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17

MADISON

I know what I want. I've always known. All I've been waiting for is a ring on my finger. That happened tonight. My lust holds the wheel and has led us to bed. Led me to be fully naked in front of someone for the first time in my life. I'm not concerned about how my body looks...or if scars are still visible. All I want is him. I'm ready. It's true enough for Jace; he's not protesting as he usually does. We both know what we want. I hate to quote my crazy ex...but "everything doesn't need an explanation." So, I won't ask myself why this is happening. Or why I'm straying from my plan.  

Life doesn't always go according to plan. All these years of plotting my honeymoon being where I'd lose my virginity has slipped away. This is where I lose it. In the city of love with my fiancé. That's close enough to a husband. I kneel in the middle of the bed, watching him undress. His machine body is still too unbelievable to exist. My miniature transformer joins me on the bed. The room is so silent. I'm scared to even breathe. Jace cups the sides of my breasts. I climb onto his lap, in a fetal position. He holds the middle of my back. "I'll be gentle." 

"Don't be."

"It's your first time."

"I didn't wait this long for softcore." I scoff.

Jace centers my thighs beside his in one swift motion. "Tell me if it's too much." I try to respond...but I'm dumbfounded by his straight cock on my skin flaps. It's on the bottom. I don't mind because I'm sure it'll hurt more if it was my cherry. I act tougher than I am...what if I'm blinded too much by pain to say anything? 

My voice is lost. I burn from the inside out. His cock is a hot rod. I gaze into his piercing eyes. My courage gets the best of me. My naughty side decides to be his bunny. I bounce on it, using only my waist. My breaths shutter. His tip pokes inside me little by little with each hop. My hands race to choke him. My fingers dig into his Adam's Apple. Jace exhales choking noises. 

He seizes my hips and slams me deeper. I hop harder, sighing and gasping. His tip slides inside. I squeeze my eyes shut. OH MY GOD! HE'S INSIDE ME!! I wail and jerk rougher. I want all of him, not just the tip. My bottom hole flutters, this motions surprises me. I'm opening for him. My bottom widens against his snake. My brows curve into a U shape. "Hmm, mmm!!" I groan. 

"Open your eyes." His buttery voice shivers my core. "Look at me." My eyelids open sluggishly. Jace's face contorts with pleasure, same as mine. He heaves out a moan. I squeeze his neck and watch him suffocate. I slow my bouncing and prepare to impale myself all the way down to his balls. This is gonna hurt. I know I'll scream.  

My fingers wring around his neck, so he gags again. I bite my lip and jam myself deep into him. I catch my breath as if I'm drowning. His pole plows through my tight hole, ripping past the tight skin glands. Sizzling pain follows. I let out a blood-curdling, high scream. His raw cock scratches my smooth inner flesh. It's unbearable. My eyes water. 

Jace pulls out by lifting me like a doll. "Did I hurt you?"

I kiss him. "Only a little." I lie. The tears falling from my eyes expose me.

Jace's thumbs rush to wipe the droplets away. "Be honest."

I stare to the side. "You were right...I can't do it raw."

"Yeah, you can't. Not yet." He lays me across his lap, so my head rests on his thighs. "You need to be loosened up."

"Then loosen me up." I grab his hand and pull it toward my bottom hole.

"Are you sure you're not sore?"

"I'm sure." I unfold one of his fingers and wham it inside my bottom hole. In and out. I pant slowly. Jace twirls it to activate my inner flesh. I reach for his neck again.

He smirks. "Choke me, mommy."

"You freak." I laugh.

"Takes one to know one." He plunges another finger in.

My chin jerks upwards. I moan. His two fingers barely fit. There's no wiggle room. I guide his hand up and down to create more space. I cream and whimper. "Ahh, mmm!"

Jace withdraws his fingers. A long, thick line of goo strings from them. He raises it to his mouth and slurps it like spaghetti. His clenched jaws and throat mystify me. I use both hands to squeeze his neck. I love how he gasps for air. We play this way for the rest of the night. Until I can't give anymore cream. Until Jace tires from the choking. I dread the morning. I have a nightmare.  

