CHAPTER 226: WALKING SHELL

–Logan–

I stretched out to reach her, but nope. The spot beside me was clean and tidy. Jane woke up earlier than expected.

I dragged myself to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, washed my face, threw on some clothes, and headed downstairs—only to witness Skyler with his sneaky little right hand inside Jane’s white tank top, clearly trying to grab her nipples.

"Hey!" I barked, pointing at the mischievous baby. He got startled.

"Why are you shouting?" Jane frowned at me.

"Where is that hand going?" I glared at Sky, who only cooed, looking at me like the most innocent cherub on Earth.

I rushed to him and pried his little pervy hand away from Jane’s boobs. Sky’s lips wobbled, and he burst into tears. Jane kicked me. The brat quickly dove into Jane’s neck and hugged her like the perfect victim.

"Yeah, whatever," I muttered. I reached up, lifted Jane’s chin, and kissed her lips. "I’ll have you later."

"No." she replied coldly, glaring.

I gaped at her icy shutdown. She pushed me away while soothing Sky, stroking his back.

"Wow," I scoffed dramatically.

"Hey, breakfast," Livana called out, sounding like some kind of elegant housekeeper or something.

"Mama!" Sky squealed, reaching for Livana. She picked him up instantly.

"Why is my baby boy crying?" she asked sweetly.

"Titi," he pointed at me accusingly.

I scoffed. "What? Me?" I shook my head. "You were pinching someone else’s boobs."

"He’s a kid, Logan. Stop being stupid," Jane shot back coldly.

"Shupid!" Sky repeated loudly.

We immediately shut up.

Yep. He picks up insults real fast.

"It’s totally fine, baby. Don’t call him that," Livana cooed while kissing Sky’s cheek.

I gave Sky an intense eye-to-eye stare, and he stared right back with those innocent eyes... then smirked. Like a tiny evil gremlin.

"You saw that!" I turned to Jane, pointing like he’d just committed a crime.

"That he smirked at you?"

Jane laughed and followed Livana to the kitchen.

I settled down while Livana strapped her son into the high chair. I sat across from Sky and glared at him for touching what’s mine. I swear this wasn’t the first time—I just happened to catch him this round, grabbing Jane’s boobs.

Those are mine.

"Shupid!" Sky said again, and Livana and Jane nearly choked holding in their laughter.

"Baby, that’s not something you should say all the time," Livana gently scolded him while feeding him.

Jane kicked me under the table.

"This is your fault," I hissed at her.

To make up for it (or maybe to protect what’s mine from the boob-grabbing baby), I picked up Jane’s bowl, filled it with wonton dumplings, and placed it beside her plate.

"Ohh, that’s sweet," Livana teased with a grin. "So, have you two thought about being together?"

"I have no choice at all," Jane replied casually.

I gasped dramatically. "Wow, wow." I clapped my hands, and Sky echoed with a cheerful "yehay!"

"I was the one trying to get along with you. I was patient," I pointed out stubbornly.

"Of course, you are," Livana giggled. She looked at Jane with a mischievous glint. "So, last night... you two were very noisy." She sighed dreamily. "I was envious."

Jane flushed bright red and kicked me again under the table.

"You heard it wrong. Logan’s watching rated x movies."

"Oh," Livana acted innocent. "I see. I know that Logan couldn’t perform that much." She giggled as I sighed. My ego here... being stepped all over.

I cleaned up the kitchen while Livana played with her son. Then, after that, I went to Jane’s room where she’s currently cleaning our mess, probably.

"Hey, babe. Let’s make love." I pulled my shirt over my head and approached her. She turned to me as I scooped her face and kissed her lips. She kissed back and that’s enough for me. I want her badly.

She pushed me off to bed and started unbuckling my pants. I smirked and let her. She took the condom, locked the door, undressed and put an amount of lube on her hand and just shoved it in. Moans escaped my mouth. I covered my face when I couldn’t help it. All of my energy is being pumped out to an explosive orgasm. Damn it. No one can make me come this fast.

I reached her breasts and squeezed it.

"Are you having fun?" I couldn’t help myself but to let out moans. "Oh, God!" I gripped on her butt and smacked it. "How do you do that?"

She stopped.

"What? Your woman does the same, right?"

I mean, they do the same. But I never expect Jane to be this good being a cowgirl. She smirked at me as she pressed her hands over my chest and started grinding like a mad cowgirl and damn it, she came and I came after. I already guess that it’s a lot. She collapsed over my chest while I caressed her wet pussy.

I kissed her tophead and hugged her.

"You nearly broke my dick." I told her as she laughed and smacked my chest.

–Sophia–

I stretched my arms above my head and yawned lazily as Damon ascended from the stairs, looking groggy—practically half-dead. Man. He desperately needs to get laid. Poor guy hasn’t touched a woman in forever, but of course, Livana is supposed to be dead. Which sucks for him... and also sucks for my eyes because I have to watch a walking corpse.

