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Chapter 4

Kendall snarled at the perfection that is Logan Mitchell. His work was flawless… again. In the two weeks Logan stayed within the building, he managed to defy Kendall in every manner yet somehow obey his every command. Just two days ago, he gave the boy another hopeless task that he completed perfectly. The only sign that it was a challenge were the heavy bags under his eyes and the huge cup of coffee at his desk. One woman, Camille, constantly praised him and encouraged him not to leave. It sickened him.

That was why he was in a bar, drinking a small glass of alcohol and searching for a person to vent his frustrations out on. Normally he used Logan for that but that would only anger him further. Because even Logan offered him a better experience than half the secretaries in the past and that added to his excellence. "Hello," a voice interrupted his train of thought. A blonde woman with bright brown eyes stood beside him in a short, low cut dress and a flirty grin. This woman was what many people would consider a beauty. Kendall thought differently: she would be his distraction.

"Hello," Kendall smirked down at her. The way she huffed out her chest and lustily gazed at him already showed she was more than willing.

"Mercedes Griffin," she held out her hand. "I've heard about you. Kendall Knight, right? With the heart of ice?"

That's what they were saying nowadays?

"And I've heard of you," Kendall nodded, though he really only recognized her when she gave her name. "Griffin. Your father owns a large selection of music companies throughout the country. You're his most trusted advisor."

"You flatter me," Mercedes took a step closer. "I decided it was my turn to try to thaw out that heart of yours."

"Oh?"

"You don't realize how many women want you," Mercedes took his hand, pulling him towards the door of the bar. Kendall smirked. He knew women wanted him. Looks like this Mercedes wasn't nearly as intelligent as she liked to believe. Not nearly as intelligent as that damn Logan. But a distraction was a distraction, no matter how dumb. So he followed her out and allowed her to lead him to her apartment. He hoped she would be as good as she looked. Otherwise this night wouldn't be that fun.

Logan hated Kendall Knight. Really, he did. The sad part was that he still wanted him around, still wanted him to be his boss. Why? Because that man was just too attractive. He was the embodiment of lust and power. A strange combination that Logan never witnessed before. His old lover was kind and gentle, someone who had power but never abused it. Logan scoffed, swallowing another gulp from his pint of beer. Of course, that kindness would lead to his downfall eventually. And he deserved it for breaking Logan's heart.

But he wasn't here to drink away his sorrows. He just wanted a night with no worries. All the work Kendall loaded on him gave him far too much stress, and he intended to drink it all away, to have a night of no worries. And what day would be better than today? Tomorrow was his day off, so he could sit in bed all day with a hangover and it wouldn't matter. "Anything else, cutie?"

Logan glanced up. The bartender looked down at him with an innocent smile. But his eyes gave away another story. Logan nodded, shoving his glass towards the man. He was around Logan's age, maybe a little older. But attractive. As the man handed him his newly filled glass, Logan studied him. One night stands were never on his agenda. But maybe this one wouldn't hurt? The logical side of Logan screamed it was a bad idea, but he just didn't care. The impulsive side won and the flirting began.

Finishing up his second pint, Logan stared intensely at the bartender, who just finished his shift. He made his way back to the secretary and grinned. "Your place or mine?" were the first words that came out of the young Mitchell's mouth.

"Neither," a familiar voice snarled. Logan's eyes went wide as the bartender paled. Whirling around, Logan came face to face with his boss. Kendall Knight glared heavily at the man and before Logan could even ask what the hell he was doing here, Kendall wrapped his arms possessively around his waist, resting his chin on Logan's shoulder.

"Kendall!" Logan exclaimed. "What the-"

"I'm his boyfriend," Kendall gazed into the bartender's hesitant eyes smirking. He could read every emotion behind that man's face. The lust for Logan and the fear of Kendall. He wanted to fight for him but decided against it. Stuttering out an apology, he hastily scattered away. Kendall laughed even as Logan squirmed in his grip.

"Kendall," Logan hissed. "What the hell was that?!"

"Mine," Kendall snarled, all his attention focusing on the boy in his arms. Leaning towards the exposed skin, Kendall harshly bit down on his neck.

