CHAPTER 25
Deidra
He was the devil my mother told me to stay away from: the charming, slick-talking, dressed in suits and smelling like the Old Spice cologne you could only dream about. The hustle and bustle of the Century City neighborhood greeted me, luxury cars parked in the circular driveways in front of the building waiting for the valet to come, each building displaying lavish glass designs on the outside exterior. I could only imagine how high up the building went since he lived on the penthouse floor.
Once my Uber driver left, I let out a heavy sigh as I stood in front of his luxury high-rise condo that spread out over seventy-five acres of prime real estate and made my little apartment seem like a shoebox. Logan thought I was one of those women he could talk sweet to and make m
