I became the Purchased Wife Of The Lycan Prince

Chapter 5

The following morning greeted Hope beneath the shelter of the sheets, a soft groan. escaping her as she turned over. The absence of Logan in the bedroom struck her awareness. Memories of the intense moments from the previous night flooded her mind, reminding her of the heated encounter they'd shared.

As she attempted to sit up, propping herself on her elbows, a pained groan escaped her lips. Recollections of Logan’s roughness stirred discomfort within her, yet, she found herself not entirely disapproving of it. In a bid to bury the agony of betrayal and rejection, Hope had allowed Logan to take control, granting him the freedom to do as he pleased last night.

Hope got out of bed after putting on the nightdress and rushed to the washroom. As she stood in front of the mirror, she found the hickeys left on her neck. She blushed for some reason and did her morning routine quickly.

After having a hot water bath, Hope came out in a bathrobe only to find the room was cleaned and a new pair of clothes on the bed. She changed into that dress and headed out of the room.

Finally, Hope could see how big the villa was. Every single thing placed in the villa exuded expansiveness. She used the stairs to reach downstairs, where Camila saw her.

“Master Logan is awaiting you at the breakfast table. Please be quick,” Camila said.

Hope nodded and went with her to the dining room. Logan was seated at the far end of the table, his gaze was fixated on the phone. She cleared her throat and said

“Good morning.” Logan lifted his gaze and met hers. “I am getting late for work. Let's begin eating,” he said.

Hope wondered why Logan suddenly acted cold. Did he forget what happened between them last night? No! How could he forget what he did to her? She brushed off that thought and sat on the chair, close to him.

The maids served the food to them and the two began eating. While eating, Hope decided to speak up, “l am in my final year of college. How should | go from here? Can

tell me the nearest bus stop here?” she queried.

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“Use the car. The driver will drop you off and pick you up from the college,” Logan

stated.

“Ah, thank you,” Hope said and ate a steak.

Logan saw her neck and could see the hickey that he gave her. He completely lost his Chapter 5

sense last night. His eyes lingered on her mouth, which moaned his name numerous times last night. “When will your studies be finished?” Logan asked.

“Next year,” Hope promptly replied.

“| need a baby before that. You are free to go after one year from here,” Logan pronounced.

The floor slipped beneath Hope’s feet as she heard that statement. The fork dropped from her hand and her gaze locked with Logan’s, who had stopped eating as well. “What do you mean?” she asked.

“Why do | have to repeat myself in front of you so many times?” Logan clearly sounded annoyed. He did not like to repeat and Hope always made him.

“You said you wanted a baby before my studies finish. Are you serious?” Anger surged through Hope’s veins. Logan glanced at Camila and the two maids, who bowed and left silently.

“Did

you not read the contract?” Logan asked as he rested his hands beside the plate.

“| did. | was sold to you for ten million dollars,” Hope stated, her tone laced with anger.

“And you have to bear a child within six months of our marriage. Once the baby is born, you are free to leave me. You will be given a good amount for bearing my child,” Logan stated.

Logan was not interested in any kind of relationship or marriage. It was because his grandfather insisted on him to get married and give him a grandchild if he wanted the entire shares of the Moore Group. Logan did not wish to lose against his cousin, who was desperate to become the next chairman.

Hope felt someone stabbed right in the middle of her heart, not once, but multiple times. She could not believe the Lycan Prince wanted to abandon her once the child was born. Not to mention, she was not told about bearing the child when she signed the

contract. “Do | look like garbage to you?” Hope asked him. “What?” Logan frowned and saw tears welling up in her eyes.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“lam not going to give you any child!” Hope announced and stood up from her place.

“Stop there!” Logan coldly instructed her. 2/3

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However, Hope did not listen to him. She thought to leave that villa right away and. headed to the door when Logan appeared in front of her. Hope took a step back while he forwarded it to her.

“When | say stop, then you must stop!” Logan said with a grim expression.

“Why must | do that?” Hope asked while clenching her fists. She thought that Logan would take care of her after how he empathized with her last night. She felt disgusted with the thought that Logan saw her as a baby—making machine.

Hope’s back hit the chair dining table behind her when Logan hovered over her. His hands rested on her sides as his body inched closer to her.

“Because you are supposed to do that, my purchased wife! | have given a lot of money to your bastard father, so you must satisfy my demands and my needs too,” Logan pronounced. His breath hit her lips, creating a sensation of fear in her.

“| will not do that. You can throw me out,” Hope said and headed to the front...

Logan caught her wrist and pulled her back with force. He pinned her to the table again. and his hand cradled her neck, “Hope, you have no choice. You have signed a contract with me. Give me ten billion dollars in return if you wish to step back.”

Their noses were almost brushing with each other because of the close proximity. Rose felt helpless and a tear streamed down her cheek.