The Secrets of Scandal

Chapter 2

Logan's POV

I roll my eyes as I finish putting on my tie. I flash my award-winning smile in the mirror once more before going to find my jacket. I roll my eyes at the thong still on the floor from last night. I pick it up and toss it away. 

Gross b*tch.

I stare at my ruffled sheets and lose myself in thought. I wonder who tonight's entertainment will be.

Still, I can't believe I have to go to this stupid party tonight. I hate all my dad's friends. They're all extremely fake, yet I am forced to go to all of these "socialite events" because of my status. Being rich, famous, and dashingly handsome does have its perks though. You get access to the most elite selection of girls at your beck and call.

Thankfully, tonight is the last social event of the season and I couldn't be happier. My father, Henry Lockwood, owns the largest franchise of five-star hotels in the world. He is hosting an exclusive event for all the elite families in the Upper East Side at one of his many 5 star hotels.

I slip on my jacket and leave my hotel suite, already prepared for the sh*t show that is going to go down tonight.

As soon as I open up the door to my father's penthouse suite, the disgusting smell of expensive perfumes consumes my nose. I just need to stay for an hour; One f*cking hour and then I can bounce.

I groan as I see my brother Tristan approaching me from the other side of the room, pulling his girl Lola along with him. 

Well, sh*t.

I avoid his eye contact as I duck into the hallway and into one of the sitting rooms.

A certain blonde creature catches my eye from across the room. She wears a tight pink dress to show off her fine ass and she is concealed with a boatload of makeup caked onto her face. The only thing separating us from my bed is a few cocktails and a meaningless conversation. The predator has chosen his prey.

~Tristan~

Where did he go now? That asshole need to stop avoiding me. I turn to Lola, flashing her a fake smile. She is too deep in thought to even notice.

"I am going to try and find Logan. I'll be back soon," I tell her, my eyes trained on the door.

"Alright," she shrugs as she continues her daydream. I can't help but wonder what she is thinking about.

I head over to the sitting room to find Logan flirting with a random blonde girl. He has such a thing for blonde bimbos. But he really should stop playing around. Afterall, he is still getting engaged soon. It's almost his twenty-first birthday.

I walk over to Logan and tap him on the shoulder, "Logan we need to talk."

"Go away, man. Can't you see I'm a little busy here?" he winks at the girl sitting on his lap, sending her into a fit of giggles.

I roll my eyes at him. "Dude, dad and Coral want to talk to you on the balcony. Now."

"Well f*ck," he mumbles, his anger growing, "I'll be back sweet thang," he kisses the girls neck before pushing her off his lap. I cringe at his vulgar behavior. He's a piece of work.