Mercedes frowned as she continued to kiss her way down Kendall's chest. Her hands found his still soft member. No matter how hard she tried, he wasn't responding. In fact, he looked rather bored. No challenge in his expression or disappointment. Just boredom. What the hell? Her determination soon transformed into pathetic kisses and touches. None which worked. Kendall sighed and sat up, staring at her in the eyes.

"Why…?" Mercedes whispered, her voice cracking. "Why aren't you-"

"I'm bored," Kendall stated. He removed himself from the bed and searched for his clothes, thrown around the room.

"I'm good," Mercedes pleaded. "Just… just let me try again."

The heartbroken tone did nothing to please the CEO. He just continued to button up his shirt. The woman hopped off the bed and raced towards him, stopping him from buttoning up his shirt. She stared up at him only to gasp. A few seconds of staring in his unguarded eyes revealed to her so much. He was shocked at himself and there was a huge realization in them. As though all of his questions have been answered and he didn't know how to go about with that new information. But he blinked and his eyes were bored again.

"I'm leaving," Kendall tugged on his jacket. "Try someone else."

He swiftly left.

Kendall chuckled. "What was it? Didn't I tell you a while back? My secretary cannot be seen flirting with other men. People will think I can't control them."

Logan growled as Kendall tugged on his wrist, dragging him out of the bar. Much like a child, Logan struggled from this grip. It was futile and he was even shoved into Kendall's car. "Where are we going?" Logan demanded. No answer. "This is kidnapping! Let me out!"

He hit the windows and doors, trying to get out. But Kendall started driving and ignored the persistent kid in the back. Rage swelled in him. All the pieces of the puzzle came into place, and he hated it. This lone record was broken completely. And by what? This kid in the back banging on the doors like some kid. But, Kendall sighed, he was a bit tipsy from the alcohol. That did explain his childish behavior. Eventually Logan gave up, resting his forehead against the cold glass and staring at the night sky.

A mansion. A goddamn mansion. Why was that so surprising to Logan? Kendall opened the doors and yanked him out of the car and into his mansion. Most of the house was just empty space. He wondered how Kendall managed to live like this… alone. Logan lived alone, but it was a small, homey apartment. But sometimes that wasn't enough. Sometimes he craved his old house, filled with pictures of his family, his lover's family, and them together. He missed sleeping soundly in his bed beside the man, who wrapped his arms protectively around him. Pitiful thoughts distracted him to the point where he didn't realize where Kendall was taking him until he was thrown on the bed. "Hey!" Logan opposed. Soon lips covered his own, forcing his tongue into his mouth right away.

A protesting groan came from the back of his throat. He didn't want to deal with this tonight. Well, he had before with the bartender but not with Kendall. Not now. He tried pushing the CEO off. It was a stupid attempt. Kendall recognized this and grabbed his wrists harshly, pinning them above his head and parting from the kiss. Logan blushed at the intense stare. "Fuck you," Logan snarled. "I'm not in the mood for this tonight."

Kendall laughed. "Really? What about that damn man you were about to go home with? What the hell were you going to do with him? Have a sleepover?"

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Logan screamed at him. "What I do outside of work is none of your business. I can talk to whoever I want to talk to, flirt with anyone, and I can sleep with-"

"No," Kendall growled, one hand cupping Logan's face. "No, you can't. You don't get it do you? You belong to me. You're my property, and I'd rather let my company fall to the ground than have you sleep with some stranger in some stupid bar."

His hand lightly trailed down from his cheek, to his neck, and finally to his chest which was covered by his shirt. Logan struggled to get up, to make Kendall release his grip on his wrists so he could punch him. It didn't work. Kendall bent down, licking and sucking on the now forming bruise where Kendall bit him earlier. "Hey!" Logan bit back a moan. "I said no! You can't just—Ah!"

Kendall's cold hand slipped under his jeans, under his undergarments. A satisfied smile played on his face. Logan glared back but couldn't speak back. He was too busy holding back moans as Kendall gripped him. "I can't what?" he teased. "I can't do this?"

Kendall's hand undid his jeans, yanking them down to expose Logan, who tried covering himself using his legs. That earned a laugh. Kendall shoved his knee between them, rubbing his crotch. "Nuh uh, Logie," Kendall snickered. "No hiding from me. Besides I've seen it all."

Logan glared at him but accidentally let a small whimper out.

