Logan’s POV
I am Logan Lopez, and this is the story of how I met Krystal, the girl who became my everything. Little did I know that she would come into my life and completely sweep me off my feet once again.
She had the face of an angel, still a young girl back then. Despite being attracted to her, I couldn't allow myself to develop feelings. She was just a girl, and the age gap posed an issue. Even though she was in Senior High School, the same age as my brother Andrew, I couldn't pursue her.
Her face was undeniably my type, but that didn't change the fact that she was trouble.
She dared to kick me where it hurt, she dared to talk back, she dared to defy me. However, she also managed to intrigue me.
Many things unfolded between us. From the incident where she almost drowned because of me to our dinner where I unintentionally offended her, leading to her breaking a vase. I found a way to get to know her better, wanting to see if there was more to her than just a pretty face. I wanted to discover if she had substance, if she was extraordinary in her own right.
To my surprise, she wasn't what I initially thought. I now know her as a pampered angel, not a brat or a girl with a bad attitude. She was someone burdened with stress and problems.
Gradually, she made her way into my heart. However, I refused to admit it to myself. Acknowledging my feelings would be my downfall, my end game.
Though I wanted to get closer to Krystal, I chose to establish boundaries between us. I couldn't allow myself to fall in love with her. We started with a relationship fueled by animosity, but destiny had other plans for us.
Yet, the more she shone, like a radiant star in the night sky, the more I desired to possess her, to have her all to myself.
I still remember what my brother Andrew did. He attempted to harm Krystal, so I sent him back to China. It served a dual purpose — eliminating one of my competitors.
As a Lopez, I have eyes and ears wherever I desire. I am aware of others who have taken an interest in her. Day after day, I find myself falling deeper for her. We face various trials and tribulations, and the biggest blow to me was when a misunderstanding caused her to slip away before I could make amends. It pains me to think that a single mistake led to her leaving me. I have no one to blame but myself.
I pleaded with Krystal's brother and parents, doing everything I could to win her back. I even went through great lengths.
And then, that night...
She put herself in my mouth, and it felt as if I were a traveler quenching my thirst in the desert, savoring the sweetness of her lips.
Her wildness increased as she moaned loudly, whispering dirty words to me. I could feel the power of my manhood rising.
I thrust myself into her, our shared pleasure reaching its climax as we screamed in ecstasy.
In that moment, it felt as though we were consumed by an insatiable desire, burning with passion. We couldn't resist each other, embracing the intensity of our love.
She must have fallen asleep from exhaustion, so I cleaned her up and got dressed. I gazed upon her slumbering form, resembling an angel, and I couldn't believe that she was now mine.
I kissed her forehead gently, whispering a tender goodnight.
The next morning, we were awakened by the sound of her vomiting. Krystal, my beloved, was experiencing discomfort.
Without a second thought, I rushed her to the hospital, consumed by fear as she lost consciousness. I contacted my mom and anyone who could offer assistance.
My heart filled with anxiety. What if it's something serious, like cancer? I couldn't bear the thought of losing her.
We arrived at the hospital, where the medical staff promptly attended to us. I anxiously awaited in the laboratory while my beloved continued to rest. My nerves were on edge.
"Doctor, what's wrong with my wife? Is it serious? What should I do?" I asked, panic overtaking me.
"Mr. Lopez, I advise you to remain calm and take a deep breath. There's no need to worry; everything is fine. It seems that morning sickness has had a strong impact on Mrs. Lopez. By the way, she is two weeks pregnant," the doctor revealed, widening my eyes in astonishment.
"Pregnant? I'm going to be a father?" I couldn't believe it. I shouted with joy, leaping in excitement.
My mom quickly arrived, followed by others.
"What happened to my daughter?" my mom inquired, her concern evident.
"My wife is pregnant! I'm going to be a father!" I exclaimed, overjoyed.
Everyone celebrated the news, sharing in our happiness.
"She inherited that from me; I also had a difficult pregnancy. Take extra care of Krystal, my child. Her pregnancy will be delicate," Mom advised.
The doctor called us as my wife regained consciousness. I hurriedly approached her, planting a loving kiss on her lips.
"What happened?" my bewildered wife asked.
"My love, you're pregnant. We're going to be parents," I shared with her, and we both cried tears of joy. This was pure bliss, a happiness meant to last for eternity.
Months passed as we eagerly awaited the arrival of our child. Pregnancy was not without its challenges, but my wife endured it all until our firstborn son, Zandro Lopez, entered the world.
I waited patiently, no matter how long it took. I did everything in my power to be with her, and now I have returned to Azura as an investor.
Initially, I didn't immediately capture her attention. I feared she might have found someone else, but she hadn't. So, I went to great lengths.
But in the end, she pursued another man. It hurt deeply at the time. Just when I returned, she started chasing after someone else.
However, I am no fool. I won't give up or fail to show her just how deeply I love her. And that night...