Amelie’s POVWe arrive back at the hospital after another wonderful helicopter ride. I am so thankful for everything Nathan did for me today. I feel so relaxed and centered. I also feel so much more connected to Nathan. Spending time with him is so easy. I fall more for him with every minute I’m in his presence.“Amelie,” Nathan said, holding out his hand to me, “are you coming?”“Of course,” I answered.He leads me down the stairs from the roof and into the elevator. We arrive at the VIP ward just in time to see Dr. Carrera standing at the ward desk.“Dr. Carrera,” Nathan exclaimed.“Ahh, Dr. Michaels, and Ms. Cavanaugh, just the people I want to see.”“Hi, Dr. Carrera,” I said nervously, “Please tell me everything is ok with Zander.”“Ms. Cavanaugh, everything is excellent with your brother.” He replied. “Zander came through the surgery with flying colors.”I jumped and hugged Dr. Carrera, “Thank you so much! I owe you everything!”“Amelie, don’t break the surgeon,” Nathan laughed.
Nathan’s POVI have to admit I miss Amelie. I haven’t seen her in two days. On Tuesday and Wednesday, Samuel and I had to fly out to Seattle to finalize the three acquisitions. To our surprise, on Wednesday, before we left, we secured two more financial companies that had approached us for mergers. It was a successful trip all around.Amelie had thrown herself into studying for her finals as soon as we got home Monday evening from the hospital. We had been texting back and forth for a couple of days, and I found it so easy to talk to her, whether by phone or text. There was never an awkward pause in the conversation.Zander continued to improve at a rapid pace. Dr. Carrera had said that because he was a top-tier athlete, his recovery would be a quick one. They did, however, want to keep him in the hospital for one to two weeks to make sure everything was going well. I honestly think grandfather had something to do with that because he enjoyed hanging around Zander so much that he was
Nathan’s POVAmelie looks so happy. As the plane lands, she is staring out the window, beaming with a wide smile on her face.Once we’re at the hangar, Captain Thomas comes out of the cockpit.“Thank you so much, Captain Thomas,” Amelie says and hugs him.Captain Thomas laughs, “You’re welcome.”We head to the waiting convertible.“A Lamborghini?” Amelie yelps.“I thought my queen needed a hot-looking chariot,” I mused.“Nathan, you’re so over the top with spoiling me!” Amelie blurted out.“Just you wait,” I smirked.We take off from the hangar and head towards the Las Vegas strip. Amelie’s hair is blowing in the breeze, and she sings along to the radio, which ironically plays Elvis’ Viva Las Vegas. We made a quick stop at the Welcome to Las Vegas sign, and a nice couple offered to take our picture. We get back in the car, and Amelie quickly sends the picture to Tiff. Her text notification goes off in less than 30 seconds.Amelie’s POVTiff: What the heck?Amelie: I know, right?Tiff:
Nathan’s POVAmelie is so adorable when she’s flustered. So, she likes my body? That’s good to know. She looks so incredibly sexy in that red dress. I kind of wish I was ripping it off of her.Focus, Nathan.I finish getting my tux on and head out to the living room area. I didn’t have to wait very long for Amelie. She appears out of the bedroom, looking like a total goddess. She has her luscious brown hair cascading in face-framing curls, and her makeup is subtle but accentuates her natural beauty—that red dress, phew, that red dress. The only word for her is stunning.“Amelie, you look absolutely stunning,” I exclaimed.“You don’t look too shabby yourself, Nathan,” she says with a big grin.“Shall we?” I signal to the door.“We shall,” she responds.We head down the elevator to the lobby and then out to the limo, waiting outside. I swear Amelie turned every single guy's head in that lobby. She really is a natural beauty. I mean inside and out. Her personality and charm are exuded in
