Nathan’s POV“Hey, everyone,” a voice came over the speakers. It was Dante. “I’d like to thank everyone here for coming tonight. Of course, we are here tonight to celebrate one of my best friends, Nathan, and my future 2nd wife, Amelie, tying the knot next week.”A cheer went up from the crowd.“Now we need to see which one of them knows the other better,” Dante smiled. “Let’s get the happy couple over here.”Fuck Dante, what are you up to?Amelie and I headed to the dance floor.The waiter handed both of us a shotglass of clear liquor.“We’re going to ask each of them five questions, and if they match, they get a point. The one with the most points wins. The loser, well, they get to pole dance for the other,” Dante stated.Amelie turned beet red while the crowd went wild.“But first, if everyone can raise their glass in honor of the happy couple,” Dante said. “Nathan, you’re one of my best friends, basically like a brother to me. Amelie, when you finally get sick of the stock market,
Amelie’s POVI led Tiff to one of the bedrooms and shut the door.“What’s going on?” I asked.“What the heck am I doing?” Tiff said, putting her hands over her face.“What do you mean?” I questioned.“I just broke up with Peter, and I’m making out with Samuel,” she cried. “I’ve had a few drinks, but I don’t think I can use that as an excuse.”“Tiff, don’t cry.” I reached over and hugged her. “Shhhh, calm down.”“Samuel is such a nice guy, and honestly, I’m drawn to him,” Tiff explained. “I can’t explain it. It’s like this magnetic draw, but I shouldn’t have jumped into something so soon.”“I totally understand. I had that feeling with Nathan,” I continued. “It was like electricity between us.”“Yes, that’s exactly what it felt like!” Tiff stated. “It’s just I shouldn’t be jumping into anything three days after Peter dumped me.”“That’s really for you to decide. No one can put a timeline on grief and healing,” I hugged her tighter. “I will support you in whatever path you decide.”“I t
Amelie’s POVThe party continued until the early morning hours of Sunday. By that time, everyone was either highly inebriated or very drunk. I was even feeling a little tipsy myself. Nathan was drunk. I had never seen him like this. We were snuggled on the couch, sipping on our cocktails and chatting with a bunch of partygoers.“So Simon,” Nathan said. “You are in our marketing department.”“Yes, Dr. Michaels,” Simon replied. “I’m one of the managers in the department.”“Good on you, Simon,” Nathan continued. “I’m going to be giving you a new hire after Christmas.”I looked at Nathan, puzzled, “Who are you hiring, schmoopie?”“Tiff,” Nathan stated. “I wanted to give her a position to thank her for all that she’s done for you, kitten.”“Really?” I hugged him. “Baby, she’s going to be thrilled!”“You think so?” Nathan smiled.“Absolutely,” I grinned. “Thank you so much for doing this for her.”Samuel walked over from the kitchen, “What did I miss? Why is Amelie smiling like she’s the ca
Amelie’s POVZander woke up in the ambulance but was totally out of it.“I’m here, Zander,” I said nervously. “Everything is going to be ok.”“I need to know if Zander takes anything else,” the paramedic said. “Anything else?”“What do you mean?” I replied.“Any recreational drugs?” She asked.“Absolutely not,” I exclaimed. “He’s a good kid, plus he gets tested for football.”“It’s ok,” she smiled. “I believe you.”“Does it look like something like that?” I questioned.“He looks like he’s reacting to something,” she said.“Thank you for all that you’re doing for him,” I said with a smile.She reached over and put her hand on mine. “Thank you,” she said. “We don’t get a lot of appreciation at our jobs.”“Well, you deserve all of it,” I declared.The ambulance pulled up to the emergency department, and I hopped out. Zander was taken to the front desk on a stretcher, and the paramedic began checking him in.“Oh, Zander Cavanaugh? Dr. Michaels called to inform us. Follow me,” the receptio
Amelie’s POVOf course, Nathan had to walk in at that exact moment. Think fast, Amelie.“Nathan,” Morgan spoke. “Amelie is worried about security for the wedding.”“Is that what you're concerned about?” Nathan asked.“Ummmm….yeah. I mean, I don’t want anything to spoil the day,” I whispered.“Oh, Amelie,” Nathan reached out and hugged me. “Why didn’t you say something?”“I didn’t want to bother you, Nathan,” I spoke. “You have enough on your plate with work and everything.”“Amelie,” he said as he leaned back and looked into my eyes. “Your safety is the most important thing to me.”Stop saying things like that, Nathan! I thought to myself. It rips my heart out knowing you don’t have feelings for me like I have for you.“Ok, I think I’m just overthinking things because I’m tired,” I sighed.“Well, I’m prepared to tell everyone to fuck off if you need to sleep,” he grinned.“Nathan!” I giggled.Nathan kissed my forehead and then walked off to the living room with a few of the water bott