I arrive home to find everything on fire. Everything is burnt and shriveled. All nature is lifeless, and the sky is black. Everything is in ruins. Why? I'm not sure. I think I love Paris more than America. That has to be the reason. Nothing can compare to its beauty and charm. 

The words, "Mon chéri, mon amour, mon lapin, ma femme," are whispered into my ear. I only understand mon amour, which means my love.

"What?" I mumble with my eyes closed. "You know my French is limited."

Jace kisses my earlobe. "My darling, my love, my bunny, my wife."

My gut bubbles with giddiness. "I think you skipped the wedding. I'm your fiancé."

"No...you're my wife." My eyes flutter open. Jace shines in the sun like a guardian angel. The spirit in his eyes soar; he's high on the moment, high on me. "You've been my wife since I saved you. Since the beach house. I'd rather not have a paper; tell me when you are." 

"So, why are we engaged?"

"Because it's what you've been waiting for. I'm going through with all this wedding nonsense for you."

"I will enjoy your suffering." I give an evil laugh.

"I know....you dominatrix." Jace kisses from my ear to my jawline. "You sugar devil." My hands clench at his hair. The sight of the pale pink ring through his jet-black hair stuns me. Holy shit! Did it get bigger? The diamond is enormous! Did it grow overnight? Or am I just now seeing it clearly for the first time?? Oh my god! I'm engaged!!! I can't wait to drop this info on my mom. She might have a heart attack. 

I shower and change into a gray flowy dress with a neck wrap. Of course, Jace matched his trousers and vest to my attire. Mr. Fashionista. On the jet, I brainstorm how to tell my crew. I didn't do it through text; that's underwhelming. I did text that we're on the way back. So, my girls and my parents will be waiting at the airport. Should I reveal my engagement in a happy way or a dramatic way? I kinda want to be dramatic. Should I let Jace in on it? Or leave him out of the loop? He might get mad if I do that. "I'm doing a theatrical reveal. Follow my lead." I smirk. 

"I'll put my acting skills to use." 

"You better, Mr. Bond."

JACE

She has me excited. I wonder how theatrical she'll be. Probably over the top; she's a drama queen. My queen. The gray dress is so regal on her. I love the updo hairstyle. Her sexy, bare neck is so appetizing. On the way out from the jet, I pin her to the wall. My mouth wreaks havoc on my bunny's neck. 

"Stop, you're distracting me!" She giggles.

"Maybe you shouldn't look so good." I kiss deeper.

"I'm serious. I can't give my best performance if you do this. Now move." She shoves me away. "We can makeout later." 

I follow her from the tunnel to the gate. Her crew isn't far from the gate. They wave and smile our way. I watch Madi hide her ring finger behind her back. She said to follow her lead. So, I will. Although I hate that she's hiding the ring. I catch up to her. Madi has a frown and a glum demeanor. Oh...she's going the sad route. I adjust to match her energy. I keep my eyes on the floor. I feel avoiding eye contact will sell my part. My face is long and joyless. I've taken acting classes in college; it's fun revisiting the past.  

Her mother is the first to say something. "Oh no, what's wrong??!"

"I thought the trip went well?" Her father worries.

Lily steps up to Madi. "Sis, what's wrong? What happened?"

It's hilarious how they huddle around us. I feel their eyes bouncing from me to her in confusion."

"It's over." Madi sighs drastically.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Did you two have a fight? If so, that's normal with couples." Lucy holds her daughter's hands.

"No..." Madi says, all choked up. "It's over."

Paul eyes me threateningly. "What exactly happened? You two were happy before the trip."

Lucy observes me too. "Jace? One of you talk to us!" she panics.

Madi sniffles. Oh...she's good. The fake crying is the icing on the cake. "We broke up; we're not boyfriend and girlfriend anymore." She eyes the floor and exhales woefully. My heart sinks. I know she's joking, but saying we broke up hits hard. The words gut me. I can't hide this reaction. My acting is too authentic now, too excruciating. 

"Why?!" Lily's voice goes high-pitched.

"Because..." My baby flashes her hand. "We upgraded to fiancés!" She cracks up. "Got you!!"

I break my seriousness and look up with a grin. Lucy exclaims like a seal. Lily and Jessica hop up and down hysterically. Phil does a proud, slow clap. "You got us good, princess."

