"Hey!" I heard Max calling me.

"Hi." I said as he came to me.

"Where were you for a week?" He asked me.

Oh yeah, I had to live in a hotel room for a week without going out for college or anything, after what happened.

Logan said that we need to make sure that his house is safe for me.

"Oh, I wasn't well." I lied.

"Oh, I hope you're okay now. Also, why did a man come to some of us a week ago and asked us to not tell anyone that we know you?" He looked confused.

Oh Max, nothing, just a Code-71 shit.

"Uhm.. Actually my dad is a big business man so he has rivals. So they sometimes try to attack me. To keep me safe, my dad's men asked you to do that." I told him half truth.

"Who.. Are his rivals?" He looked a bit uncomfortable after hearing that. I looked at him, he started to act different.

"Well, just some business rivals." I stated.

I could notice some difference in his behaviour after I told him about the whole thing.

"Max, are you okay?" I snapped him out of his thoughts.

He was about to reply when his phone rang. It was a number.

Wait-
I've seen that number, somewhere.

"Uh, yeah, well, um I got to go. Bye, see ya." He said and left leaving me in confusion. Why was he suddenly behaviour so weird.

And that number, I think I know the number. The fuck, I don't remember. Why would a phone number which I know, would call Max?

I kept my thoughts aside for sometime and proceeded to go to my class when I heard someone's voice in a class near the canteen.

As the classes were just starting, no one was in or near the cafeteria of the college.

"...What the hell do you mean?"

I heard the voice.

Yes, it was Logan. He was talking to someone on call.

"...No, I don't give a fuck about it. I don't take orders from you." I heard Logan shouting.

"...I- wait what? Are you mad?"

"....Just shut the fuck up, Jason. I don't give a damn about it."

Wait, Jason? He was talking to Jason?

"...What? You'll go and complain to Mr.Denver like a baby? Guess what, I don't care, because he trusts me as equally as he trusts you, that's the reason he sent me with his daughter rather than with you."

Why the hell are they fighting? I went a bit closer to hear clearly.

"...I'm making this about Veronica? Or you are? You're literally so jealous at the fact that I'm with her, rather than you."

"....Jason, stop calling me for these rubbish stuffs related to her. You and I both know that there are better things to worry about and--"

I couldn't here more as my phone started ringing.

"Hello?" I answered the unknown number.

"Hello??? Who's this?" I asked again as I didn't get any reply.

I got annoyed and I cut the call. I fixed my concentration back on Logan, who was still talking to Jason.

"What? Who is this?" I got the call again.

"Hello, Veronica Denver." I heard a voice.

"Uh, who's this?"

"You didn't recognize me did ya?" The guy from the other side chuckled.

I looked at Logan, who cut his call and was staring outside the window being annoyed.

"No I didn't, who are you?" I asked

"Never mind, just stay safe Veronica Denver. Who knows what might happen next, anyone, anytime can do anything with you. So you better take care of yourself." I panicked listening to that.

I recognised who that is immediately. I ran inside the class where Logan was there. I muted the microphone.

"Logan, I- its Rodger." I said

"What? Where?"

"On the call." I pointed on my phone.

He immediately took my phone from me and un-muted the call. We couldn't hear anything.

"Hello?" He said. We didn't get any reply again and the call got disconnected.

"...Fuck!" He cursed.

"Why didn't you tell me instantly?" He asked looking at me.

"I didn't know whose phone call was that." He sighed hearing me out.

"C'mon, we can't be here, they'll trace us. Switch off your phone and let's go." He said as he held my hands and we went outside.

"No wait, did anyone see you here, in college?" He asked.

"Max." I told him while he got annoyed again.

"You gotta tell him to not open his mouth about you." He said as we left that particular building.

"Um, well.... I don't think he would say anything. Secondly, he is behaving very weird since the morning. We shouldn't waste time and just leave." I stated.

"Behaving weird?" He asked deeply.

"I'll explain later, let's go."

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"Ah, it feels so good to be back here." I smiled, enjoying the atmosphere of Logan's house as I came here after a week.

"Definitely!" He agreed and kept his mobile on the table.

"So um.. Max? Rodger? Whom do you wanna talk about?" He asked looking at me.

"Well, there's nothing to talk about Rodger, he was just asking me to be aware of my next steps which means he is gonna do something."

"But Max, he was behaving so weird. I mean, I didn't expect him to act like that." I continued.

"Does that have to do something with me?" He asked keenly.

"No, I mean you've been rude with him so many times and he was always normal after that, why would he react this time due to you. Doesn't make sense." I stated and looked at Logan, who started to think deeply about it.

"Ugh, anyways, I'm going to take shower." I left, leaving Logan in deep thoughts.

I reached my room and was about to go for shower when Logan knocked on my door.

"Yes?"

"Are you... are you okay? With all these things going on?" He asked as he entered the room.

"Um, I don't know. I mean as long as I am safe and away from dad and all, I'm fine. Just I want all of this to end." I said as I entered the washroom and hung my dress there and he stood by the washroom's door.

