Chapter 43: Every Corner

Chapter 43: Every Spot

Scarlett's POV.

“Scarlett—” his voice jolted me out of my thoughts. “Huh?” I turned in his direction. “Don't pick up my calls again.” He said and left the room again.

For a moment I had hope, thinking he wanted to say something to me. I thought he wanted to apologize. But for what? Was I being delusional? “I must be out of my mind.” I shrugged it off as I dragged my body to the bathroom.

I slipped into the bathtub filled with warm water, calming my body. I finished bathing after a while. I wore his bathrobe, which was oversized.

I went back into the room, and I was shocked to see Logan. “Logan?” He sat across from me, silent, unmoving, as if carved from something ancient and unfinished. His shoulders are relaxed, but not at ease—more like surrendered.

There was a distance in his eyes that didn’t measure in feet but in lifetimes. And his mouth... it’s neither a frown nor a smile, just something paused. Caught. Like he was mid-thought in a dream he doesn’t want to wake from or mid-confession to a truth he can’t bear to voice.

I didn’t know what he was thinking. I didn’t even know what I wanted him to be thinking. But there was something heavy hanging between us, something I felt in the air, in the tightening of my own chest. It’s not sadness, exactly. Not anger. It’s like he was holding something too vast, too deep, and it was pressing outward, straining against the limits of his face, his body, and his silence.

And I—I was just standing here, watching him not speak, and somehow it feels like he was telling me everything.

“I'm sorry, I just needed to use your bathroom real quick. I will go to my room now,” I said, excusing myself from the room. “Scarlett.” He pulled me back, frowning slightly.

“What?” I asked, avoiding his gaze. “You have been acting weird since you woke up—let’s say since you picked up that call.” He ran a finger along the edge of his shirt collarbone meaningfully.

“What do you mean by that? Weird? I think you are being too serious,” I said, wanting to walk away from him, but he tightened his grip on my wrist instead. We were already outside his room.

“What is it? Tell me what's bothering you.” He tilted my chin, meeting my gaze with a determined look. “Nothing,” I ignored him.

“Liar, don't hide anything from me.” He pressed his forehead against mine. “I swear it's nothing,” I said, ending the discussion because I didn't know how to explain what I felt earlier.

“Okay.” He nodded and pulled me to his body. Squeezing my butt, pressing his chest against mine. It felt like he was doing it intentionally just to feel my boobs. “Why didn't you invite me to shower?” He whispered seductively, spanking my ass.

The question, his gaze, and his touch were all for sex. ‘His girlfriend is back. Why is he still acting this way?’ I thought, staring at him confusedly. He loosened my robe, revealing my lower body only.

'He wants to have sex with me when his girlfriend is on her way?’ I furrowed my eyebrows at him. “Logan, stop.” I pushed him away slightly. “What is it?” He asked.

“Your girlfriend is back; what are you doing?” I cautioned him. His expression darkened. “What? You mean Sarah? She's no one.” He leaned in close, his breath hot against my ear. “Unlike you,” his lips brushed my ears as he murmured.

I shivered, not in fear, but I couldn't resist what he was doing to me.

“Don't act like that again, okay?” He muffled in my neck, and I nodded. He captured my lips in a searing kiss, pouring all his desperation into it. His tongue exploring every corner.

He kissed me again, coaxing as he pulled away later. I couldn't think what he was trying to do as I kissed him hard. “What about that spot?” He whispered seductively as his eyes went in the sofa's direction.

“What about the maids?” I shook my head instantly, but he smirked instead. “Shush,” he shut my lips with his as he lifted me up without notice.

My still-wet hair dripped with water as we kissed. He kissed me down to my shoulder. He took off his clothes and pants before taking off my robe completely.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, not caring about whoever comes in afterwards. “Ahhhh!” I moaned desperately, widening my thighs for him to stand between them. He sucked my nipples till they turned red.

“Aren't you sore?” He asked, trailing my pussy with his fingers. “I still want you…” I moaned, eagerly waiting for his full length inside of me. "I know, it's damn wet." He slapped my pussy naughtily as he licked his fingers.

“Beg me, Scarlett, and call me Daddy,” he whispered seductively, teasing my pussy. I closed my eyes, enjoying every movement of his touch. I didn't hesitate to say those words, as I couldn't wait to have him.

“Plea—se, Zaddy!” I moaned desperately, kissing him roughly. “That's it, baby girl.” He smirked, pressing his dick on my entrance. “Ahhhh!” A shuddering moan shook me as I was consumed by my pleasure. I fondled my boobs as I tilted my head backwards, enjoying the moment.

He started thrusting strong and firm. “Faster—please don't stop.” I keep brushing my fingers in his hair.

After some time, fluid gushed out of my cunt as he pulled out. “Ahhhh!” A pleasure moan slipped out of my lips satisfyingly.

He pulled me into his lap, holding me tightly as he whispered. “Good morning,” and I looked at him confusedly. I have seen him since morning, but he just decided to greet me now. After sex?

I nodded slightly. Trying to get my robe from the floor, but he stopped me. “Why are you in a hurry? We still have a lot to do.” He winked at me, staring at the table and other objects naughtily.

“Is sex all you think of?” I asked subconsciously, and he spaced out for a while before saying. “You said you want me, didn't you?” He asked, slipping his fingers in my cunt, making me soft.

“But—” I couldn't finish my words as I moaned. He wrapped my legs around him, making me sit on his lap. I was facing him as my nipple was resting well in his mouth already. My anger dissolves immediately without thinking twice.

“Ahhhh!” He thrust endlessly as the slap sounds filled the room. He changed positions several times, so I lost count of the number of rounds.

It was noon already. I already changed into something comfy as I ate my lunch. I checked my messages and read some news. But then I heard someone's voice from the entrance.

“Who the fuck are you, bitch?!” She screamed like a crazy person while I stared at her blankly. 'Is she Logan's girlfriend?’ I widened my eyes in shock!