Amelie’s POVThe next few days flew by in the blink of an eye. Zander was released from the hospital. Nathan had called the pharmacy, which insisted the prescription was filled correctly. Morgan decided to do a bit of investigation on her own. She said she would keep me posted on her findings. I attended my appointments with Dr. Yvonne on Monday and Tuesday.It was now Tuesday late afternoon; Tiff, Zander, and I were in the media room watching a movie when Nathan came home.“Hey, Schmoopie,” I greeted Nathan.He smiled and walked over to me. “Hi, Kitten,” he said, then kissed me on the top of my head. “Remember, we have dinner with Alfred and his wife tonight at 7:00 pm.”“How could I forget?” I grimaced.Nathan chuckled to himself.“Hey, Tiff,” Nathan turned towards her. “I’ve been meaning to talk to you.”“Really? What about Nathan?” Tiff questioned.Nathan sat down on the arm of the sofa behind me. I instinctively leaned my head against him, and he stroked my hair.“I want to give
Nathan’s POV“I like the fact that Amelie wants to work, actually,” I disclosed. “I like seeing her brilliant mind at work. I’d support her either way.”I glanced at Amelie, and she had a huge smile on her face.“Well, Alfred isn’t a billionaire, but if he were, I wouldn't lift a finger,” Fiona replied.“Fiona, you don’t lift a finger now,” Alfred chuckled.I looked at the dining room door and saw a little tiaraed head peek out.“Eliza, are you coming to visit your princess?” I asked.Amelie looked over at the door. “Queen Eliza, are you there?”Little Eliza tentatively walked into the room.Alfred had a stern look on his face. “Eliza, you know not to interrupt adult meals. Go back to your room.”Amelie stood up and headed over to Eliza. “Oh, Alfred, she’s not interrupting. She’s joining us for dessert.”Amelie scooped Eliza up in her arms and carried her to the table.“Would you like to sit on your throne, Your Majesty, or would you prefer to sit on my lap?” Amelie asked.“Can I sit
Nathan’s POVI stretched out my arm and smiled. It’s Wednesday morning—two days before I marry Amelie. I rolled over to hug her, but she was not there. I don’t hear the shower on. I jump up in a panic.“Amelie,” I called.No Answer.I slip on my gray sweats and head for the main floor. I hear sounds in the kitchen. She must be in there. As I round the corner, I notice it’s Trudy.“Good morning, Nathan,” Trudy smiled.“Good morning, Trudy,” I said and ran my hand through my hair.“Nathan, don’t look so disappointed to see me,” Trudy laughed.“I just thought it was Amelie in the kitchen,” I replied.“No, dear, Amelie is in the exercise room,” Trudy advised. “Go see you’re fiancée, you love-struck puppy.”I grinned at Trudy, “Thanks, Trudy.”I walked out of the kitchen and down the hall. As I approached the exercise room, I heard a familiar song, "At Last" by Etta James, playing. I smiled to myself. The door to the exercise room was open, and I leaned on the door frame. Amelie was swirli
Amelie’s POVI can’t believe we’re in California. I’ve always wanted to go. The limo took us straight to the amusement park. As soon as we arrived, we were greeted by a personal concierge that Nathan had hired to give us a VIP tour of the park, along with a photographer to accompany us.“But first,” Nathan said, grinning. “You need something special.”“What?” I asked.“These,” he stated, and handed me a bag.I opened it and squealed. “These are the Vera Wang wedding mouse ears!” I cried. I jumped up and hugged Nathan tightly.I had seen them in a magazine. I knew they were a hefty price.“And I guess I should put mine on,” Nathan smirked, pulling out the groom's ears, which were a baseball-style cap with ears and a bow tie.“Look at my handsome groom,” I said, smiling.“Look at my beautiful bride,&rd
Amelie’s POVI had the best sleep ever in our bed as a married couple. It makes me giddy just thinking that is the way it is now. I feel like I need to pinch myself to see if it’s real. Unfortunately, the alarm clock that rang bright and early due to our early flight time proved to me I wasn’t dreaming. In fact, it wasn’t even bright. It felt like the middle of the night because the sun wasn't up yet.Nathan’s arms weren’t around me when I woke up. The room was still dark. I got up and headed to the bathroom. He wasn’t in there either. He must have gotten up early to finish some work in the den, I thought to myself. I hopped in the shower and then got dressed in a sundress and some wedge sandals. The only clue Nathan had given me the night before was to dress for comfort and a warm destination. Hence, the sundress in New York, in the middle of winter.I quickly blow-dried my hair, brushed my teeth, and appl
Nathan’s POVI can’t believe I’m taking my wife home to our place. It seems so surreal. It’s been less than 24 hours since we declared our love for each other, and I already think we have an unbreakable bond. I know that sounds unbelievable, but I’m getting rid of the contract.We arrived home and took the elevator up to our floor. I punch in the code and then lift Amelie bridal style.“Welcome home, Mrs. Michaels,” I stated.“Nathan,” she giggled.“Another threshold. The start of our new life in our home,” I said with a grin.“Nathan, that’s a sweet thing to say,” Amelie said, smiling.“It’s the truth,” I said as I walked through the door.Amelie gasped. There were white lilies all over the penthouse.“Did you do this?” Amelie asked.“No, it wasn’t me,” I responded.I place Am
