An Understated Dominance Novel (Dahlia & Dustin) by Marina Vittori updated 2025-26 - An Understated Dominance Chapter 2714

Chapter 2714

Natasha stood frozen, her red lips parted slightly, as if her mind refused to accept what her eyes were seeing.

Her beautiful eyes shimmered instantly, tears gathering so quickly they blurred her vision.

“Husband?” Her voice trembled—fragile, disbelieving, almost afraid to hope.

“Natasha, I’m back.”
Logan smiled softly and opened his arms.

In the very next heartbeat, she flew into his embrace like a bird finally finding its way home. Her fragrance wrapped around him as she threw her arms around his waist, holding on so tightly it felt as if she never wanted to let go.

“You…you bastard! You finally decided to come back!” Natasha choked out, her voice breaking.

The force of her impact made Logan—now stripped of all cultivation—stumble and nearly fall backward. If not for his remaining physical strength, they would’ve both hit the floor. Only then did he fully grasp how truly mortal his body had become.

Still, he wrapped his arms around her trembling figure, holding her as though she were the most precious thing in the world. Guilt and tenderness surged through him.

“I’m sorry for making you worry,” he murmured gently into her ear.

Natasha buried her face into his chest, inhaling his familiar scent with desperate longing. Her small fists thumped against him over and over—soft, harmless blows that carried all the grievance, fear, and longing she had bottled up for months.

“Where have you been? You vanished without a word! Do you have any idea how worried I was? I couldn’t sleep! I thought something happened to you, you heartless jerk! Waaaah…”

Her tears soaked through his shirt, but Logan didn’t stop her. He simply held her tighter, letting her vent completely.

“It was my fault,” he said softly. “I had to repay a favor and take care of some things. But I promise—I’ll never disappear on you again.”

Natasha lifted her tear-stained face, looking at him with eyes full of hurt and hope. “Really? You’re not lying to me?”

“I swear—”

Before he could finish, she pressed a slender finger to his lips.

Natasha let out a watery laugh, her eyes glowing through the tears. “Who asked you to swear? Just keep your word.”

And then she rose on her toes and pressed her soft lips firmly against his.

“Mmm…”

Logan froze for a heartbeat before closing his eyes and returning the kiss—slow, gentle, overflowing with longing and love.

The office melted into a warm, intimate glow, sunlight softening around them as if even the world wanted to give them this moment.

But—

Bang!

The office door blasted open.

Young Master Spanner stormed inside, face twisted with fury. He had been turned away earlier, but stubborn arrogance pushed him to force his way in.

And now, seeing the cold goddess he’d chased for so long wrapped in another man’s arms—

It shattered him.

“Natasha! Who the hell is this?!” he roared.

He flung the expensive bouquet of roses to the ground, petals scattering like shredded pride.

“You dare touch the woman I want? Are you looking to die?!” His eyes burned with toxic jealousy as he glared at Logan.

In an instant, the warm atmosphere collapsed.

Natasha snapped out of her daze. Her entire face iced over as she stepped in front of Logan protectively, her voice laced with icy disgust.

“Young Master Spanner, get out. Now.”

The sight of her shielding him tugged at Logan’s heart.

He had always been the protector.
But now—now that he was mortal—he finally understood what it felt like to be protected by someone who loved him.

He placed a reassuring hand on Natasha’s shoulder, signaling her to stay calm, then stepped forward.

Logan met Mateo Spanner’s enraged eyes with unshaken calm.

“I’m her man,” he said lightly.
“And if you think I’m courting death…you’re welcome to test that theory.”

Cultivation or not, Logan still had enough physical skill to handle a spoiled, wine-drained playboy who wasn’t even as strong as a normal man.

He had absolutely nothing to fear.