My Vengeful-Ex

Chapter 66

Logan

So Talia, being pregnant with my child, riled her up?

All the more better.

"Talia is my girlfriend. I don't see your baby daddy around. Instead, your son told me he was dead," I smirked.

The bastard had no idea how lucky he was. If he would have been alive, I would have obliterated him in the most brutal way.

"Then why do you want me if you already have a girlfriend?" Christina cried out in frustration.

"I want you because I can have you." Unwrapping my fingers from around her throat, I trailed them down until they reached the neckline of her blouse.

"You can never have me, Logan," she tilted her chin upwards and gave me a haughty look.

"This pride would ruin you one day," I tucked my finger in her neckline and pulled her blouse.

Christina shoved aside my hand and fixed her blouse, glaring at me. Her eyes were blazing with anger, and her whole body trembled from the intensity of her rage.

"There is nothing left in me for anyone to ruin," she asserted.

"Ohh darling, you have no idea what it means to be ruined. How much it hurts and makes you bleed from the inside," I taunted as I held her chin between my fingers and thumb.

Tears welled in her eyes, and she tried to blink them away, "You might feel differently if only you would not let yourself be blinded by vengeance and hatred," her voice got heavy, and a tear broke out of her eyes and trickled down her face.

"You want me to be blinded by love? So you could toy with me and betray me like last time?" I chuckled, arching my brow.

Christina couldn't be a bigger fool if she thought her act of innocence would ever deceive me.

"I had my reasons," she yelled out of desperation.

For a moment, my heart softened at the pain in her voice and her eyes, but the next second, I reminded myself that she was the same woman who posed as a damsel in front of me, wanting to be saved, while all the time she had been playing with me.

"If I let you fool me twice, there won't be a bigger idiot than me," I snapped.

My cell began ringing in my pocket, and I pulled it out. It was my personal cell; only a handful of people had my number. Talia's name flashed on the screen as I glanced at it. Christina sucked in a breath seeing Talia's name.

I would have avoided the call if it would have been anyone else. But if it was Talia, I knew it would be something important.

"Morning, love," I said into the microphone, receiving the call and watching Christina's face lose color.

After basking in her misery briefly, I signaled Christina to leave. She turned and opened the door, and stepped out immediately, but I noticed the fresh tears that had gathered in her eyes. It felt like a shower of cold water on my burning rage.

I had a meeting scheduled for the late afternoon, but by the time it ended and the client left, it was way past office time, and everyone, except the security guard, Christina, and me, might have left the building.

Christina sat beside me the whole meeting, and when she crossed her leg, her skirt rode up, baring her thigh to me. Her scent and proximity made me hard, and all I could think about throughout the meeting was throwing her on the table and all the ways I could take her.

Christina collected her stuff and was about to walk out when I reached out and grasped the nape of her neck. She tensed under my hold, and I pulled her to me with a jerk, holding her neck and flipping her to face me. Crushing her mouth with mine, I backed her into the conference table, lifted her with an arm around her waist, and dropped her at the edge of it.

Kicking her legs apart with my knee, I settled between them, spreading them as far as her skirt allowed. Christina gasped and dropped the file and her handbag she was holding at the sudden assault and tried to push me away. I plunged my tongue inside her mouth, taking advantage of her shocked state.

"Logan, stop," she cried out against my mouth, flattening her palms on my chest and pushing me away.

I tilted her face backward, slipping my hand into those golden curls and fisting them for better access as I kept my mouth pressed against her. Christina struggled to push me away with her dainty hands but melted into the kiss as I kept fucking her mouth with my tongue.

"I am going to fuck you so hard; it will erase all his traces from your mind," pushing her skirt up and exposing her creamy thighs, I unbuckled my pants.

"Logan, we can't, this is our workplace," Christina protested, appalled.

"As if I give a fuck and as if you never fucked anyone in this office before," I growled and ripped her panties and stuffed them into my pockets.

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