CHAPTER ONE- HUNDRED SIXTY-EIGHT
Waving his gun in front of Logan's face, Andre smirked, cocking his head to the side. “Well, well, well… What's going to be a lover boy? Are you going to shoot first or should I?”

Logan didn't even flinch at the empty threats. “If you wanted me dead, you could have done so the moment my team walked in through the front door of the building.”

Andre clicked his tongue against the roof

of his mouth.

“That's true but you getting shot randomly by one of my men wasn't the plan. It would only rob me of the joy I would get from shooting you in the face by myself and taking the crown while the blood leached out of your body.”

Logan chuckled softly which then grew into

full-blown laughter, only serving to irritate Andre.

“What the hell is so funny, huh?’ Andre grunted, taking a step closer.

Logan ignored him, laughing on for as long as he wanted, only slowing the sound down to a trickle a couple of minutes later.

“I'm just amused…”

“I didn't realize that my words were that funny.” he huffed
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