I avoided talking to Logan over the next few days and tried to keep my distance from him though my efforts were futile considering I lived with the bastard now. That contract was my last resort to prove myself, and Logan took that away from me, like everything else in my life.
I wouldn't be in this mess right now if only that bullet had pierced his heart. Instead, I would be the billionaire's widow.
I laughed until I realized how disturbing it was for me to take pleasure in his demise. What's wrong with me? Why were my thoughts so dark? So ruthless?
A long sigh escaped my lips as the elevators opened into his suite. I placed my purse on the small foyer. I finished work three hours ago, but I decided to go out for some drinks with the girls to avoid coming back.
"Hello?" I