Nathan’s POVAmelie has been hugging her brother for ten minutes now.“You know I’m only going to be away for two weeks, right?” Amelie said, reminding her brother. “You can call me if you need anything at all. I mean anything.”“Ame, I’m not going to call you on your honeymoon,” Zander replied. “Grandfather will take good care of me.”Amelie looked over at Grandfather. “I know this is hard for you, Amelie,” Grandfather spoke.“I’ve never been away from him for more than a day,” Amelie said nervously.“I will take great care of him. I promise, Amelie,” Grandfather informed her. “Go have a great trip with your new husband.”“Okay,” Amelie sighed, then turned her attention to Biscuit, who was in Morgan’s arms. “Are you sure you’re ok taking Biscuit for a week?”“Yes, I w
Nathan’s POVI guess that blanket needs to go in the laundry. I had to use it to clean up Amelie after our “wine tasting” in the cellar. Amelie is driving me straight to sex addiction classes. Any time I’m alone with her, all I want to do is be inside her. To be as close to her as humanly possible.Now, I have to get through dinner with my family and friends before I get to take her home.“You need to stop attacking me in unusual places,” Amelie giggled.“I didn’t hear you protesting against it,” I chuckled.Amelie went to say something, then paused.“That’s what I thought, kitten,” I smirked.“You are annoying when you gloat,” Amelie teased.“I’ll gloat all over you, angel,” I laughed.“Baby!” Amelie squealed.I just laughed, picked her up, and twirled her around.“You make me so happy, A
Nathan’s POVAmelie was thrilled with Biscuit. It’s the best feeling in the world to make her smile. I think it’s now my new mission in life. She and Zander played with Biscuit for over an hour inside the mansion, then took him outside to do his business and play in the snow. The amount of squeals of joy that Amelie made brought me happiness.Now, we’re sitting by the fire snuggling, and Biscuit is passed out, tired on his dog bed in front of the fire.I look up to see Dante, Dutton, Morgan, and Kimmy coming in the door. Dante and Kimmy were holding hands, which I loved to see.“Hey guys, where’s Paul?” I asked.“He decided to head home to Buffalo for Christmas,” Kimmy said. “I guess his Grandmother isn’t doing too well.”“Oh no, that’s not good,” Amelie sympathized.“Oh My God! Is that a puppy?” Morgan shrieked and ran off to see Bis
Nathan’s POVWe barely had enough time to straighten ourselves before arriving at Grandfather’s front door. Luckily, Amelie had a brush and a clip to put her hair up because without, she had the just fucked look because I had gripped her hair so much. Of course, she stepped out of the limo, looking like a fucking goddess with her loose bun.Niles greeted us at the door and let us know that Grandfather and Zander were in the living room.“Ame!” Zander said, his eyes lighting up when he saw Amelie. “Merry Christmas.”Zander raced over to hug Amelie. I can imagine this is a totally different type of Christmas from what they had in the past. I want to make it extra special for Amelie and Zander.Grandfather stood up as we approached the seating area.“Amelie, Nathan, Merry Christmas, kids,” Grandfather grinned, leaning in for hugs.“Merry Christmas, Grandfather,” we both replied
Amelie’s POVI think I might not be able to walk by the time the honeymoon is over. Nathan is insatiable. Not that I’m complaining. He is an incredible lover. He always makes sure I’m taken care of before he finishes—such a true gentleman.After breakfast, we barely made it back to the room before we were stripping off our clothes again.“I’m sure Grandfather would understand us being a bit late,” Nathan laughed.Then, he proceeded to bend me over the bed and jackhammer me until I came so hard I saw stars and squirted all over the bed and carpet. I tried to wipe it up as much as I could.Nathan promised to leave a big tip with the apology note I wrote for the maid.“Amelie, you are so adorable. Only you would leave an apology note for that,” Nathan chuckled. “So fucking adorable.”We are now on our way in the limo to Grandfather’s mansion. Marcus is off today, so
Nathan’s POV“I love you, too, Nathan,” Amelie said breathlessly.“I’ll be right back,” I advised. “I’m going to go grab a condom.”“No,” Amelie replied.“No? I questioned.“I’m on the pill,” Amelie stated. “I have been since I was 14 years old to regulate my period.”“I can still wear a condom, though,” I said.“I don’t want you to,” Amelie expressed. “I want to feel you fully.”I smiled at her. “Amelie, you don’t understand what this means to me. You willing to give yourself fully to me means everything to me.”“I’m yours, Nathan,” Amelie said, reaching up to caress my cheek.I started kissing her again and ran my hands over her body.I reached between her legs just to make sure she was still wet enough. She was dripping wet for