Page 5 of Redeeming Logan

The deep timber of a male voice resonates through the room, making me freeze. The hairs on my arms raise, and a funny feeling happens in my lower stomach as he talks. The baritone of his voice vibrates through me in a way that makes my brain go blank.

“I can assure you Mr. Adams that Little Taliah will be in very good hands here with me. She will be treated with the utmost care here at Harmony Heights.” His smile promises malicious intent as his eyes flicker with an emotion I can’t quite place.

Mr. Adams scoffs next to me like he doesn’t believe a word that just came out of Dr. Logan’s mouth. Somehow I’m not sure that I believe it either. I look over at the headmaster as he leans back in his chair. His eyes are traveling my body with no shame, and when he sees I caught him, he winks and smiles back. Leaning forward, he grabs some papers and a pen and tosses them to the other side of the desk near Mr. Adams. He slides a checkbook out from a desk in his drawer next and places it in front of him while grabbing another pen.

“You know what to do from here, I’m sure. Sign by the X's, and then you’re free to go.” He states snidely.

The look that Mr. Adams gives me is one of sorrow. I didn’t think a man like him could even feel sorrow, and I have a feeling he actually means it too. He reaches for the papers and signs by the X’s as he flips through them. When he’s done, he tosses them back onto the desk and moves to stand. Mr. Pickett scratches away on the check and tosses it at Mr. Adams, who grabs it out of the air and stuffs it in his pocket.

“I’m sorry that it had to come to this Taliah. I hope that someday you may be able to forgive me, but I understand if you can’t.” He peers down at me, and the sadness he’s feeling emanatesfrom his eyes and his voice. Giving me one last look, he turns and walks out of the office with his goons trailing behind him.

Their shoes clicking through the hallway is the only sound that's heard in the office. I watch as his back fades from sight, then swing my gaze to the front of the office. Dr. Logan and Mr. Pickett are both staring at me in very different ways. One stare is full of creepy sexual intent, and the other is full of harsh curiosity. I shiver from their burning gazes on me. I have no idea what is in store for me now, but I have a feeling that it won’t be a walk in the park. I thought my life was shitty before, but now? Now I think it just got worse.

“Welcome to Harmony Heights Little Lamb; I think I just might be your favorite host during your stay.”

Chapter Six

Logan

Ifound her.I was starting to lose hope that she actually existed. After losing Vanessa, I didn’t think I’d ever find the perfect Little Lamb again. But here she is, sitting wide-eyed in that leather chair. Her fingers clutching the arm of it so tight that her knuckles are white. Her breath is coming out in little puffs as she stares up at me with fearful eyes. Poor thing has no idea what she’s in for while being in my care, and it makes me smile.

I wonder just how long she will last. Will she cry as I cut her and make her bleed? Will she spew the contents of her stomach across the floor when I fuck her? I know I said my dick would never enter anyone else but my Little Lamb again. But I think she’s it. I’m willing to sacrifice my vow to test the theory. If she can’t take it, then I guess I’ll still get a decent orgasm out of it.

She’s shaking like a leaf as she looks between us, but her eyes aren’t on me for more than a second. They’re too focused on Mr. Pickett. I look over at him reclined back in his chair with his feetnow kicked up on his desk. His hands are folded behind his head, and he’s staring at her with lust in his eyes.Fuck, we can’t have that now, can we?I glare at Mr. Picket and lean over, knocking his feet off his desk.

He may be the headmaster, but his dick is the size of a baby carrot with an inferiority complex to match. He looks up at me with a glare before he gets the memo and backs down. He huffs out a disgruntled sigh as he pushes his chair back and stands.

“Miss Taliah, it was a pleasure meeting you, but I will leave you now with your host, Dr. Logan. He will see that you have been properly integrated into our way of life here at Harmony Heights.” He nods at Taliah before he leaves the office in a rush.

Leaving me alone with a frightened Taliah. She looks up at me with round eyes, the green shining like a gem in the sunlight streaming through the window. The specks of blue in them are like a hidden oasis in the forest. Her pale skin is paper thin, leaving her blue veins on full display in her hands and neck. A pink hue rises to her cheeks as I blatantly stare at her.

She squirms in her chair with discomfort and it makes me giddy with excitement. I wonder how uncomfortable she will be when she’s naked and strapped to my table. I walk closer to her watching as her eyes track my movements. Leaning against the front of the desk, only a foot away from her, I peer down at her.

I hold her gaze, letting my dominance roll off of me in waves, waiting for her to have some sort of reaction. Her eyes start to go glassy as she stares back at me, but then a switch flips. Her eyes narrow, and she slowly stands up from her chair, leveling me with a glare as she crosses her arms over her chest.

“What now, Dr. Logan? Is this the part you lock me away in a basement or some shit?” She asks snarkily with a tilt of her head.She can’t be more than five feet with my more than twelve inches towering over her. This girl has guts, that's for sure.

“Something like that. Follow me, Taliah.” I don’t wait for her to acknowledge me before I leave the room.

The squeak of her converse against the tile floor is a contrast to theclick clackof my dress shoes. I lead her down the hall to another door and swipe my badge against the card reader. The door beeps, and I usher her through to the other side. The heavy click echos through the dingy hallway we entered.

Taliah is frozen at my side; I’m sure she’s wondering what dimension she just walked into. This part of the facility is completely different from the one we let the outside world see in the front. The floor is plain cement with cracks running every which way. Walls made of cement blocks painted white are flaking, and some vines try to break through the cracks between the bricks. Overhead lights flicker in spots from the shotty electricity back here. Screams echo from the rooms behind the metal doors through the hallway. The residents here that Ican’ttouch just slowly dwindle away in their rooms before they lose their minds.

I peer down at Taliah next to me, watching as she takes a step back and turns to the metal door, tugging on the handle with all of her might. Watching this little girl try to escape this place makes me chuckle because no one leaves here the same person they were before.

“Welcome to your new home, Taliah. There’s no way out now, Little Lamb.”

Chapter Seven

Taliah

Itug on this stupid metal door with all my might, and it doesn’t budge. Dr. Logan just stands there watching me struggle and waiting for me to give up. He’s leaned against the wall next to the door, peering down at me with boredom. I let out a huff as I slammed my fist against the door, letting out a scream of frustration. Leaning my forehead against the metal, I take in a deep breath, willing myself not to cry. I won’t let him see me break.

I push off the door, not even sparing him a look, and start slowly down the hallway. I peer into the little windows on the other doors, and it sends chills down my spine. The first room we passed houses a woman whose hair has fallen out, leaving her with bald spots. I say “fallen out” lightly because the way she looks at me through the glass makes me think she pulled it out herself. She notices me staring at her and gives me an oddly sadbut pleasant smile. Like she’s sorry that I’m locked up here with her.

The next room we pass houses a man who's sitting against the wall at the back, rocking himself. He seems to be muttering to himself but I can't hear the sounds that he makes. He makes eye contact with me and gives me a smile full of missing teeth. He gets up and walks towards the door, banging his fists on it while screaming at me.

My heart races faster as I look at the man screaming his heart out. He leans back and spits on the glass, making me flinch. I walk further down the hall, and the sight in the next room makes my stomach turn. It’s another woman, and she’s squatting against the back wall. The brown smears running along the walls make me want to gag. I steel myself, and then she does something I wouldn’t have expected. She looks up through the window, not actually seeing anything. Her eyes are cloudy, and there’s nothing in them. Almost like Dr. Logans. She takes a step closer to the door while pulling her hand from behind her. She launches a giant glob of brown shit at the window on the door.

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