Page 3 of Fierce Secrets

"Baby, please," Logan was closer now, his expensive cologne carried on the wind that threatened to chill me to my core. I'd spent too much money on that damn cologne he loved so much. "We can talk about this."

We were past talking. There was no coming back from this. It had been my one rule in relationships. You never cheat, nor stay with a cheater. That trust, once broken, was never something you could regain, no matter what bullshit some therapists said.

Logan was getting closer now, and the panic and pain welled up inside me, morphing into anger.

"Leave me alone!" I snapped, causing him to pause as our eyes met. He had the damn audacity to even look hurt.

"Meredith, please, let's just talk?—"

"Talk?! There's no talking about this, Logan! How could you? How could you do this to me? To us?!" The words pierced the air louder and higher than I intended, cracking with a shattered sob.

"Merry, I'm so sorry," Logan started, but I barked out a semi-psychotic laugh.

"Sorry?" He was unbelievable right now. "You think 'sorry' can fix this? Can undo it? Can take your fucking dick out of her?!"

"It meant nothing, I swear. It was an accident, please, let's just go somewhere and talk." He had both his hands up in a calming manner, but it only infuriated me more.

At least I wasn't on the brink of a panic attack now. No, the rage had set in instead. I'd take what little win I could right now.

"An accident?! What, your dick just slipped into her? You accidentally invited her into our bed?" I shook my head at the absurdity of it. "Go somewhere and talk too? What, you don't want little Miss Home-wrecker in there to get upset if I go back intoourhome?!" My words were loud now, and a couple walking across the street were looking our way. I didn't care. I wanted the whole world to know what this disgusting man had done.

How he'd hurt me.

"Merry, stop shouting," Logan's voice had taken a turn, and his brow was drawn now.

Was he seriously getting frustrated and mad at me?

"This, this is nothing. You destroyed this." I yanked my engagement ring off, my heart skipping a beat as I flung it at him.

He attempted to catch it, but it pinged on the concrete sidewalk as he fumbled it.

I watched him bend down to pick it up, another broken sob breaking free as the rage evaporated, the pain overwhelming me once more.

I turned away, squeezing my eyes shut as I tried to quell my frantic heart. My thin blouse offered no protection against the December chill, and I could feel mascara-tinted tears freezing on my cheeks.

The distinctive growl of a high-performance engine cut through the night, and a touch of relief hit me. I opened my eyes, watching as a black Bentley glided to a stop at the curb, its tinted windows reflecting the streetlights like black ice. The passenger door opened before the car fully stopped.

"Get in, Meredith." Leo's voice was low, dangerous. He didn't exit the vehicle, but I could feel his displeasure at this entire situation. Leo and I weren't close, even if he was my brother's best friend. In truth, he kinda terrified me, not that I'd ever admit it. He was like family whether I liked it or not, and as scary as he was, he'd never let my brother down.

Logan's face twisted into annoyance once he righted himself and glared at the vehicle. Everyone in the city's upper circles knew Leo Donati, the notorious and ruthless businessman, and they knew not to cross him.

Too bad Logan had never actually met him, and didn't seem to care about his status in the city.

"She's not going with you, we have things to discuss," Logan spat as he bowed slightly to glare in at Leo.

Right now, I really was wondering how stupid Logan was.

Leo's piercing gaze moved to the man who'd just crushed my heart, his face expressionless. "She's coming with me."

"Like hell she is," Logan spat, and I froze, a chill coursing through me as Logan slammed the passenger door shut.

I wrapped my arms around myself, the cold night air finally too much for me, and could only watch as the driver's door opened.

Leo eased out and stood tall, all 6-foot-3 of him moving with careful precision as he gave Logan a mildly displeased look. He looked far too well-dressed in his apparently permanent attire of a gray suit, not even the tie giving it a splash of color since he was wearing his usual black tie.

Why had Grayson sent him? Sure, he was his best friend, but this was not something Leo needed to deal with. Gray had other friends, so why Leo?

He rounded the car, giving me only the slightest glance before he stepped right in front of Logan, causing my cheating fiancé to take a step back. Leo looked far too composed for howI was feeling, but that was nothing new. I'd never known the man to show much emotion, even when we were teenagers. Hell, as much as he'd been around me growing up, I barely knew the man really. He was private and focused on his business as some high and mighty CEO, a position given to him from his wealthy ass family.

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