Living With The Devil (On Hold)

Part-1 Return Of The Devil

Lavishia's p.o.v-

I huffed in annoyance but once again tighten my ponytail. Running was never my thing. But we had to run 100 metres then do some exercise for a proper warm up.

"Oh god i am dying." cried anna dramatically by my side.

"Come on hon it's only push ups." kristen rolled her eyes.

"Of course you're gonna make it sound like as we were lying on our comfy beds." Amelia said out of breath.

There bickering was cut off by boys joining us. Soon after bell goes off indicating that schools ends and so as our tortures.

I didn't wasted any more minute and quickly showered and changed into my clothes.

"Ahh.. feels so good." anna said stretching her arms.

"Yeah." i couldn't agree more.

We walked up to parking lot chatting more like wailing from the pain. Exercises aren't no piece of cake.

"Where is Mr. Pierce?" Kristen asked looking around the busy and hustling parking area.

"Must be stuck in traffic." I said searching for Mr. Pierce, my chauffeur.

"I will see you guys tomorrow" i quickly hugged them good bye as soon as I spotted Mr. Pierce cutting off the engine.

I made my way to my awaiting car.

"Hello Mr. Pierce" i greeted him happily.

"Hello Miss. Chanders." he said distractedly.

"You okay?." I asked him confusedly.

It was odd for him looking almoss wasn't looking himself as if something bothering him.

"Uh. yes ,yes miss i am quite alright. Thank you for asking" Mr. Pierce nodded his head.

Mr. Pierce was my personal chauffeur ever since i start my schooling after my adoption. He was quite a charming man for his age. Seeing him troubled didn't made me feel good.

I was informed last night that my dad is finally coming back home from his two months business trip.

I immediately made my way to his study. I knock twice before barging inside.

My loud happy voice died down in my throat when i spotted my mother sitting worriedly and almost in tears on near by sofa. My dad has his jaw clenched which he did very often when in anger.

My attention shifted on an another person whom i noticed just now.

"You don't have any choice Peter" a man said who was looking not more than twenty five sitting smugly on my dad's chair. He has striking features from chiseled jaw to blue-greyish eyes
He was wearing tailored midnight blue suit.

"Logan listen we can do this by some other way" My dad almost pleaded.

"I am afraid there are no other ways, Peter" his deep husky voice was filled with venom

My mother sniffled.

"Mom" i unintentionally said out aloud shifting all the attention on me

"Lavishia honey". My mom gasped

"Mom why are you crying? Dad what happen? Who is this guy?" I asked while hugging my mom

"Lavishia dear nothing happened. Why don't you go in your room?. We will talk later" My dad suggested

I glance back behind my dad. That stranger man named, Logan was staring at me without blinking.

"Ok" i sighed.

"Stop! Who are you?" The guy named Logan asked me directly, his voice held amusement.

"None of your business, Logan" My dad spat out

"Did i asked you to respond, Peter?" I could find the sarcasm in his voice as if he was mocking my dad

I chose to ignore this arrogant man.

"I've asked you something?" His voice came out hard this time gone were all the amusement

"Lavishia" I replied automatically.

"Lavishia who?"

"Lavishia go" My dad motioned his head towards me. Clearly mentioning this was not a friendly visit.

Logan slapped his hand on the table hard making all the file papers messed up

"Peter I want to know everything which is related to this house, to you. And you will not interrupt my business." He pointed his index finger at dad

"But this is my family" my dad shot back

"That's what makes it more interesting for me to know about her" he switched his gaze onto me.

"Logan please don't do this" My dad look so much defeated that made my blood boil. My dad was always a well known and respected figure. He was not only famous for his business but also for his kind nature and gentleness

"What do you want to know?" I asked directly to him harshly. My parents's head jerked up to me.

He raised his perfectly shaped brow at my attitude but i didn't gave a damn about it.

"Lavishia Chanders Schewoski is my name and I am Peter and Bethany Schewoski's daughter. Now what the hell are you doing in my house uninvited like a stuck up freak?" i sure has gained his attention if not before. My dad and mom looked tensed but didn't said a word because they knew he deserved every harsh word.

He slowly raised from chair taking his sweet time as if he owns the fucking world.

"I didn't know you have a daughter Peter. Sneaky much" he narrowed his eyes at my dad completely ignoring my previous words.

My dad looked uncomfortable so as my mom.

"Logan I.. listen.. please don't drag her into this" My dad almost begged him

He just gave his cruel smirk to my dad.

"Oh she is just the perfect one" He said cruelly making me confused

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