sighs. "Why is there still nothing? Why can't we produce one? Why did you bleed when we were having sex the last time? Except for tonight."

"B-Because my monthly period is coming that time."

He furrowed and turned to me in surprise. "I'm not around for a few days because I'm at a seminar for three days. So, you mean, when I'm gone you have your monthly period?"

I nodded softly even though it wasn't true. "Yes."

He tsked. "I hope we can do it." He caresses my whole belly. "I hope we'll be blessed at least once because you're finally done with your study. Then if ever you're pregnant, let's get married right away. Even if it's a secret marriage at first." I closed my eyes again when I heard his whole plan. "Do you agree with that? Let's just get married in the church then?"

"What do you think, woman, that he loves you? Oh, come on. Then why didn't he tell me about your existence if you are truly important to him? My son just needs you in his warm bed. He doesn't love you, don't be an illusion. You don't really suit each other!"

Pain consumes my heart when I remember those sharp words coming from his father, while Logan is not around.

hugged him so tight, I didn't want to believe that he was really just cheating on me because I could feel his love for me with each passing day. he loves me.

But when I think that I didn't know even one of his family members and friends. He doesn't mention anything or introduce them to me. I feel like I'm losing my confidence and self-confidence.

"He doesn't love you, woman. He only uses you and your body. You are undeniably beautiful and presentable. . that beautiful face and sexy body you have, that's how my son likes to play in bed."

"He loves me, Sir, he loves me... we love each other." I almost want to cry but I don't and I don't want to be weak in front of him.

"Oh? He only meets you and had you because you are in that classy-looking, but dirty club. So, you think he will accept, and love you right away? Come on, my son is just taking care of you. So, if I were you, stop your madness. What do you think you are? A decent pure woman? No. He just picked you up from the mud. So, stop your illusion that my son can love something like you. If even from his friends he hides and embarrasses you, what more to me, as his father. You are not suited to my only son, woman. You don't fit in. I suggest, you go away and leave my son alone! Listen, I will never accept you in our family."

I gulp many times, and the corners of my eyes are starting to heat up at the painful words I remember from the father of the man I love the most.

I know, he just met me at the club. But it doesn't mean that I am a dirty woman like other. Logan knows I'm not that kind of woman because he was the only one who took the only thing I was proud of before, even though I was just working in a rich club where we first met. Logan is my first man, and I'm proud of it. I'm happy because he's the one who took my virginity. That's why I love him so much. And I'm proud that he came into my life, and the only one I dream of owning me until the end.

"A-Alright, if that's your plan."

Deep inside, I want to confront him, but I'm too afraid to open up my doubts. Because I might be hurt more by his answer to me. Maybe I should keep quiet.

"Klara…" he raised my face so that we could both look at each other. "Why do I feel you disagree with my plan? Do you not like it?"

I gasped while looking into his eyes. "Do you really love me, Logan… May I know?" I ask him instead of answering his question.

He frowns. "Do I need to answer that, sweetheart?" I nodded. ."Don't you feel it in our union?"

My heart suddenly beat at what he said. "I-I feel it. But I want to hear those from you, sweetheart. Do you really love me, Logan?"

He smiles and kisses my head. "I can't live my life without you, Klara. If I can take you with me wherever I go, I will. But I can't bring you with me because I know you're not used to the world I live in and I know you'd rather stay and make paintings here in our home."

"A-Are you ashamed of introducing me to others, Logan? I-I mean, uhm, what I mean because you just met me at a club?"

"Why did you ask that?" he asks seriously and I don't answer. "Don't ever think that, Klara. I love you. Period."

I took a deep breath. Even though I heard not enough of his answer, at least he made up for what he said.

I hug him tight and I kiss his cheeks slowly, then his nose, eyes, forehead, and even the corner of his lips. I landed on it and then passionately kissed him on the lips.

I grind my hips when I slowly feel his erection again. I smile sweetly when he moans suddenly. I pointed to it and kissed him from his neck to his chest. I keep doing it to him because I want to serve and pleasure him. I want us to paddle again to the peak of happiness over and over again, and all night long.

I trail kisses using my warm lips and tongue to his tits. I even suck his small breast. Until I go down to his eight-pack abs.

I smile when I hear his groan.

"K-Klara... .you're really the death of me, sweetheart. Oh…”

I just looked up and grinned at him then continued to make him happy. Then, there he groans again and again when I proceed to his hard tummy and starts licking his navel until his loins and to my last destination. His thick shaft.

"Oh, God. Klara, oh... my sweet Klara..."

I can feel his great pleasure through his sweet moans every time I lick his masculinity inside my mouth.

This is my favorite, to pleasure him using my skilled tongue. Logan is my best professor, that's why I learned from him for the first time in this world of ours.

I stopped when he looked down at me. Logan sits and settles both his hands on the bed.

Well, he really knows what's my favorite position.

I wink and put both of my arms around his neck. I kissed him on the lips as I start to insert his thickness into my sex.

"Oh..." I moan when I already put him inside me. I see a wide smile in his mouth.

"Go, Klara, it's all yours. You own it. Own me forever, sweetheart. It's yours. . always."

"Logan, I love you, I love you, sweetheart..." I sexily grind and thrust myself to meet our climax.

I could feel the shock in Logan's movements as we dance, as I moved above where he was sitting. Until he couldn't take it anymore and lay down on the bed. He guides my hips as he also moves his body to deepen his shaft to my core.

Both of us almost let out a grunt every time our bodies met for each other.

I don't know how many times I came. I don't count anymore because I know, if Logan and I don't see each other for a few days, we spend the night like this. My orgasm is unlimited. And I'm also happy to please him too much.

We enjoy our sexy time all night 'til dawn and until our body gets tired and we finally can get some sleep.

I thought that it was okay and that I would feel at ease since I didn't talk to and face his father again. But even if his father doesn't show himself to me, I still have a problem that I must face and focus on.

That time, I decided to let him go and let myself walk away from him. Especially when I have already met his father again for the second time.

Even though it was so painful, I just closed my eyes and gave up on the plans I had, and with the person, I love the most.

I know someday or maybe soon he will understand why I have to leave him.

I will leave with the hope that I will be able to return when everything is going to be okay. I will come back and fight him against his father. But before I do that, I will go first to heal myself with the amount as a replacement when I distanced myself from him.

I will come back Logan, I will come back to you because I love you so much. I will come back to you because I can't live without you. And I'll get back to you after I heal myself. I will not give up, I will fight for it.

I promise.

I will come back to you.