Veronica's POV

"And that's why I had to come here." Andrew said.

He was telling me why he came to Louisiana. His dad's property had some issues which he had to deal with. His dad, unfortunately died in a car accident when he was ten and after that, he shifted to Mexico with his mother. Logan asked my dad if Andrew could live here. Victor and Daniel clearly were against it because they were against an outsider living in our house, for safety reasons but I guess, Logan has some magic when he talks to dad. He instantly agrees to whatever Logan says.

For example, in Mexico when we had Logan's high school reunion party, dad immediately agreed to let me go with him when he actually hates sending me to parties. Today too, he agreed for the long drive at late night. If I never knew that Logan is related to the Michaelsons, I would've died from the curiosity of why dad trusts Logan so much. But now it all makes sense. He was the only one Logan had after his father died in front of him therefore, Logan has completely devoted his loyalty to dad, which gained his 100% trust.

"I'm glad you're here." I smiled at him.

"When are you guys going back to Mexico?" He asked

"Monday. There's a banquet this week with the original mafia families and everyone has to be present there so Veronica's dad wants her to be there too." Logan mumbled.

"Was anyone gonna tell me this anytime soon?" I folded my arms. It was infuriating that I'm always the last one to know about everything going on.

"Steven would've informed you soon." He replied while I rolled my eyes.

"Wait, if the mafia families will be there then how can Veronica make an appearance? Won't the Theodores know about it?" Andrew asked.

"This banquet is only for the original families that is: Gambino, Lucchese, Colombo, Bonanno and Genovese. The Theodores won't be there as they aren't the originals and there will be tight security so she's safe plus we all are with her." Logan informed.

"But what if they come to know she's here?"

"We'll be gone by then. The banquet is on Sunday and we're leaving for Mexico on Monday."

"Cool!" I mumbled. "We should go and sleep, it's almost 4 now."

They both nodded and Logan took Andrew to his room. I opened my room and closed the door. What caught my attention was the wardrobe half opened and the side drawers were a bit opened too. To what I remember, I always close them. I narrowed my eyes and opened my wardrobe to see if everything was okay.

Nothing felt suspicious. Keeping my weird thoughts aside, I changed and slept.

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"After that Logan and I started to hang out a lot and that's how we became friends since then." Andrew told me their friendship story sitting on my bed while I was applying my eyeliner.

I was getting ready for the day, wearing black high waist jeans and a green tank top. Today is Sunday i.e., the banquet. Everyone were pretty busy since the morning, extremely occupied with preparing for today as it's a very big occasion. All the original families mafia are gonna be there.

"Wow that's cool." I mumbled carefully, making sure I didn't ruin my wing liner.

"Yeah, Logan, Melissa and I are pretty close since then." He said and I looked at him through the mirror, closing the eyeliner.

"So where is she from?" I turned around and asked, her name caught my attention.

"Melissa? She's from Italy."

"What was she doing in Mexico then?"

"Her dad sent her here there to study, she never told me the reason why." He mumbled and I narrowed my eyes.

"But Italy is a pretty good place to study."

"I know right but I don't know her reason." He shrugged.

"That's weird though." I said being a bit lost. "What's her last name?"

"Tarquinio. Melissa Tarquinio!" He told me.

Something instantly flashed in front of my eyes.

"Alright, so I talked to your dad and we got to know somehow, the initials of someone who is after you, with Rodger." Logan told me as I keenly listened to him.

"It's M.T." He said. "Just be careful, if you get a call from Rodger again or anyone with these initials, inform me immediately." He told me.

"Veronica? You there?" Andrew's voice brought me back to the present.

"Yeah!" I mumbled, still being lost.

I remember two months ago in Mexico, Logan told me about these initials and told me to be careful.

M.T.

Melissa Tarquinio.

And she's from Italy.

Not to forget, she hates me.

"Back to Earth, Veronica." Andrew snapped his finger in front of me, bringing me back from my bubble of contemplation.

"Oh yeah, um sorry. So what does her dad do exactly?"

"Businessman and her family is pretty rich." He spoke.

A rich businessman in Italy is literally the most common cover for being involved in Mafia. My dad's the biggest example of it.

"Wow that's awesome." I mumbled.