"IT'S SO BEAUTIFUL!!" Her mom examines the ring.

"That's her dream ring she picked out years ago." Of course, her bestie knows this.

"Holy shit!" Jess tiptoes to get a better look. "Are you sure that won't break your finger?"

"It'll be worth it." Madi beams.

All the ladies' group hug and hop up and down like rabbits. Their giggles are contagious. Paul and I can't help but join. "This is gonna go on for a while." He moves to stand beside me.

"Yeah." I smile when her mom starts raising the roof.

"Is there a set date?"

"Not yet."

He frowns. "I could lie and say that's a bad thing. Honestly, I'm dreading the day I give her away. It'll mean that you're her sole protector."

I judge the tone of his voice. It's bittersweet. His fatherly role is being tested by the proposal. "You're the first man in her life. I won't try to compete against that. We can ration the role evenly. Partners?" I extend my hand.

He gives a praising nod. "Partners." Paul clasps my hand and shakes it.

"Oh, my god! We have to start planning!" Lucy straddles her arm into Madi's and power walks. "The dress, your hair, and shoes. The theme. Oh, and the invitation design!"

"I have to do the invitations!" Jess begs. "Please, I have so many styles in mind."

"Have at it!" My bunny squeals.

"If I'm not maid of honor, I'll kill you!" Lily gasps.

"You are, sis."

I swear this exciting news pumped them full of steroids. Their energy is next level. We follow after the hyper posse as they discuss caterers. "I didn't get to thank you for the Brad situation. You did something I couldn't have; he'd be dead in a river if the places were reversed."

"I thought about that...unfortunately, he's part of her past. Madi still has a connection with the piece of shit."

"That'll fade as long as the bitch stays in jail."

"He will...Brad won't make bail, ever. I bribed the judge."

"Good. My princess has had enough pain in her life. First, the driver, then her ex. I'm glad that you keep making the right decisions." Hmm...does he know about Henry? My guess is yes. If his daughter pieced it together, so did he. I'm sure he wished death on the driver as much as I did. "I know what you did, Jace. We have the same mindset, meaning you're a worthy son-in-law. A good man." He speaks sincerely. 

"Thank you." It's odd being paid a compliment by a man that's not my father. Paul is gentler than my dad. Growing up was rougher. I was always told to do better, to be a solid man, and to ace every opportunity. My father never complimented me, only adjusted my progress.  

He only taught me how to build partners. I wonder how different I would have been if I had grown up with Paul as a father. I wouldn't be too afraid to be vulnerable. I'd be used to compliments from the same sex. Instead, I'm stoic and controlled. When I'm with Madison, it's different, but around everyone else, I have to be what my father taught me to be. A solid man. 

A limousine awaits us outside. Past the airport gate, there are paparazzi. I expected this. I'm sure Madi's crew was followed from the penthouse. Press members clamor like bees. I can't make out their words because they all shout up a storm. I'm sure they're asking why I abandoned my vision. Or why I'm still with Madison. Either that, or they're threatening us. I'm glad they're incomprehensible. 

"Do it!" Lily eggs on my baby. "Flash their asses!" Madi nears the press with the most confidence I've ever seen. She showcases the ring as a runway model would. She channels a royal queen's hand flip. This stuns the press enough to silence them. The parasites pause, bewildered for a few seconds. They weren't expecting an engagement ring. Their cameras flash up a storm. My bunny flicks her hair behind her shoulders, and catwalks to the limo. Hmm...she's lucky we're not alone. I can't fist her. 

As I expected, the penthouse is surrounded. My bodyguards only protect against threats, not nosey crowds. My men form a protective line around us, caging us in. A swarm of questions surround us.

"Jace! How much did you pay for the ring?!"

"When's the wedding?!"

"Which designer dress will you wear, Madison? Vera Wang? Alice Temperley? Charlie Brear? Caroline Castigliano?"

"Is the Hart family living here permanently?"

"What's the rush? Is she knocked up?"

"Is this love at first sight, or is this about money?"

"It seems the whole family are gold diggers!"

Mrs. Hart is rubbed the wrong way by this. She halts and evil eyes a short lady with big glasses. "Excuse me?!" Lucy boils. "What did you say?"