That encouraged the man on top of him. Seeing Logan's resolve slowly crumble, he released the hand holding Logan's wrists together and used them both to rip off Logan's shirt. Logan shivered beneath him. He was hard and exposed. Kendall's mouth attacked his neck, nipping around the bruise. "You're not going to cover this up tomorrow," Kendall commanded. His fingers lightly brushed over a nipple. Logan gasped, his back arching up. That was all the CEO needed as he bent down, his tongue teasing the pink nub. His hand went to the other one, pinching it lightly.

Logan still refused to moan. That pissed Kendall off further.

"Were you going to make those sounds for that man?" Kendall hissed. "Going to squirm under him while he fucked you senseless?"

A glare was his only response.

Kendall dove down, kissing Logan once again. Only this time, Logan kissed back. He nipped at Kendall's lip, parting his own as Kendall's tongue entered his mouth. Logan moved his hands towards Kendall's jeans, trying to take them off. Kendall understood that much and broke the kiss, stripping himself of his shirt and pants. Now nude and towering over Logan, he smiled. Logan was shivering under him with lusty eyes. That man could not have done that to him. Only Kendall could have. Only him.

His hands made their way up Logan's pale thighs and to his ass. "Going to fuck you," Kendall whispered, licking Logan's ear. "Going to fuck you so hard that you'll never even think of giving yourself up to anyone else."

A challenging smirk. Not a pleading cry like Mercedes. God, he loved that smirk. "I'd like to see you try," Logan replied. Kendall smirked and turned him over so Logan was now on his knees. His legs were spread, showing off his most private of parts to him. Kendall pushed his first finger into Logan before adding a second. A third. His fingers finally hit that spot, making Logan cry out. Kendall smirked and brushed that spot lightly again.

"Kendall," Logan mewled. "Kendall, what…"

"You're going to beg me," Kendall leered. "Beg me to fuck you."

Logan growled as Kendall hit that one spot again. Now his fingers stood perfectly still. Logan shut his eyes tightly. Desire bubbled up in him and his body moved without his permission. He grinded himself against Kendall's fingers, panting and groaning with need. Kendall gulped. Was Logan trying to do this to him? "Fuck me," Logan gritted out. "God, Kendall just do it!"

Normally he would have bragged. But his own needs took over as he shoved himself harshly into Logan. He didn't hold any restraint as he dry fucked him. Logan soon joined him, thrusting himself against Kendall's cock while crying out. Kendall's moans hit Logan's ears and that only made him lust after him even more. He grabbed his own hardened member and gasped. Kendall must have noticed because he swatted away his hands and grabbed it himself. Soon both came with Kendall collapsing onto Logan. "Fuck," he panted. Logan could only nod in agreement.

Kendall groaned, sitting up and rubbing his head. He glared at the alarm clock, which hasn't eve gone off. Memories of the night before filled him making him turn to the empty side of the bed. His brow furrowed as he threw himself out of the bed and threw on a pair of pants. He walked around the house, glaring at anything that moved. Finally he found Logan, looking around for something. "What are you looking for?" Kendall spoke up. Logan jumped in surprise but didn't react out of fear which was expected of him at this point.

"My shoes," Logan answered honestly.

"Your shoes?" Kendall asked incredulously.

"I can't walk around barefoot," Logan argued.

"You were leaving?"

"That's the point of a one night stand," Logan snorted. He paused, glaring at Kendall, who just looked surprised. "What? It's my day off, and I want to spend it doing what I want to do."

"Okay," Kendall shrugged. "I have a shower and some old clothes that might fit you. But right now you smell like alcohol and sex. You don't want to walk around with that kind of smell, do you?"

Logan flushed. "No…"

"Good," Kendall smiled. "Then I'll get ready after you and we'll head out."

"What?!" Logan exclaimed. "We? Kendall, I'm not-"

"It's not up for debate," Kendall smiled sweetly. Too sweetly. He was making fun of him. Logan sighed and ran a hand through his own brown locks before nodding hesitantly. He didn't have the fight in him this morning. Not when his backside hurt from being fucked so thoroughly and when his head felt like it was splitting in two from the drinks. Really, he didn't even have that much so why a hangover? The universe just hated him. So he allowed Kendall to lead him to the shower and even accepted some of his clothes.

