CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY NINE

I covered my mouth to suppress my scream when my brother pushed my husband aside to release some kicks and cuffs on a cop, whose uniform is now torn and hanging loose around him.

A cop?

Why are they beating on a cop?

I can't let them know that I can see all of this but Whiz knows I'm watching and when he looked at the camera set against a large oak tree, I could swear he was staring me directly in the eyes.

As if I got caught spying, I closed the lid of the laptop, whilst taking deep breaths.

I brought my brother in this life!

I didn't think twice about this move, I did it!

I already sense he would not leave to continue his studies when the baby is born, he would remain here in a life he's gowning accustom to.

Shaking my head, I opened the lid of the laptop once again, to see a few of the guys around and they were all interrogating the cop that's lying on the ground, at his partner's feet.

Something must be direly wrong otherwise they won't be beating a cop, knowing Judge Delany would have my head if something should go wrong with her staff.

Shutting the lid of the laptop once again, I trust them! I trust them all! Logan won't betray me like this.

As exhausted as I was, I powered down my laptop and hid it, in case I was asleep when Logan comes in to find itl

Having agreed to support Logan in this move, where he has changed his career and lifestyle, I never give any thought to what brings in the cash in an Empire like this?

Are they hired killers? I wondered while I drifted off to sleep, disturbed by the fact that, if I survive this delivery and surgery, I will get involved and find out everything this life involves.

I awoke to the tickling sensation against my ears and the wet kisses against my cheeks.

Adjusting myself I tired wiping the wetness of my cheeks but Logan held my hands back, laughing softly.

Suddenly I remembered what I saw on my laptop and I wonder, how can this handsome, carefree looking guy, also be hard and cold at other times.

Helping me up, "we need to talk," he said with a goofy contagious grin.

Hypnotize, I smiled like a willing slave and allowed him to help me up, "dinner's almost served, so let's hustle." he lifts me causing the shirt I was using earlier to ride up, exposing my skimpy underwear.

Frowning, "is that all you've being wearing under the shirt?" I already sense an tinge of irritation but I need to be comfortable, something a non-pregnant man won't understand.

"Try walking around with a heavy bump all day, that's weighing on your vigina then give me attitude" I fumed at him "and you'll see how it feels," I glared at his surprised frown.

Covering my mouth, "oh yeah, wait" I pretend to be surprise, "you don't have a vigina, do you?" I reminded him, pushing my feet slowly on the bed, the desire to pee, very intense now.

Logan, was still in the bedroom, laid back with his eyes closed, with three lines creasing his forehead and his eyes blinking rapidly.

The growl in my stomach reminds me, that I am hungry, "are you bringing me lunch?" I asked abruptly, watching his eyes flicker open to look at me.

Nodding to the vast dressing room, "you wanna change?" He asks softly, "we're eating in the dining room." He confirms and now I am confused.

Curling my lips, I tugged the towel that's barely wrapped around me, "dining room?" I repeated, still making no move to leave.

Climbing of the bed, Logan walks towards the bathroom, already undressing. "YEP!" He chuckles, leaving the door open.

Unsure of what's going on and I am curious to speak to Whiz concerning what I was seeing on camera, I quickly dried my skin but choosing something to wear was a major ordeal.

Logan and I walked into the living room, with his arms around my waist because I refused to hold his hand.

Mom smiled as we walked in, her eyes on another of her designs she made for her fall show.

An armless solid red jersey dress, cut with a deep V-neck, which hugs and emphasizes my breast, adding to my cleavage. The red dress, hugged my protruding bump but flowed to the floor, hiding my bare feet.

For a change I brushed my hair and left it hanging loose around my shoulder, using only eyeliner and mascara.

Justin whistles when we walked in with his eyes on me. "Celebrating something special tonight?" Justin asked curiously.

Lifting my head to see Logan staring down at me, smiling proudly.

Shrugging, "well it seems as if I'm free?" I responded softly, smirking at the slow disappearance of Logan smile.

A short Hispanic woman I've never seen before approaches Logan and I with a polite smile and a try with two champagne glasses.

Logan took the two glasses on the tray, giving me one and lifted the other, his smile returning or more like a grin.

"Here's to the Daniels and the birth of a new Empire," he started, my eyes following his eyes moving slowly across the room. I stopped in surprise to see a smiling Gwen who sat shyly beside my gruff looking brother.

Lifting my eyes to Logan once again but he was still making his toast, "and to the birth of my personal practice, Logan Daniels, Attorney-at-law!

What is he up to now? Was the first thought that flew through my mind but it would anger him if I were to question him in front of his family and friends.

"Aren't you toasting to my announcements?" Logan whispered softly.

Smiling in embarrassment, I lifted my glass before clinking Logan's glass.

Instead of sipping the non-alcoholic champagne, I kissed him.