"Mom, it's not worth it." Madi steers her to the door.

Lil flicks off the reporter. "They're coming at us; we can return the favor. They want drama." Jess flashes her middle finger too. "Let's give them a show."

"I can't..." Lucy swallows her rage and reserves herself. "It's not motherly."

"Fucking pests." Lil stares daggers at the short lady.

Oh, they're a lot worse than pests. I just hope my security keeps away bomb threats and guns. I have more people to protect now. Those who are important to my fiancé are important to me. Alonso and I need to talk about upping our force. Things will get crazy soon. Jealous fan girls, vengeful exes, and mentally ill people who take social media seriously. I'm worried about the hashtag CutOutTheHart. It can be taken literally. I wish I were more like Lily, upfront and blunt, but that attitude will lead to endless feuds. It's hard to explain this to people who've never lived on the dark side of fame. 

Jess unloads a Mac Pro from a suitcase and sets it up by the sofa. The ladies huddle around the computer as if discussing business. "What dress are you going to wear?" Lucy's hard mood mellows out.

"Berta Balilti, Style 14-15."

"Hairstyle?" Jess's fingers dart across the keyboard. There's a blank document on the screen. But I know it won't be for long. The beginnings of a wedding list is in the works.

"It'll have to be short...the dress is long-sleeved and covers the collarbone. So, either down and short or up." 

I adore how she's glowing. I'm glad her wait is over. Honestly, if I'd met Madi sooner, she wouldn't have gone years being alone. The years I could have had with her bother me. 

"We need to talk..." Paul says lowly. 

I end the sentimental thoughts. "Sure, let's go to my office." I know what this is about. I don't bother sitting at my desk; that'll be too much of a power move, so I stand. There's no point flaunting my dominance with him.

Paul closes the door. "That crowd will only get worse." 

"It will."

"I know we're from different worlds, but I know how harmful mobs can get. I used to hang out at bars when I was younger. Things get rowdy and violent. I'm certain fame has this side too."

"You're right. Don't worry; Alonso and I will triple our guard staff. None of you will be unprotected."

"As long as they're protected, I don't care."

"You're included too."

Paul gives a badass smirk. "Oh, I can handle myself. Don't let my appearance fool you."

I laugh. "Trust me. I felt that way before. I thought all I had to do was use my fists. But this is beyond physical threats."

"I guess what I read wasn't tabloid gossip. You have armed satellites?"

"Yes."

"Well, I'll be damned," Paul grumbles. "Is it too late for my daughter to get cold feet?" He chuckles nervously.

"I told her; she knows the risks."

"Does she truly? Did you sugarcoat it?"

I grimace. "A little."

"She has to know exactly what happened in the past. Even if it scares her."

He's right again. Madison doesn't know about the bombing with my sister. The backstage stabbing. The jet explosion. Why my family has left America. Her family may have no other choice than to do the same. No other choice but to flee. "I'll tell her everything. Meanwhile, you need protection, just as I do." 

"Deal." He stares at the door. "Now, let's get back out there before my old lady comes snooping. Something you'll have to get used to." He jabs. 

"Ahh..." I mumble. "Unfortunately." Paul opens the door and turns down the hall. I'm aware Alonso is a few feet away doing surveillance. I spot his tall figure shadowed against the sunny floors. I don't close the door, so he gets the signal that I want him to come in. He has a telepathic mind. I guess that's why the Black Ops, Navy Seals, and Secret Service employed him. He operates off senses.  

Alonso enters, gently shutting the door. "Yes, sir?"

"We need to recruit. Do you still have connections to your old squad?"

"I do."

"Make the call, triple the security." My plan to build security should soothe me. Yet, I'm still weary. Was Paul's fear just fatherly love? Or was it a sign to break off the wedding? I don't think he was entirely joking. He's read articles...he's researched me. The way he said, "She has to know exactly what happened in the past. Even if it scares her." He knows what his daughter can handle. I assured Madi that I was safe. But that was when it was just me. What if this is the one time I lose? If my baby gets harmed in any way...I'll have no choice but to walk away. To leave so she can live. I'd have to love her enough to let her go. 

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