"Should I order him some prostitutes?" I whispered to Kai, who elbowed me hard.

"What?"

"Leave the poor guy alone," Kai muttered.

"He’s got weak knees," I pointed out.

And then, like the dramatic telenovela star he secretly is, Damon collapsed right on the floor.

Kai was already on his feet—springing forward.

"BRO!" he shouted, checking Damon’s forehead. "You’re burning up!"

I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose.

"Livana... your husband is still trying to kill himself, you dumb lug," I murmured as I grabbed the telephone to call the family driver.

"Damon!" Aunt Amiliee cried, rushing in.

"Brother!" Alyssa shrieked as she sprinted downstairs. "You haven’t eaten!" She scolded the unconscious man like he could hear her. "Damn it!"

Kai lifted Damon over his shoulder like it weighed nothing more than a blanket.

I stood, following them as they carried Damon out, crossing my arms while Alyssa fumbled for her phone.

"Cancel our appointment. I have an emergency—family emergency," she snapped before hanging up. She turned to me, looking terrified. "Please, Sophia... tell me that my stupid brother is not dying?"

"Your stupid brother is not dying," I answered dryly.

Alyssa inhaled, then exhaled like I’d just blessed her with holy water.

"Thank you. I needed that."

A motorbike screeched to a halt in front of us. I smirked automatically. Leather jacket, helmet—Lore tried so hard to look cool I could practically smell the dramatic slow-motion music he imagined for himself.

He popped off the helmet, shaking his hair. Alyssa tilted her head like she was trying to figure out if he was edible or annoying.

"Hi!" Lore greeted her cheerfully.

"Uh... and who are you?" Alyssa asked, full spoiled-rich-brat tone.

"I’m Lore," he said with a smile, extending his hand.

Alyssa just stared at the hand like it irritated her existence.

"You should take my hand," he deadpanned. Alyssa didn’t move. Lore sighed and crossed his arms, turning to me. "Rich kids are impossible to approach, right, sis?"

I laughed and tapped his shoulder.

"Alyssa, this is Lore. Livana assigned him to help you with your mixed martial arts."

"Oh!" Alyssa snapped her fingers. "So you know my sister personally?"

Lore nodded. "Yup. We were close."

"Well then, Lore, you might have to cancel. My brother’s in the hospital."

"Oh," Lore clicked his tongue. "Damn. He’s killing himself."

I gave him the shut-up gesture immediately. Alyssa was already suspicious.

"No excuse tomorrow," he pointed at Alyssa. "I’ll be here at exactly five in the morning. Be awake."

"What? FIVE? No way!" Alyssa protested.

"Sorry, Alyssa," Lore said as he pulled out his phone, showing her a contract. "I have to be strict."

Alyssa took it and read, horrified.

"W–what!? This is too much!" She looked at me. "Sophia?"

I raised both hands. "Lore will take care of you. Step one is discipline. And he WILL discipline you."

Alyssa stared at me in disbelief as she handed his phone back.

"But WHY does his phone look like Jurassic technology?"

I pressed my lips together to stop myself from laughing while Lore clutched his chest dramatically.

"I customized this! I MADE this! It’s heavy-duty!" he protested.

His phone beeped and he snapped to attention, pointing at me. "Don’t come outside."

I nodded. He slipped his helmet back on and zoomed away.

"He’s cute," Alyssa whispered to me, still confused. "But why does his phone look like Jurassic?"

"Are you turned off by that?"

"No... I’m just curious," she sighed. "But he’s so young."

"He’s been training since he was in diapers," I winked.

"And he’s close with Livana..." her smile softened, then faltered. "I want to hear everything about her from him."

"Well, good luck tomorrow," I said, pulling her inside. "When he said we can’t come out, we don’t come out."

"But who is he, really?" she asked.

"Just someone who can protect and help you."

Deanne yawned dramatically as she shuffled toward the living room with her purse.

"Deanne, you can’t go out," I warned. "Lore was just here."

"Oh," she muttered, shoulders slumping before heading upstairs.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"I’m gonna fuck Caine again," she said casually.

Alyssa gagged. I cackled.

"You guys are openly doing that in our residence."

"When you’re old enough, you’ll understand," I teased, patting Alyssa lightly.

"Ew! Anyway, I’ll just change and check on my stupid brother." She dug in her purse for her phone.

I sat back down, immediately thinking of my Kai. Of course he’d take Damon to the hospital first... then he’d come back... stay beside me... and make love to me.

God, just imagining Kai had me throbbing already. Damon fainting was messing with my sex life.

That bastard better eat when he wakes up—I’m shoving food down his damn throat.