Chapter 39 Ivory Crest Garden

• Freya followed Logan silently as they left the Diamond Restaurant, her heart still racing from the confrontation with Tyler North. She stole glances at him, each one leaving her more captivated than before. There was a presence about him—a quiet, unshakable authority—that made her chest tighten. She wished, for just a fleeting moment, that they were alone, that she could throw her arms around him and feel the warmth of his strength. Instead, she settled for a small smile, the admiration clear in her eyes.
• Logan, as always, appeared unfazed. His focus was entirely on the tasks ahead, his stride steady and confident. Freya tried to match his pace but found herself distracted by the image of him, still seated with that calm dominance while Tyler crumbled on the floor. There was something magnetic about him—something that demanded respect and attention without even asking for it.
• They later came back to the Diamond Restaurant shortly after sending some of Logan’s men to ensure Tyler’s removal was handled quietly and efficiently. The staff, previously tense under Tyler’s arrogance, now seemed unsure of what to expect. Logan’s gaze swept across the room with the same calculated calm that had unnerved Tyler. He addressed the staff, his voice carrying the weight of command yet remaining calm and reassuring.