Page 298 of Sin Bin

Logan closed his eyes and swallowed hard. Out of the toxic brew of hatred, pain and fury, Meadow’s face appeared in his mind and then blurred before fading away.

Chantal was right. Sleeping with her would deal a crushing blow to his father. He could make it happen right here and now. He could throw Chantal down on the couch and rage-fuck her until her treacherous screams of pleasure brought her husband running. He could already see the look of betrayal on Lucien’s face, the anger and humiliation. It wouldn’t even the score between them, not by a long shot. But it would be a start.

As Chantal pressed her body closer, nothing stirred in his crotch. Not even a twitch. His blackened soul might be hell-bent on revenge, but his body clearly wasn’t interested.

“Let’s make him pay, Logan,” Chantal breathed coaxingly. “Even if he never finds out, we’ll have the satisfaction of knowing we got the best of him.”

When Logan opened his mouth to respond, she reached up and put her fingers over his lips. “Shh.” She looked up at him through her fake eyelashes. “Don’t talk. Just kiss me.”

When he didn’t resist, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her mouth against his.

Everything inside him recoiled. But he didn’t push her away, and she took that as encouragement to keep going.

“God, you’re sexy,” she purred with throaty arousal. “I wanted you the moment I laid eyes on you. I’m going to enjoy fucking you.”

His heart, mind and body rebelled against her words.

“Kiss me back,” she whispered pleadingly. “Let yourself go, Logan. You deserve this. We both do.”

As her tongue tried to part his lips, he came to his senses and jerked his head away. “No. I can’t do this.”

Chantal moaned, her arms tightening around his neck. “Logan—”

“No. I’m serious. I love Mea—”

Chantal gave him a hard shove, catching him off balance and sending him sprawling back onto the couch. With a breathless laugh she quickly climbed on top of him, straddling him as he stared up at her in angry disbelief.

“What the f—”

She leaned down and gave him a smothering kiss.

He tore his mouth away, his hands lifting to grip her arms. Before he could push her off him, he heard voices approaching the room.

There was a loud, shocked gasp.

Then his father roared, “WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?”

Logan sat up so fast that Chantal toppled off his lap and landed hard on the floor. He barely noticed, his gaze already swinging to the woman who stood just behind his father.

The blood drained from his head.

Meadow stared at him with a look of stunned betrayal that ripped his soul open.

“Jupiter—”

She spun around and took off running out of the room.

His heart lurched. “Jupiter, wait!”

As he got up and rushed after her, Lucien furiously grabbed his arm. “You rotten little bastard—”

Logan violently shook him off and raced after Meadow, praying he hadn’t just fucked up the best thing that ever happened to him.

Chapter Forty-Four

MEADOW

Tears erupted from her eyes as she fled down the corridor. Her heart was beating riotously above the sound of her heels clicking rapidly across the floor.

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