"Oh, alright." He said and turned to leave.

"Logan?" I called him. He looked at me with questionable eyes.

"Are you okay? I mean I heard you talking to someone angrily."

"Oh that, well nothing, I'm perfectly fine." He said.

"Was it.... Jason?" I asked. I wanted to see if he'll tell me or not.

"You don't have to worry about it." His voice got rigid.

"Logan, you know you can talk to me about it." I said.

"No, there's nothing to talk about."

"If it's Jason then...."

I couldn't complete as he came inside the washroom and pressed his lips on mine while pinning me to the wall.

"Mhm.." I moaned as I kissed him back.

"Let's not talk about Jason, please?" He said as he broke the kiss and kept his forehead against mine.

I sighed. "Fine." I said caressing his cheeks while he smiled, taking my lips in another kiss.

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"What the fuck is this?" I asked throwing some papers on his face. He was speechless looking at them.

"Veronica.. I... I can explain." He stammered a little, which can never suit his perfect personality.

"You can explain? No you can't. You lied to me about it, how could you?" I was too angry on him. Just a week before, we were selecting dresses for my special day, just a week before, he was fucking me in that hotel room, just a week before, everything was perfect and look at the present. He ruined it.

"You ruined everything, Jason." I shouted as I walked out of the room.

I quickly got up from my dream, breathing heavily.

"What the actual hell, again? The exact same things are coming in my dreams, again?" I sighed.

I slept in the evening today as I was tired. Logan was downstairs since the time I'm sleeping. I took some deep breath and went to the washroom to wash my face to feel better.

As I came back after washing my face, my new phone which Logan gave me today, started ringing, reflecting "Jason".

I didn't pick the call. I heard a knock on my door and saw Logan standing there.

"Are you okay?" He asked as he saw my tired face. Well, I wasn't exactly tired right now. It's just that, Jason was all over my mind.

Jason and I didn't talk even a bit in the last days when I was in Louisiana. When dad told me that I'm leaving for Mexico, he didn't even come personally to say good bye. Not that I wanted to talk to him, but he could've at least said something.

Screw that guy, fuck him.

"Veronica? You there?" I snapped out of my Jason thoughts.

"Yeah, yeah right, I'm perfectly alright." I said casually, to which I was able to understand that he didn't believe, by his look.

"Alright, so I talked to your dad and we got to know somehow, the initials of someone who is after you, with Rodger." He 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.

"Alright." I said while he nodded.

"Are you sure, you're okay? Are you thinking about what happened in the college today morning? If yes then Veronica, please just-"

"Hey, hey!" I interrupted him. "I'm fine, don't worry. Just a bit tired, nothing else."

"Then you must take rest." He said but suddenly his phone rang.

It reflected Jason on his phone. He looked a bit annoyed and quickly cut the call.

Why was Jason calling him after their fight on the call this morning? Why was Jason calling me?

Logan left the room and I fell in deep thoughts. My phone again started to ring. I sighed and answered it.

"Veronica?" I heard his voice from the other side.

"Yes, Jason?" I replied normally.

"Are you okay? Logan told your dad that Rodger called you today." He sounded a bit worried.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Don't worry." I stated.

"Sure?"

"Jason, what do you want?" I asked directly.

"What do you mean?" He asked with a confused tone.

"I know you. You're not someone who would call just to check up on the other person. You obviously want something." I said being obvious.

There was silence on the other side.

"Jason, you can't do this everytime. If you wanna talk, speak, or else I'm hanging up."

"I just miss you." He said straightly, in a deep voice.

That's the real Jason Michaelson. He is not someone who beats around the bush. He is straight forward, rude, arrogant and smart and my future husband, according to my dear dad.

"Well, what am I supposed to say? That I miss you too?" I said a bit rudely.

"No, I don't expect you to say that because I don't really give a damn about it." He said casually.

As I said, he is genetically arrogant. His dad, him, everyone are like this. Sadly, at one point, I never used to get annoyed by his this behaviour.

"Are you happy there?" He asked.

"Very much." I said honestly, thinking about just one person, that is Logan.

It's true, Logan makes me happy and better. He doesn't have to do anything, just being with him makes me happy.

"Who are you talking to?" Logan came a bit angrily inside my room, as he saw me on call.

Logan snatched the phone from me and saw the name Jason.

"The fuck!" He cursed and cut the call.

"What was he saying?" Logan asked looking at me.

"Nothing, why are you angry-" He interrupted me.

"Nevermind. Just as you wanted to know things related to Rodger, I want to inform you that we got a number which is related to the Theodores, mainly Rodger. So I'm gonna try that number from my other phone." He said, changing the topic. I simply nodded.

"Do you know who's number it might be?" I asked him.

"No, I don't know but it's someone from their side." He said as he dialed the number and kept it in speaker.

We were so inquisitive. We wanted to know who was it. It kept ringing and ringing, untill someone picked it up.

"Hello, who's this?"

We heard the voice. We both looked at each other, knowing who was it. The shock I got hearing the voice is something you which I can never explain.

"Jason?" I said being dumbfounded.

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