Sorry Sir I Don’t Want You Back by Little Angelic Devil

"You'll be okay acting with him?" Katherine asked to make sure.

"Yeah, I'll be fine," Cherise replied. It wasn't like Tristan knew Cherise was 'Q' anyway, so it wouldn't matter.

"So the campaign will be just like with me?" Logan asked. "Angel x Tristan Hart?"

"No." Katherine shook her head and smiled mischievously again. "Since Cherise will be wearing a mask, she'll be a Cinderella, and Tristan will be her prince charming."This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"You want to use the Cinderella story?" Cherise asked in surprise. Give it to her best friend to come up with an out-of-the-box idea.

"Yup," Katherine replied, popping the 'P' at the end of the word. "Instead of leaving behind your shoes, you'll leave behind your ring and bangle, which we need to customize snugly to fit your wrist."

Cherise's eyes twitched as she heard Katherine's idea. Leaving behind a ring and bangle when fleeing a ball? How in the world would that happen?

"Alright, do as you wish." Cherise, defeated by Katherine's ideas, finally lets her handle everything. This was Katherine; she should just let her be creative, and she was sure the campaign-BOTH campaigns-would turn out great. "Are you okay with me bringing the collection to my store?" Katherine asked. "I need to plan how each piece will be used in the campaign."

Cherise looked at her with amusement.

"It's still yours, darling," Katherine said and winked. "I have to get your permission to move it."

"You don't have to ask me. You are the designer, after all," Cherise snickered.

"You won't regret it," Katherine winked again and called the manager to pack the collection in its briefcase before turning to Logan and Cherise. "Logan, make sure our princess gets home safely," she winked at Logan and blew a kiss to Cherise before leaving the two of them in the room.

"She never changed," Logan shook his head helplessly and chuckled.

"She WILL never change," Cherise corrected him and laughed.

"Are you going somewhere?" Logan asked. "I have no appointment today; I'll accompany you anywhere you want."

"The CEO of Jennings Group is so free?" Cherise gasped dramatically and teased him. "Maybe I should ask Julian and Grandpa to give you more things to do."

"Not Grandpa," Logan groaned, making Cherise laugh. They were all afraid of Charles' mischievousness. One time, when they were young, he asked them to search for Dragon Balls just to meet the dragon.

Cherise's phone suddenly rang, and she picked it up. She listened to the speaker on the other end, and her face lit up with excitement.

As soon as she hung up the call, she looked at Logan and excitedly told him, "Julian has gotten me one of the penthouses at Regal Apartments."

"You are moving out?" Julian frowned. He didn't like the idea of her living alone.

Cherise sighed. "You know I can't stay with Julian for the time being. Until..."

Logan nodded, understanding her meaning. "We'll need to place bodyguards around you."

Cherise rolled her eyes. Her two brothers were just so overprotective. "Having bodyguards will just draw people's attention to me," she said.

Logan stayed silent, but his green eyes bore deep into her, silently disagreeing. Some sentences are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on . Visit to read the complete chapters for free. Even though Logan was just her adopted brother, he was way more protective than Julian and would not hesitate to break the law for her.

Cherise, trying to lighten the mood, nudged him. "You seem to forget I was once a Taekwondo world champion," she said.

Chuckling, Logan ruffled her hair. "That you are. But you are still a woman."

"Let's have a spar sometime, and I'll show you if I still need a bodyguard," Cherise challenged him.

Logan laughed, not accepting or rejecting her challenge. "Would you like to see your new apartment now?"

"Yup," Cherise nodded with a huge smile. "I'll call Neil to meet us there for the key."

"Alright, let's go." Logan circled his arm around Cherise's waist, and they left the room where the Amerys were still waiting. They didn't bother to glance at the Amerys and went straight to wait for the elevator.

Hudson's eyes landed on them, and he felt the burning rage in his chest again when he saw where Logan's hand was. "Mr. Hudson, Mrs. and MissAmery, Miss Emely, please come in," the manager said, inviting them into the inner room.

"You guys go in. I'll wait here." Hudson waved a dismissive hand at them.

Knowing her son didn't like to go shopping, and this was his usual behavior, Dahlia stood up and pulled Polly, who looked ready to kill Cherise, and Emely, who had her head down so no one could see her hideous jealous expression, into the room.

The elevator's door opened, and as Logan and Cherise stepped into it, Logan let her go. However, when the door was about to close, Hudson appeared fast, pulled Logan out, and let himself in. Neither Cherise nor Logan expected it to happen, so they had no time to react.

When they realized what was happening, Cherise was already trapped inside the elevator with her ex-husband.

"Fuck!" Logan cussed and ran straight to the staircases. He couldn't wait to punch Hudson in the face the moment the elevator reached the ground floor. Reputation be damned, he thought. Inside the elevator, Hudson pulled the small lever to stop the elevator from moving, making Cherise furious to no end.

"Really, Hudson?" she snapped at him. "What do you actually want from me? Three years I married you, and you never even appeared except at night. Now you are everywhere, and it pisses me off." Hudson moved, pinning Cherise to the elevator's wall. He pinched her chin not too gently, tilting her head up so she looked at him.

"Do they know?" he growled.

"Who?" Cherise gritted her teeth. She wanted to push him away, but where could she escape from this enclosed space?

"Julian and Logan. Do they know you are seeing both of them?" he growled again.

Cherise would have burst into laughter if not for the position they were in right now.

She glared at Hudson. Why did he keep asking her about the men around her? This was getting strange and boring even for her.

Hudson took her hand and forced her to see it.

"Are you engaged to both of them now?" his growl turned even lower and more frightening.

Cherise looked at her hand and saw the ring Katherine had slipped on her ring finger earlier. She remembered that she and Logan had forgotten to take them off.