"Anyways, so what's the update on the Theodores?" He asked me.

"Um nothing yet. I don't think they know I'm back to Louisiana and even if they know, they can't do anything about it as we're leaving tomorrow." He nodded as I told him.

"And any updates on Rodger?"

"Nope!" I said popping the 'p'. "Nothing yet."

"What about Max?"

And something clicked me.

Max

Max Travis

M.T.

I closed my eyes and sighed feeling a bit better knowing that it isn't Melissa. Thinking about Logan's friend being the traitor would've caused huge problems but it isn't her, obviously when Max has the same initials and is involved with the Theodores.

"Nothing about him either. It's confirmed that he's with the Theodores though." I told him.

"Of course he is. That guy's history screams problem." Andrew muttered.

"History?"

"Didn't I tell you? His name never existed before this year?" He said and I remembered him telling me that in Mexico.

"Yeah, so that's not his real name then?"

"Obviously, duh. Max Travis never existed before. There's no name as such in any accounts."

I slipped in my thoughts again. What if his name is just a coincidence with those initials? Unfortunately and sadly, Melissa and her initials wasn't leaving my mind.

"Where are you getting lost again and again?" Andrew asked a bit suspiciously.

"Um no where." I cleared my throat.

"Someone's calling you downstairs." He told me, I nodded and we both left the room. He got a call suddenly so he went aside and told me to continue walking.

I walked down the stairs and saw Logan coming to the hall, he looked at me and smiled and I smiled back.

"Hey you." He mumbled.

"Hey you!" I smiled.

"Slept well?" He asked, keeping a good distance to avoid unessential attention.

"Yeah. Just want to get over all this and go back to Mexico with you." I said lazily and saw a small smile on his lips.

It made my heart jump. I still remember how Scarlett told me that I love him and I'm almost convinced too that I'm falling for this guy every second.

But here's the thing, Logan is too pessimistic about the relationship we share. I understood that the night we were in his balcony talking about us. Plus I've no idea what he feels for me, therefore I'm not sure what exactly do with this feeling I have for him.

"What are you thinking?" He asked, bringing me back on Earth again.

Oh nothing, was just thinking about falling for you.

"I...um, nothing." I stumbled with words, not knowing what to tell.

He was about to say something when someone called me. I looked behind and saw a stylist whom I recognised from last events.

She took me to a room which was filled with gowns and one pieces and all the typical dresses for a formal banquet. We were choosing stuffs when a message popped on my mobile.

11:15AM
"Tonight."

I narrowed my eyes looking at the message. I replied back.

11:15AM
"Beg your pardon?"

After a minute, I got a reply.

11:16AM
"He's lying. Tonight, big night"

And then it clicked me, I completely forgot that message I got from that unknown number which Vanessa gave. I closed my eyes feeling stupid. I didn't know what to do though. The first thought that came in my mind was to inform Logan but the thing is then I'd have to tell him from where I'm getting these messages and how I got this unknown number. For that, I'll have to tell him how much his mother has been bitchy to me, therefore there's no use of telling him.

I sighed and kept my phone aside. Picking up a blood red, body draping gown with deep neck and high slit till the end of the thigh, I placed it over myself and instantly felt beautiful. It was sleeveless with a very thin strip.

I gave it a final glance and finalised it along with a silver earrings and bracelet. Leaving the room, my mind didn't leave the messages I got few days back and today. I came to hall and saw Victor, dad and Logan sitting and discussing about something. Dad saw me coming and gave me a small smile.

"Did you finalise any dress?" He asked me.

"Yeah, I did." I nodded.

"Okay, tonight we've to leave by 7:30PM, make sure you don't get late. It's a very important event and we need to be very cautious. There will be 450 security guards spread all around the place where the banquet is taking place. The event is private hence no other security guard can come inside. Therefore, Logan will be with you all the time and you're not supposed to leave his side even for a second. Is it clear?" Dad explained me everything.

Being with Logan all the time is the only thing I need.

"Yes, understood." I nodded again.

"And Logan, make sure that no one gets suspicious about you being her bodyguard Morgan Tyler. You're coming with us as an associate. Michaelsons are coming with us as our associates too because they aren't the originals." He ordered him and he nodded in agreement.

