“Do you not find my husband weird,” Mia said to Nella as she wiped off her makeup.“What do you mean, ma’am? He is a gangster, just like my boyfriend. They are weird enough.” Nella then while she wiped her own makeup too.Mia had asked to join her in doing that till Logan and Sam came up. Her hunch told her that they will take their time before coming upstairs.“I don’t know. I gave you told me about the Starfall group a little thought and I think it’s weird too.”“Has that been on your mind? I will look into it properly.”“I find grandpa’s guards suspicious as hell. A few of them look so familiar and they won’t stop looking my way.”“It’s possible that Lord Leinhart assigned some to watch you guys. What I sure know is that the security yesterday was on another level. Did you notice Mr Mike Nelson yesterday?”“Was he in attendance? I didn’t see him yesterday, why did he come? Or did he accompany his grandfather?” Mia was aware that her grandfather always preferred to have people his

Just as Logan thought the situation was finally tipping in his favor, Caleb's smirk deepened, his eyes shone with malice."You think you've got me, don't you?" Caleb's voice was calm, too calm for a man in his position. Logan's instincts screamed that something was wrong.Before he could respond, Caleb raised a hand, signaling for his men to stand down.Logan kept his gun trained on Caleb, his heart pounding in his chest, but he didn't lower it. "It's over, Caleb. Call it off before more people get hurt."Caleb chuckled darkly, shaking his head. "You're always so predictable, Logan. You are always thinking you can control the situation, play the hero. But this time, you've made a grave mistake."Logan's grip tightened on his weapon."What are you talking about?"Caleb's grin widened, his voice dripping with venom. "I've got your sister with me.“Lydia, isn't it? Or do you prefer her little stage name, 'Suzy Vert'? I hear she's pregnant." Caleb leaned in, his eyes narrowing. "And if you

Logan stood frozen, staring at Mia as the weight of the moment pressed down on him. The gun in her hand didn’t frighten him as much as the look of betrayal written on her face. His heart ached, knowing that this confrontation had been inevitable, he had been putting it off for a long time."I’m not who you think I am, Mia," Logan began, his voice low and filled with regret. He swallowed hard, knowing that what he said next could forever change their relationship. "I’m not a gangster. I never was. I’m an undercover agent."Mia’s brow furrowed, her grip on the gun tightening slightly. "An agent?" she echoed, disbelief washing over her face. "You mean to tell me that all this time... you were some kind of spy?"Logan nodded, the words feeling heavier than he anticipated. "Yes, I work for a covert agency. My mission is to infiltrate criminal organizations, gather intelligence, and eliminate threats. That’s what I’ve been doing all these years. And I didn’t tell you because..." He hesitate

Logan stood outside the door of Mia’s parents’ private lounge. Despite everything he had endured in the past 24 hours, this might be the most difficult task yet coming clean to Mia’s parents about his true identity. Mia had left him, and Logan knew he had no choice but to try and win her back. But to do that, he needed the support of her family.He knocked gently, and after a brief moment, Mia’s mother called out, "Come in." He pushed open the door and found Mia's parents, Mr. and Mrs. Leinhart, sitting at a small table. Mrs. Leinhart’s sharp eyes were quick to assess him as he entered. Mr. Leinhart looked more composed, though Logan could see the faint line of tension in his jaw."Logan," Mrs. Leinhart greeted him with a slight nod, her tone formal but not hostile. Logan was used to the tension between them. Since the day he married Mia, her parents had looked down on him, believing he was nothing more than a "broke boy" who wasn’t good enough for their daughter. But Mia had stoo

Logan had been through his share of legal battles, but something about this case felt more personal. As he sat in his office, reviewing the case files, his mind kept drifting back to Mike’s wife. She was the key to all of this, the one person who could definitely testify to Mike’s abuse and connect him to the illegal casinos with evidence. Yet, when he had reached out to her, she had been too terrified to even speak. He understood her fear. Mike was a violent man, and his influence ran deep. But Logan also knew that without her testimony, the case would be more difficult to win.Logan picked up his phone and called one of his legal contacts, a sharp attorney named Rachel Marks. Rachel had worked with Logan before on sensitive cases, and she was no stranger to dealing with powerful men like Mike Nelson."Rachel, I need your help," Logan said once she picked up. "Mike Nelson is going to fight this with everything he’s got, and his wife… she’s too scared to testify."There was a pause