Chapter 37: The Big Bad Arrives!

Chapter 37: The Big Bad Arrives!

After school.

Emma sighed, returning to her dorm.

She had just calmed Logan Black, and now this!

She couldn't refuse while under observation, so she had to make Aiden drop out.

Hmm, she'd surprise him tomorrow. Her best makeup was yet to be revealed!

Emma schemed to trick her nephew while grabbing her clothes for a shower.

After removing her makeup and taking a hot shower, she felt refreshed.

"Woo~ Who's that pretty girl in the mirror~ It's me, myself~ What's that cool thing on my neck~ My gold necklace worth over two thousand bucks~ I thank God every day~ I wake up grateful and in love with myself~ Yes, I don't need anyone else~~~"

Emma sang, drying her hair, and opened the bathroom door.

"Like me, this charming girl~ Like me, this cute girl~ People chasing me lined up to the galaxy... huh..."

As she opened the door, her expression froze.

A man sat by her desk, reading her newly returned test papers. In his usual black suit darker than the night outside, his silver-patterned collar glinted coldly. His deep eyes were like icy abyss, devoid of human emotion.

Her ordinary dormitory seemed to turn into the eerie eighteen levels of hell. The chair he sat on transformed into a throne wrapped in dark serpents and dragons...

Logan Black!!!

"Bam!" Emma slammed the bathroom door shut.

Something was wrong with the way she opened the door!

How did she suddenly end up in hell?

One second passed...

Two seconds passed...

Three seconds passed...

Emma's heart pounded, her blood ran cold, her mind blank.

After about a minute, she calmed herself, cautiously reopening the door a crack.

One glance nearly scared her to death!

Logan was still there, even more terrifying. The entire dorm was frozen by his icy gaze, surrounded by ghostly blue flames.

Help—

Driven by survival instinct and deep-rooted fear, Emma's first reaction was to run for the door!

But as her hand reached the lock, her terrified brain cleared up—she couldn't run!

What now?

Sweat poured down her forehead as she thought quickly.

Instead of opening the door, she locked it.

Taking a deep breath, Emma suppressed her fear, turned, and walked towards Logan...

Under Logan's icy gaze, she walked to him, sat on his lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed his cold, emotionless lips...

Logan Black's eyes widened momentarily, taken aback by Emma's bold move. His icy demeanor didn't falter, but there was a flicker of something in his gaze—surprise, perhaps even a hint of vulnerability.

Emma's heart pounded in her chest as she kissed him. The kiss was brief, but it was enough to break the tension. She pulled back slightly, her eyes meeting his. "Logan, why are you here?" she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.

Logan's gaze softened slightly, but his expression remained stern. "Emma, what is this about you playing Snow White?"

Emma blinked, confused. "Snow White? How did you—"

"I have my ways," Logan interrupted, his voice low and dangerous. "I heard about the performance. You know how I feel about you being close to other men."

Emma sighed inwardly, realizing the depth of Logan's possessiveness. "Logan, it's just a school play. It doesn't mean anything. It's part of my responsibilities here."

Logan's grip on her tightened slightly. "I don't care about responsibilities. I don't want you near him."

Emma swallowed, trying to find the right words. "Logan, I can't just back out. I'm under observation, and if I cause trouble, it could get me expelled."

Logan's eyes narrowed. "Then I will ensure he backs out."

Emma shook her head. "That's not a solution, Logan. Please, trust me. It's just a performance. It won't change anything between us."

Logan's jaw clenched, but he didn't respond immediately. The room was silent except for the sound of their breathing. Finally, he sighed, his grip loosening. "Fine. But I will be watching."

Emma nodded, relieved that he wasn't pushing the issue further. "Thank you, Logan."

Logan's eyes bore into hers, and he leaned in, his voice a whisper. "Don't make me regret this."

Emma nodded again, her heart still racing. "I won't."

Logan's grip on her waist tightened, and he pulled her closer, his lips brushing against her ear. "You belong to me, Emma. Remember that."

Emma shivered at his possessive tone, but the intensity of his gaze sent a thrill through her. "I remember," she whispered.

Logan's hand slid down her back, his touch sending sparks through her body. Emma's breath hitched as his fingers traced the curve of her spine. "Logan, we shouldn't..."

He silenced her with a kiss, deep and demanding. Emma's protests melted away as she responded, her body pressing against his. The world outside faded, leaving only the heat between them.

Logan's hands roamed over her, possessive and firm. Emma's skin tingled under his touch, her senses overwhelmed by his dominance. She found herself yielding to him, her desire igniting.

He lifted her, carrying her to the bed, their kiss never breaking. Emma's heart raced as Logan's weight pressed her into the mattress. His lips trailed down her neck, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

"Logan," she gasped, her fingers tangling in his hair. "We can't... not here..."

Logan's eyes burned with a dark intensity. "Here, now. I need to remind you who you belong to."

Emma's resolve crumbled under his gaze. She surrendered to the passion, her body arching into his touch. Logan's control was absolute, his every movement driving her wild.

Their connection was electric, the air thick with desire. Emma lost herself in the moment, the world outside their intimate bubble forgotten. Logan's possessiveness was intoxicating, his dominance thrilling.

As their passion peaked, Emma's cries filled the room, her body trembling in Logan's arms. He held her close, his own release following hers. They lay entwined, their breaths heavy and hearts pounding.

Logan's grip on her never loosened, his eyes watching her intently. "You're mine, Emma. Never forget that."

Emma nodded, her heart still racing. "I won't forget."

Logan's expression softened slightly, a rare vulnerability showing through. "Good. Because I won't let anyone take you from me."

Emma's heart swelled with a mix of emotions—fear, desire, and something deeper. She knew Logan's possessiveness would always be a part of their relationship, but in that moment, she accepted it.

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