"Alright then, it's all clear." He said getting up.

"Wait, if she'll be with Logan all the time, won't they think that there's something between them? I think it's a bad idea." Victor said getting up too and I instantly panicked I don't know why.

"Literally no one would think that, Victor." I immediately said and all the three men looked at me strangely. Logan's look was rather being suspicious.

"Well considering your beautiful past history, everybody's gonna thing that." Victor said sarcastically, boiling me up.

"Yeah, what about it? What history are you talking about?" I asked taking a step towards him.

"You don't want me to recite it all over again, do you?" He didn't step back.

"Oh I sure do." I said folding my arms.

"Victor." Dad said in a warning voice.

"What? I just said an obvious assumption and she has to obviously go against everything I say." He defended himself.

"And I said an obvious statement that no one will think in that way."

Logan was just silent and looking at us fighting.

"Why are you so adamant about it? Stop making a fuss." He said getting irritated.

"Oh yeah? Who will I be with if not Logan then?" I asked.

"Jason, obviously."

"Yeah, exactly the reason why I'm so adamant." I rolled my eyes.

"Till when will you keep running from him? There will be a time when you'll have to be with him always. Face the reality princess." He said rather being sadistic, his each words kept making me angry.

"Yeah, say that when you're forced to marry someone whom you're not even in love with." I shouted and the room went all silent.

Dad took a deep breathe and was just looking at me, analysing what I was thinking after all, this is all due to him. Victor simply didn't have anything to say to that and Logan...

Um well, he was just staring at me and doing the same thing as dad, analysing.
Knowing how much deeply and perfectly he knows me, if he makes out what I'm feeling then I'll be fucked for life.

My eyes fell on the person who was standing just on the doorstep, staring at me who was none other than Jason. I closed my eyes and instantly regretted. I never had any type of intention to hurt him like this. No one said anything and he walked inside with a file and gave it to Steven, pretending he doesn't care what I just said.

Well that's classic Jason. He just doesn't care about anything and doesn't really get hurt either.

I sighed and went to my room. Sitting on the bed, I closed my eyes with my hand and tried to calm myself down, until I heard a voice.

"Veronica?" Logan's deep voice blessed my ears and I looked at him. All my worries instantly vanished gaping at his face. "Are you okay?"

He looked a bit worried yet he had suspicious eyes on me too.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I said normally, looking away. He came inside the room and closed the door.

"What are you doing? They'll notice-"

"They're in a meeting in the conference room." He said tossing his phone on the bed and sat in front of me on the bedroom bench.

"What's going on with you? You're acting weird since the morning." He asked.

"I'm fine, really."

He studied my face for some seconds, trying to make sure if I was saying the truth.

We'll I wasn't.

"What's with that frustration you showered downstairs?" He muttered.

"I don't like being with Jason."

"Why?"

"No reason." I mumbled.

"There has to be a reason. You got quite defensive there." He said.

"So you want me to be with Jason the whole night instead of you?" I raised my eyebrows.

"No, of course not." He corrected. "I want you all by myself."

"Then what's the problem." I said and got up, he immediately held my hand and looked up at me.

"Did he do something to you recently?"

I nodded no.

"Then?"

"I just wanted to be with you and that's the only reason I denied Victor's stupid assumptions." I muttered and he looked at me being a little lost.

"Whatever Victor said was right though." He mumbled.

Here we go again. I sighed.

"We're not talking about Jason or my marriage again, Logan." I warned.

"I'm not saying anything, all I mean is that you don't even want to marry him yet you're not even doing anything about it. This can't go on like this." He said, standing up.

"What can't go on like this?" I raised my eye brows.

"Us."

I looked away knowing where this was going.

"Look at me." He said, coming closer to me. "Veronica, look here."

He made me look at him by my chin.

"We decide our own fate." He muttered and I got lost in his words. "What happens in the future is the result of what we do in the present. That's how we decide our fate."

I nodded slowly.

"You have to come to a conclusion and end things." He said and my heartbeat stopped.

End things?

I couldn't imagine myself being away from him and I couldn't believe he was telling me this. I breathed sharply.

"-with him. End things with Jason." He completed.

I looked at him with surprise.