"Yeah, I saw him wearing the man version," Hudson sneered.

God, how low was this man's IQ, Cherise thought. Logan and Julian were in the same circle. How could she be 'engaged' to them if they weren't her brothers?

"You are stupid," she spat out as she couldn't keep that thought to herself anymore.

"I dare you to say that again," he growled and pinned her harder to the wall so that their bodies were pressed tightly together, and Cherise could feel every inch of his hard muscle.

"You are stupid." Cherise looked into his eyes with fury. She wasn't afraid of him anymore, and she wasn't scared of hurting his feelings anymore. She wasn't his meek wife anymore, and she didn't need to think about how to please him anymore. She could say whatever she wanted.

Hudson, being blinded with rage and just wanting to shut her up, dove down and captured her lips, biting them to punish her.

Cherise caught unaware, gasped from the pain, and Hudson took the chance to drive his tongue into his mouth.

For a moment, Cherise was lost in the sensation until she realized what was happening, and she bit his tongue hard.

But instead of drawing back, Hudson became wilder, groaning and ravishing her mouth, and his big hand went to the back of her head, keeping her head still as he deepened the kiss.

Knowing if she pushed him away, Hudson would pin her hands to the wall, she used another technique. She punched Hudson's chin with the heel of her hand, snapping his head upward as he groaned in pain.

Cherise sidestepped him, and they glared at each other, both breathing hard from the kiss.

"Hudson, stop doing all this bullshit, or I will hurt you," Cherise warned him with narrowed eyes, even if she was still panting a little bit. "And you know I can do it. I've hurt you twice, and it would be easy for me to hurt you again."

"You are so smug now that two powerful men are backing you?" Hudson looked at Cherise's plump lips, still wet and shiny from his kiss, and he wanted to silence her in the same way again more than ever.

"Oh please, I don't need them to protect myself from you," Cherise sneered. "And three men, not two."

Seeing the flash of confusion and rage in Hudson's eyes, Cherise pointed to his crotch with a noticeable bulge. "You really are disgusting, Hudson. Go to Emely if you want s*x. As you've said, I belong to Logan and Julian now."

Hearing her admit she belonged to other men now sent Hudson into another fit of rage. He moved toward her again, but Cherise was having none of it. The moment he was close enough, she lifted her leg and kneed him right at his family jewel. Hudson, who never thought Cherise would ever do something like that, didn't have time to block her attack, and he doubled down in pain, clutching his crotch and glaring at her.

"I warned you, didn't I?" she glared back at him and pushed the lever back so the elevator could move again.

"Stop doing whatever you are doing, Hudson," she said in disgust. "Or I'll think you have fallen in love with me."

"In your fucking dream," Hudson growled. Fuck! She didn't even hold back on her strength when she kneed him. Did she plan for him not to have any heirs?

"I don't even want to dream about you," Cherise looked at her reflection and started tidying her hair and clothes. She talked to her ex-husband through their reflection, "And even if you have fallen for me, it will be in YOUR dream that I'll want you back." "I'd rather die than remarry you," Hudson straightened up even though his balls were still aching. He didn't need anyone to know how he had just been kneed there by his ex-wife. "Good, at least we are on the same page," Cherise smiled brightly with sarcasm.

The elevator door opened before they could bicker some more, and Logan rushed inside. His calm and gentle demeanor was gone, and he looked like a beast ready to tear the limbs of his enemy. "Logan," Cherise stepped in front of him and took his face in her hands. "Look at me," she said sternly. She knew he would kill Hudson if she didn't stop him. She knew how dangerous he could be. Logan stopped moving, but his body was still quivering with rage; his eyes didn't move from Hudson.

"Look at me," Cherise repeated, this time softer, and her thumbs started caressing his cheeks, which she knew would calm him down.

Finally, Logan's gaze shifted, and looked down at Cherise. "He didn't hurt you?"

Cherise laughed softly and shook her head. "I was the one who hurt him. I kneed him on his balls."

Hudson glared at the two of them, but Cherise and Logan didn't pay attention to him anymore.

The moment Logan heard Cherise's words, his whole body, which was taut and ready to pounce and hurt Hudson, relaxed and pulled Cherise into a tight hug. "I'm fine..." Cherise ran a soothing hand across his back. She knew both her brothers would feel distraught if they thought she was hurt. Julian was also the same. Even if they protected her, she still needed to soothe them when they realized she wasn't harmed. They were terrified of her being hurt, especially after her kidnapping.

Logan had heard about it from Julian even though he didn't know her then. Since she was his world, he would still be shaken if he thought she had been hurt.

He lifted his face that was buried on Cherise's top of head and snarled a warning at Hudson, "Touch her and I'll make sure you suffer a fate worse than death."

With that, he gently pulled Cherise away from the elevator, leaving Hudson with his own rage. He didn't like the way Cherise soothed Logan or her being hugged by Logan or Julian. He didn't like any of it.

He stepped out of the elevator to take a smoke to clear his head, and Cherise's words popped into his mind - Or I'll think you have fallen in love with me.

He snorted at the absurdity of it. He spent three years hating her and still hating her for latching on to Julian and Logan so fast after their divorce. Two men at once? Maybe Finley was right. Maybe her mother and sister were right. Maybe his ex-wife was a whore. But he didn't feel good the moment that thought entered his mind. He didn't want to think of Cherise as a whore. He didn't even like it when others thought of her that way, and he didn't know why.

Sighing, he dropped his cigarette onto the ground, stepped on it to extinguish it completely, and went back to the elevator. His mom and sis should have finished spending part of his money by now, and he didn't want to be questioned by them. Truth be told, ever since their divorce, he couldn't stop thinking about her, and he didn't know why. Maybe he needed to talk to Keith about it.