Paul’s POVI raced to Nathan’s apartment. I tried calling Madison several more times, and it went to voicemail automatically. Something is wrong, I know it. When I got to Nathan’s building, the police had the front of the building taped off. My eyes are drawn to a large pool of dried blood and a crumpled-up, fluffy pink jacket lying on the concrete. Fuck. That’s Amelie’s jacket. Nathan must be going insane with worry.I pull my car around to the back to go to the underground parking, and a police officer stops me.“I’m sorry, sir,” the officer stated. “Only residents and guests are permitted in the building at this time.”“I’m here to see Dr. Nathan Michaels, the owner of this building,” I responded. “My name is Paul McConard. I was invited over.” I reached for my wallet and handed the officer my ID.The officer walked over to his supervisor, who checked a list. Then the officer walked back.“I’m sorry for delaying you, Mr. McConard,” he said, with a smile. “Dr. Michaels is expecting
Six Weeks LaterMadison’s POVI’m dreading going home alone. Luckily, Daddy is at work. I just need to pick up the rest of my things to move to Paul’s place. The last six weeks have been like a dream. Paul was so kind and supportive. He has even gotten a job for me at his company. I’m helping with Human Resources and event planning. I absolutely love it, and I can’t believe I’m making my own money. Paul and I are taking things slow. Which I really appreciate. I think he’s the one, though. I really think I’m in love with him, and I’m going to tell him tonight that I love him and I want to take our relationship to the next level. I hope he's on the same page as me, because if not, I think my heart will break.I entered the mansion and headed to the staircase when I heard yelling from Daddy’s den.“I don’t care, she needs to be eliminated,” a female voice screamed.“But I want her,” a younger male voice replied.I crept up to the den door and peeked in. The woman was facing Daddy with he
Paul’s POVDinner was amazing. It’s always great to get together with friends and share laughs and good conversations. It seemed to lift Amelie’s spirits as well, which we were all happy about. Madison and I called it an early night, as we had to start packing our suitcases. After playing a couple of games of cribbage, we retired for the night. We woke up this morning, once again, tangled with each other. We are currently on the way to the airport to fly to Los Angeles and then connect to New York.“So, did you have a good time on Maui?” I asked Madison.“The second half of the trip was amazing,” Madison grinned. “Thanks for taking care of me and letting me stay in your room.”“No thanks needed. I just wish I knew what your father was doing earlier so I could have gotten you away from him sooner,” I advised.“Wish that too,” Madison stated. “Paul, I think we should keep our connection lowkey with the group for now. Just pretend for my dad.”“Why?” I questioned, puzzled.“Because if w
Paul’s POVI had the best night of sleep of my life. I had built the Great Wall of China out of pillows in between us because I didn’t want Madison to feel uncomfortable sleeping in the same bed together.“That really isn’t necessary, Paul,” she had giggled. I insisted on making her feel comfortable.There is an obvious reason the Great Wall isn’t made of pillows. It is not structurally sound. By the morning, all the pillows are missing. Madison and I are tangled up in each other like we are interconnected puzzle pieces. I woke up first and tried to disengage from her to no avail. Her beautiful red hair is fanned out across my chest, and her leg is hooked around mine, as she purrs softly in her sleep. She looks so sweet and innocent as she lies there. How can anyone do what her father did to her? He will never touch her again. I will die before I let that happen.Madison stirred about twenty minutes later.“Hey,” I said, smiling.“Oh my gosh,” Madison said, pulling away from me. “I’m
Madison’s POVI walked out of the bathroom, and Paul was missing. I panicked. Where could he have gone?I heard banging outside in the hallway.“Open the fucking door, Franklin!” An angry voice yells.Shit. Is Paul banging on Daddy’s door?I quickly ran to the door and opened it; my suspicions were confirmed as I peered out.“Paul! What are you doing?” I asked, frantically.“Getting ready to beat the shit out of your father,” Paul stated, banging again on the door. “I’m not joking, Franklin, open the fucking door before I kick it down.”“Please get back in the room, Paul,” I pleaded, my voice cracking. “I’m begging you, Paul, please.”Paul breathed out and looked at me, standing in the doorway, sighed, and walked back to his room.“Damn you, Madison, and your voice of reason,” he smirked.I crossed my arms and held the door open for him to enter.As he passed by me, he looked down and gulped. I followed his gaze and noticed my crossed arms were pushing up my tits so they were almost b
Paul’s POVI’m literally seething as I storm away from the bar, dragging Madison behind me. If Madison hadn’t been there, I would not have stopped punching him until I ended him. Just thinking about what he has done to Madison makes my blood boil.“Ow, Paul, you’re hurting my wrist,” Madison whined.I stopped dead in my tracks, turned around, and kissed Madison hard on the lips. I just want to take all the vile memories and touches from her and replace them with passion and intimacy. I broke the kiss and grinned.“What was that for?” Madison asked, smiling.“You know the movie Men in Black?” I asked.“Yes, of course, it’s an iconic movie,” Madison replied. “What does that have to do with you kissing me?”“I’m hoping it’s like the Neuralyzer in the movie,” I stated. “I hope it makes you forget everything your dad ever said or did to you.”Madison threw her arms around me and took me in a tight hug. I hugged her back.“Why do you always know exactly what to say to make me feel better?”