There was pin-drop silence in the room, and it was enveloped in a deadly aura.
Bringing him out is hard enough, but getting him to have fun is next to impossible. Logan Steele, the one who could cover the entire sky in the city with one palm.
I can only imagine how oppressive the air in the room seems, but David Grant, the carefree friend, does not care about Logan's gloomy face. Waitress, one more round of drinks, please, he called out to the lady on standby.
Logan, having enough, stood up and set to leave, but David managed to hold him back, saying, It's your last night as a bachelor, dude. Don't you want to let loose and have some fun?
It's bad enough that you didn't allow us to invite some badass strippers, but now you want to leave halfway through? That's not fair enough, man. Logan, unable to resist his childhood best friend, decides to settle for a final round of drinks.
The waitress brings in the drinks with clammy hands, obviously scared of Logan and his oppressive aura, and she almost trips as she shoots her a deadly glare for staying too long. She cowers and runs out of the private room in fear of what Logan might do to her.
On getting outside, she leaves the bar and goes out to an abandoned alley to make a call: Hello, yes, I already put the powder in his drink. Yes, I watched him drink it directly.
His friends said his lodge is room 249. When are you going to send me the remaining payment? Okay then... I'll be expecting your good news... goodnight. She slinks away without anybody noticing and back to the private room.
Logan's eyes were turning red, and he was feeling weak and hot all over, and it took him a while to realize what had happened to him...
He drags David aside and whispers to him, I've been drugged; send everybody home; I have to go to the hotel room now. But before he could complete his words, he slipped to the ground, now sweating profusely.
David, in a fit of rage, sends their other friends home and helps Logan back to his room and leaves to get help. Unknown to him, the moment he leaves, a semi-conscious girl is also sent into the same room.
LOGAN'S POV
I've wanted to leave this place a long time ago, but due to the fact that I want to save David's face.
I'm very sure it took him a lot of resources to put this bachelor's night together for me.
I don't want this bachelor's night because I don't want to get married.
This marriage is a ruse put together by my grandmother, and I only agreed with her because she kept on threatening to die if I didn't agree to her absurd request, so I decided to get married to the daughter of the Parker family.
I was killing two birds with one stone.
How?
It was a contracted marriage that I requested as a way for them to repay the debts that their father was owing me before he passed away, and from what I had gathered, the family doesn't want the company to go bankrupt, so they would do everything for it to stay afloat, so when I sent them the request, I didn't give them a chance to refuse my request, so it was more like a command to them.
During the bachelor's night, I noticed the waitress shivering and acting all clumsy, but I felt like it was a reaction I had gotten used to from people, and then when she served the last rounds of drinks and ran out, I felt somehow, but I discarded the thought.
After having my last glass of drink, I started feeling hot from within, and I started feeling dizzy and lightheaded.
I tried to stand up, but I was very weak, and that was the moment I realized what was going on. I have been drugged.
This is definitely a very strong aphrodisiac because regular aphrodisiacs don't really work on me, but this one took effect almost immediately.
With the last of my strength, I called David and explained the situation to him, and he hurriedly, even though angry, sent everyone home, helped me to my hotel room, and ran out to find a doctor because Levi, my personal doctor, was out of town and couldn't rush back during that time.
A few minutes after David left, the door to my hotel room creaked open, and a tiny figure was pushed in... Are these people really testing my patience? I was angry and tired, but I tried not to move from my initial position because I was starting to feel really uncomfortable, and I didn't want any physical contact with any woman.
I thoroughly despise that gender. Suddenly, I heard a sweet and soft voice that seemed to be like an ember thawing all the coldness in my heart, and I instinctively moved to the source of the sound, and I noticed that it came from the tiny figure that was pushed in earlier.
I looked at her, and she seemed to be uncomfortable too, even more uncomfortable than I feel. Has she been drugged too?
I tried to check her temperature, suppressing the desire that was burning inside me; her face was flushed, and she was looking very alluring and tempting.
Before I could comprehend what was going on, she clung onto me like a koala, and at that moment, all rationality flew outside the window.
I flipped her over on the bed and kissed her, ripping her clothes apart in the process, and then I entered her roughly, but to my utmost surprise, she cried out in pain, Oh sh*t! It's her first time too. I instinctively became gentler, and I remember taking her several times before I finally felt satisfied, and then we fell asleep in the comfort of each other's embrace.
While the steamy session was going on, the Steele family mansion received a call from an anonymous person that almost sent the Matriarch into shock.