"I'm going in this shower alone," Logan wanted to make that perfectly clear. "I don't want to drop the soap and go down to pick it up only to have you right behind me. Are we clear?"

"What?" Kendall snorted, but he wouldn't be lying if the idea hadn't crossed his mind.

"You heard me," Logan rolled his eyes, slamming the bathroom door in Kendall's face. Kendall laughed rather loudly. It was the hardest he's laughed in a while. Logan was an interesting one that was for sure.

"What can I get you?" the woman sweetly asked, blatantly staring at Kendall. Logan snorted, wondering if Kendall experienced this on a daily basis. If he did then no wonder he was so confident. If people just handed themselves over to him…

Either way Kendall ignored the waitress and ordered his breakfast. He took the liberty of ordering for Logan as well. The woman walked off with a bright grin. "You ordered for me?" Logan frowned.

"Yes."

"And you're probably going to pay for me too," Logan rubbed his temples, fighting the headache.

Kendall smirked. "Glad we've reached an agreement."

"Dear Lord please don't tell me this is a date," he huffed out. Kendall blinked but otherwise showed no outward reaction. On the inside, he was fuming. Why would Logan not want to go on a date with him? Did he not see the way that woman was staring at him? Many desired him and begged for him to take them out on a date. Yet Logan was complaining? Just great.

"Does it matter if it is?" Kendall shrugged. "Dates don't guarantee commitment."

Logan narrowed his eyes. "This isn't a date. The last thing I need is some stupid date and people getting the wrong idea. Not everyone is like you, Kendall. The rumors about you make you more desirable… more unattainable. But if something like this got out about me, I'd have to deal with a lot."

"You're in love."

Logan blushed. "W-what?! Don't flatter yourself! You-"

"I didn't mean me," Kendall interrupted. "You're in love with someone and you don't want them to hear about something going on between us."

He sighed. Might as well be honest. "Yeah."

"You're in love," Kendall repeated. The words didn't sound right. Logan in love? With someone he didn't know? But there was more to it than that, he guessed. Logan's expression wasn't one of rebellion or defiance right now. It just looked sad, heartbroken almost. Something happened. "Are you going to tell me the story or is just one of your great mysteries?"

"Great mysteries?" Logan smirked. "I'm no mystery. You can look up my records. I grew up in a boring old house with boring old parents. Never got in trouble. At least, not on any records. I used to work for a different company before going to yours. And now here I am. I'm hardly a mystery Kendall. You, on the other hand…"

"Here's your breakfast!" the woman cheerfully put down the plates, staring at Kendall the whole time. As she left, she winked at him. Kendall frowned but not at her. No, she wasn't even worth a glance. But rather Logan, who dug into his pancakes and smiled at the taste.

"I'm a mystery?"

"Yeah," he nodded, making sure to not talk with his mouth full. "You went from nothing to something in about a week. No one knows how you did it. Some people say you sold your soul. Wouldn't surprise me."

"If I sold my soul?" Kendall chuckled at the idea. "Nah, I think the Devil would be too scared of me to make that kind of deal."

Another smile. "You're not that scary. You're threatening but not scary. It's hard to explain," Logan sipped some of his coffee. He noticed how Kendall once again ordered an all black one. Part of him wondered what happened in the past to make Jo so scared of Kendall without proper coffee. But he pushed that aside.

"Good to know. But back to the topic. What happened with the person you were in love with?" Kendall asked.

Logan frowned, placing down his fork and sighed. "It's complicated."

Kendall had to bite back a sarcastic comment. Clearly Logan was actually opening up, and Kendall didn't want to ruin it by one stupid remark. Many emotions played on his face but it wasn't enough to tell Kendall what happened. Anger, betrayal, and sadness were the most common ones. That answered one of the questions. The person broke up with him. "Okay," Kendall sighed. That was all he was going to get out of Logan today.

The boy nodded and went back to eating.

"Holy shit Kendall!?" a loud voice interrupted their silence. Logan blinked in surprise. A woman he never met stood there. But he knew her name right away. One of the most famous models in the area that worked for Diamond Cosmetics: Lucy Stone.

"Lucy," Kendall raised an eyebrow. "Nice seeing you here."

Lucy snickered. "Oh, hey Logan."

"You know her?"

"You know me?" Logan spoke at the same time.

