Chapter 146

**Logan**

"What's the deal with you and Yasmin?" I ask him as I had noticed they tried their best to not even look at each other.

"We slept together, I said I wanted to have a relationship. She told me it was just a bit of fun, nothing more and that no relationship can happen," he states as if it's fact.

"I see," I say, and then David walks in with ice, he hands me it and then starts to clear up.

"I can hold that for you if you like," Carl states with a grin.

"I'm good," I say moving the ice down my pants.

"I can't believe I've been rejected by an 18yr old," he states.

"Maybe she isn't wanting a relationship," I suggest.

"Are you talking about Yasmin?" David asks. We nod. "It's because she's engaged,"

"What?" we both ask.

"Her family is the mafia, she's promised to another, to strengthen their family all of the children in that circle are promised to others," he states.

"How do you know?" I ask.

"I know her uncle and father, but her uncle more, I hired her uncle for the job," he states, and I raise an eyebrow and look at Carl.

"So she's forced to marry someone?" he asks.

"Yes and no, she's not forced but if she doesn't she has to suffer the consequences," he states. "Whoever she does end up with will probably be killed, it's more if you're not going to be with anyone we choose then you will be with no one," he explains.

"And there's no way they'd change their mind?" I ask.

"No, I'd help her but that's a suicide mission," he states. "I also wouldn't know where to start," he adds.

I look at Carl, he sighs and stands up.

"I guess that's that then," he says before walking out. I sigh and look down at my groin.

"I can't believe she did that," I state. David laughs and sits down next to me.

"You shouldn't have left yourself open," he states, and I turn to look at him. I shake my head and reposition myself.

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**Megan**

I storm into my room, slamming the door behind me. I thought I was getting stronger and to find out that he was just going easy on me annoys me. The whole point of the training was to make myself strong, make it so I could defend myself if I needed to. But this just shows I'm still weak and I'll always be weak.

Stripping off I get into the shower. I probably shouldn't have punched him in the nuts but I was so angry with him. It's embarrassing to think I'm stronger than I am.

After my shower, I walked into my room to see Melanie and Yasmin sat on my bed scrolling through their phones. They look towards me and smile.

"You broke the poor man," Melanie states.

"He'll get over it," I say, and go into my wardrobe to get dressed in a pair of bottoms and a vest top.

"So are we going to this party?" Yasmin asks me as I walk out.

"You guys can, I don't feel like it,"

"You never feel like it," Melanie states. I sigh and look down at my phone. I know she doesn't mean it in a bad way. I know that she's wanting to escape a little from her own life due to what is happening with Brendon and what she is going through.

I only found out last week that Brendon had had brain surgery to remove a tumour and that they didn't know if it was cancerous until they had taken it out. They're still waiting on his results. Melanie had told me she spoke to her mom about what happened in England but that was it. She didn't tell me anything else.

"That's because Logan keeps her in," Yasmin says.

"No, we don't have sex in here,"

"Oh, so where then?" Yasmin asks

"I feel like I'm talking to Julie,"

"Someone has to act like Julie while she's loved up with Scott," Melanie states.

"Yeah I did not see that coming, Logan said that he has hardly heard from him,"

"It's nice that she's happy," Yasmin says. "I just want our pervert back," she mutters. I laugh and then the door opens. Logan looks at me and scowls.

"Food is ready," he grumbles and glares at me as Melanie and Yasmin stand and walk out of my room. He shuts my bedroom door and sits on the buffet at my vanity. I sigh and walk towards him moving my arms around his neck.

"I'm sorry," I say quietly, "I was angry at you and I know I shouldn't have resorted to hitting you like that," I say. He sighs and moves his hands to my hips.

"What angered you?"

"I thought I was getting stronger and now I know I'm just as weak as I was when I started,"

"No you're not," he says, and stands up. "You're stronger than what you were, you're amazingly strong and there is no doubt in my mind that you'd be able to defend yourself if need be," he explains and moves my hair from my face. "I went easy on you because the last thing I want to do is hurt you, and David says the same," he adds.

"Really?" I ask, and he nods. I look down at his lap and move my hands up his thighs. "I'm sorry," I say again. He smiles and kisses me on the cheek.

"It's ok,"

"If my uncle does go out tonight I can kiss it better for you," I say shyly and he chuckles and stands up.

"Well, I'll keep my fingers crossed for him going out,"

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Logan lays next to me panting. I move my hair off my face and place my hand on his chest as I try to catch my breath. My uncle is out which meant one thing. This is the first time we've slept together in my bed. We were able to take our time also. It was just like the first time only better.

I move to lay my head on his chest and his arm comes round to stroke up and down my back. I move my hand down his chest to his semi-hard penis. He looks at me and I smile a little before nipping his nipple with my teeth.

"I think I've turned you into a monster," he says.

"Hmm maybe," I say as I move my leg over his body and move on top of him. "Or I just really like having you close to me like this," I state.

I move up, placing my hands on his abdomen. He sits up a little and moves his hand through my hair before pulling me to him to kiss me. The sheet wrapped around my body drops and pools at my waist as I kiss him. His hands move around my back and then down to my butt.

His hips move up, rubbing his dick at my core. I moan and move to lower myself onto him. He groans as he pushes into me.

"Fuck," he says, and pulls on my hair a little. Moaning I push him down onto the bed and slowly move my hips.

Then the door opens.

"Megan," I hear my uncle whisper. "What the hell!"