Nathan’s POVWhat just happened? Amelie has to be ok. I stare at her lying on the couch, and she seems to be breathing better. I would lose it if something happened to her.“Are you ok, Amelie?” I ask, trying to keep my voice from cracking.She reaches up and touches my face, “I’m ok, Nathan, it must have been the heat.” Amelie says as she looks into my eyes.“You scared me,” I replied and nuzzled into her neck. She smells incredible—that familiar scent of Lilies and rain. I want to bask in that scent every day of my life.Amelie smiles and tries to sit up, but I stop her. “You need to rest,” I tell her.“Nathan, really, I’m ok,” Amelie states. Looking around the room. There is a half a dozen sets of eyes on her.“Usually, girls pass out when they see me, not before,” says a deep male voice. Amelie scans the room, and her eyes go as wide as saucers.“Dante Berkley?” Amelie questions, “The Dante Berkley, Hollywood superstar.”“That’s me,” Dante responds, chuckling.The guests start to
Nathan’s POVWe all return to the poker table. After another eight hands, the only two people remaining are Twerkley and myself.“So, we meet again,” Dante says.“Stop using that line from your movie,” I say, and Amelie giggles.“Hey, that movie and that line made me a shit ton of money,” Dante snickers.“I know,” I reply, “I handle your investments, remember?”“Ok, let’s play,” Dante dealt the cards.I look at my cards, a pair of jacks with an ace high. Not too bad. The flop is 3, 9, and 10 all off suit. I raise it, and Dante calls it. Next is a seven; I raise again, and Dante calls. Last comes an Ace. I raise a bit to see what Dante is going to do. He immediately goes all in. Shit, does he have three of a kind with Aces? I sit there pondering.“What’s wrong, stock market?” Dante inwardly laughs, “Too hot for you to handle?”Amelie squeezes my thigh. I look at her. I go to kiss her, and she avoids the kiss on the lips, and I kiss her cheek.“He’s bluffing,” she whispers with her mout
Amelie’s POVI’m currently hiding in a bathroom stall at the club. I don’t know if I can go through with this fake marriage with Nathan. Every moment I’m with him makes it harder. I want it all to be real. I want a real relationship with him. The way he held me on the dance floor made me feel both ecstatic that I had found my person and sad that I could never truly have him the way I really wanted him. Dig deep, Amelie, and keep your promise. He gave Zander back his life. You need to push your feelings down and stick to the mission. Onwards and upwards. You’re going to march upstairs to the VIP lounge, sit on Nathan’s lap, and pretend to be his girlfriend. Why? Because you owe it to him. Also, because a very large part of you knows how awesome it would be to have his hands on you, so suck it up, princess, and take one for the team. I giggled to myself.I left the stall and washed my hands. I took a glance in the mirror. Makeup is still on point. Hair, I smoothed it out. Tits, I pushe
Nathan’s POVWhat the fuck, Amelie? You just made me instantly hard. I hope you can’t feel it against you.“Nathan,” Amelie gulps, “You’re hard for me.” She leans into my neck and groans. Then she did something I didn’t expect to happen; Amelie reached down with her hand and cupped my bulge. “So, fucking hard.”“Amelie,” I breathe.“We’re here!” One of the girls screams excitedly. “Are you guys done dry-humping each other?” Dante says, looking in our direction.Amelie scrambles off my lap. I look at the ceiling and breathe deeply. I swear when I finally claim Amelie, she won’t be able to move for a week. I’m going to pounce on her like a tiger takes their prey.Everyone starts piling out of the limo. We are standing out in front of the hottest karaoke lounge in Las Vegas.“Let’s get our sing on!” Kimmy yells.“OH MY GOSH! YAY!” Amelie shrieks.Kimmy links arms with Amelie, and they walk towards the entrance. Everyone else follows, and I lag behind, trying to get rid of the raging har
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