"What? You thought I'm that selfless guy who would give away anything because the fate I decided isn't on my side?" He chuckled

"No I mean, you were earlier very negative about us." I mumbled.

"But I never said I'm gonna let you go."

My heart beat stopped again by his words. Again, I couldn't believe he was saying all of that to me.

"I'm selfish as fuck Veronica. I choose what I want and I take what's mine." He said coming closer to me and touched my cheeks with his fingers, traveling it to the lips.

"And you are mine." He completed and joined his lips with mine.

What did just happen?

I backed off and looked at him, "Two days before you were telling me that Jason is my future."

He looked at me, his hands were holding me by my waist and we were very close.

"Which he is." He shrugged.

"Then?" I raised my eyebrows.

"But I said we decide our own future." He said and I looked at him being a bit confused.

"Today, Jason is your future. But who told you that you can't change that?" He asked.

"And how am I supposed to change that?"

"Again I said by coming to a conclusion. I'll never leave you by my side, I'm not the guy who has a big heart to let you go. But it's you who has to choose. Between changing your future or accepting your future." He explained and planted a soft kiss on my lips.

How is he so normal talking about such a sensitive topic?

"Logan I don't want to marry him." I whispered.

"Then change it." He simply whispered back and smashed his lips with mine pushing me aggressively to the wall as if he wanted to destroy my mouth. I reciprocated this time, tongue pushing past his clenched teeth to the moist space within. The bristles of his beard scratched against my soft cheeks as I gripped his head firmly, as if to keep him from escaping.

He bit my lower lip sensuously making me gasp in pain. Entering my mouth, he kissed me even deeply, bringing me closer to him. The heat rose in my cheeks as his tongue touched mine, quick and electric and delicious, then firmer, more determined, more curious about the heat that lay within, seeking to chase down that elusive liquid lightning that reached through both of us.

He broke the kiss and we were breathing heavily. In no time, he started to give wet kisses all over my face and my neck.

"How do I change it?" I asked, closing my eyes feeling his luscious lips on my neck and tilting my neck to the other side to give him the space he needs.

"That's for you to figure out. I'm just a bodyguard, baby." He whispered huskily and licked the pulse behind my ear making me moan. It was the most sensitive area which makes me go weak in seconds. I was panting heavily.

"For the millionth time," I held his face and made him look at me. "You're not just my fucking bodyguard."

I said breathing heavily. He smiled and kissed me again. Closing my eyes, I felt his lips all on mine and his one hand massaging my breast while the other was holding my left thigh. He sucked my lips softly and I could feel the taste of the cigarette.

I narrowed my eyes a bit, he's been smoking lately a lot.

Throwing the thoughts out of the window because I didn't want to ruin the moment, I licked his lips between the kiss and held his face in my hand, we broke the kiss and joined our foreheads while breathing heavily.

"I can't wait to have you all by myself after tomorrow." He muttered against my lips.

"Me too." I said and kissed him softly.

"Get all your sleep here. You're not gonna get any, once we reach Mexico." He said and bit my lips sensuously making me gasp by the bite and his words too.

Kissing me one last time, he left the room leaving me alone. I looked at his departing figure and took a deep breath. I was nervous, was rather an understatement. I was feeling something which I can't explain in words. I didn't want him to know what I feel for him yet.

I smiled thinking about the last time I was leaving for Mexico with him. Things were so different back then. I wanted to leave this place but not with him, because of his arrogant attitude and now look at the scenerio. I can't wait to be alone with him now, away from everyone.

I shook my head and smiled. I was about to leave the room when Logan's phone on the bed which he forgot to take, vibrated. I took it and saw a text from Jason. I narrowed my eyes as it was the last thing I expected to find on Logan's phone.

12:45PM
"Got another one today."

I was confused by this message. What was he talking about and the main question was why was he texting Logan. I suddenly heard footsteps. I immediately threw the phone on the bed and turned around only to see Logan there.

"Hey!" I said a bit suspiciously.

"My phone." He mumbled and took it. He pecked me quickly and left.

I was still suspicious about the message Logan got. Why are these two brothers texting each other who actually haye one another. Can it be related to something with the message I got today?

I looked at the message of tonight. I was really inquisitive about it and wanted to know what's exactly the person is talking about.

Guess I'll know everything tonight.

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