"No," Lucy shook her head. "But I've seen you. James mentioned you."

A flare of jealousy burst in Kendall's chest. He forgot about how Logan was bragging to a co-worker on how attractive James was. Logan must have remembered flirting with him because he blushed. "Right," Kendall smiled sweetly. "How's his fiancé doing?"

Lucy gaped at that sentence which, while asking her, was directed at Logan. It was a warning that James was taken. She was really just joking about keeping tabs on Kendall and Logan but now she really wanted to. Much like what James said, Logan clearly did not love Kendall. But Kendall… Lucy tried not to just call James right then and there and tell him the news. "Carlos is doing fine," Lucy struggled to answer that. "I'm actually here with my wife."

"Oh yeah, you're a lesbian," Kendall murmured to himself. "Forgot about that."

"You only remember that because that was what you used to redeem yourself when I wouldn't sleep with you," Lucy protested.

"You have a wife?" Logan smiled. "I didn't know that."

"That's because I don't talk about my personal life in interviews," Lucy shrugged before eyeing the door. "Oh, here she is now."

Logan turned and gasped in surprise to see Camille walk in and look around for Lucy. Once she spotted her, she made her way towards Lucy. Kendall and Logan must have come into view because she blinked in surprise. "Logan? What are you doing…? Mr. Knight!"

"Just call him Kendall," Lucy protested.

"Yeah," Kendall cut in. "You can call me Kendall."

She might as well, Kendall thought, she surrounded herself with people that called him by his name. Which really only consisted of Logan, Jo, James, Carlos, Lucy, and Jett. Everyone else, besides one night stands, called him Mr. Knight. "You're gay?!" Logan cried out.

"Didn't I tell you?" Camille blinked innocently. It was a façade and they both knew it. She giggled at his expression. "What? Not every lesbian is butch. Kind of like how not every gay guy is feminine."

She had a point.

"Anyway," Lucy eyed Kendall and Logan. "We don't want to interrupt, so we're going to find our own table. Bye."

Camille waved goodbye as Lucy held her hand, leading her to a different table. Logan appeared completely shocked while Kendall just rolled his eyes. Oh well. At least that little moment broke that tense silence. "Hey Kendall?" Logan frowned, not meeting his green eyes. "I'm going to ask you something, but you don't have to answer it. I was thinking of it last night a bit."

"Shoot," Kendall shrugged.

"Are you lonely?"

Kendall blinked. Lonely? No, he wasn't. At least, he never felt it. He used to have friends and he used to laugh. But he gave all that up for success, for business. It was his choice and he never regretted it. Not even now. But that didn't change the question. He may sometimes have company in his bed but it never lasted long and it never was the same person. He lived alone, he trusted no one, and he was always content with that. "I've never thought about it," Kendall replied with honesty. "Why?"

"I don't know," Logan shrugged. "You have such a big house but it's all empty. I just wondered…"

And the conversation was ended with that statement.

A full blown day with his boss. The idea sounded horrible, but it actually was fun. Some man decided to scream "faggots" at them while they walked around. Kendall and Logan shared a similar look and soon turned that man into a blubbering mess. Both ended up laughing so hard that Logan thought he was going to cry. One thing Kendall said made him curious though. Right after they finished laughing, Kendall gave him a genuine, joyful smile and said, "No one has made me laugh that hard in a long time".

Logan didn't know whether to feel bad for him or to be honored he managed to make him laugh. In the end, he just ignored it. Now he stood in front of Kendall's mansion, asking whether or not he was getting a ride home. Kendall rolled his eyes and tugged him into the house and to his bedroom. At first, Logan thought there would be a repeat of the previous night. Instead Kendall shoved some pajamas at him. He reluctantly put them on and followed the CEO in bed.

And did nothing.

Both fell asleep fully clothed on his bed. At some point, Logan felt Kendall wrap his arms around him in his sleep. He froze up at first but managed to relax. In the whole scheme of things, Logan never realized he was truly alone either. So this was alright.

Actually, this was more than alright.

Alice: Thanks for reading.

Emily: Hope you guys enjoy! Also, Logan's ex-lover holds a giant part in the future.

Alice: It actually ties into why he was fired from his old company.

Emily: Sorry the update took so long. I made the chapter 11 pages to make up for it.