Nathan’s POVIt’s Christmas morning, and I've received the best present I’ve ever had in my life. Amelie woke me up this morning wearing nothing but a big red bow tied around her chest and a G-string. Needless to say, I did some unwrapping and stuffed her stocking. Now, I’m currently taking a bubble bath with my wife sitting in front of me in the tub.“Are you sore?” I asked her.“Not too bad,” Amelie answered. “Just a little tender, mostly.”“I kind of took it easy on you last night since it was your first time,” I said. Amelie turned around and looked at me, and I smirked.“Oh really?” Amelie questioned. “Pray tell, what does not going easy look like?”“Patience, my little kitten,” I said with a grin. “You have the rest of your life to find that out.”Amelie let out the cutest little squeak.“I like th
Amelie’s POVIt feels like I’m dreaming. Nathan loves me. I’m on cloud nine.We are standing at the end of the bed kissing. It sounds strange, but the kisses feel different. They feel more powerful, full of emotion and passion.Nathan ran his hands down my sides and turned me around so my back was facing him. He slowly started unclasping my corset. I would be lying if I didn’t admit that I was nervous. He made quick work of the corset and dropped it to the floor. Then he hooked his fingers under the sides of my lace thong and pulled them down my legs.I stand, my back exposed to him. He lingered kisses down my back as I shivered with excitement. He stepped back.“Turn around, Amelie,” He purred. “I want to devour you with my eyes.”I turned around slowly. My body was on display for him.His gaze was fixated on me, and he licked his lips.“Perfection, my love,” He said. “I’ve waited so long for this. My body has ached for you.”He picked me up, moved to the side of the bed, and gently
Nathan’s POVAt the same time and with the same words, we spoke.“I need to tell you something.”We both look at each other. How weird is it to say the exact same thing at the exact same time?“Ladies first, Amelie,” I said.“Are you sure?” Amelie asked.“Yes, please. What do you have to tell me?”“Nathan, I’ve been trying to find the words to tell you something for weeks. “ I finally found the words, but then I lacked the courage,” Amelie said, turning to me. “Now I think I have both. I need to say it, regardless of the outcome, because I can no longer live with this secret. I can’t keep it secret for the next three years. I can’t let it consume my heart.”Amelie looked down at the ground and wrung her hands together. Her head bowed like a scared little kitten.“Amelie,” I said, lifting her chin and gazing into her eyes. “You know you can tell me anything, right?”“I know,” Amelie spoke. “It’s just hard to put into words.”I reach for a stray piece of hair on her face and tuck it beh
Nathan’s POVAfter the garter and bouquet toss, I excused myself to head to the washroom. Fuck. I swear, as I gripped the garter with my teeth, I could smell Amelie’s arousal through her lace panties. It drove me fucking primal. I have never wanted a woman as much as I want her. I’m praying she feels the same way when I tell her tonight.I came back to the reception and found my mother talking to Samuel. He looked really uncomfortable, so I started walking towards him, but before I could intervene, Tiff swooped in.“Sweetie,” Tiff said, grabbing Samuel’s arm. “Can we dance now?”Samuel looked at Tiff and smiled. “Vivian, do you mind if I leave you so I can dance with my girlfriend?”“Girlfriend?” My mother asked.“Yes, Tiff is my girlfriend,” Samuel grinned.“Oh, go ahead, you two,” Mother responded.Tiff dragged Samuel off to the dance floor.“Mother,” I stated as I walked up to her. “Are you having a good time?”“Yes, Nathaniel. It’s a lovely wedding,” she expressed.I glanced over
Nathan’s POVOf course, Zander had to be infatuated with the daughter of a Mafia Don. The only saving grace was that Isabella would be leaving for boarding school in England after the New Year. Now, however, is not the time to think about that. I want to concentrate on Amelie.“Oh my gosh!” Amelie exclaimed. “The cake is amazing!”Patricia was standing there and smiled widely at Amelie’s comment.“I’m so glad you like it, Amelie,” Patricia acknowledged.Amelie, of course, had to hug Patricia.“What layer is the chocolate?” I asked.“It’s the middle tier,” Patricia responded. “I thought that would be the tier you would want to cut since it’s your mom’s recipe.”“Oh, Patricia, that’s so incredibly thoughtful of you,” Amelie expressed.“Now the big question is, smush or no smush?” I laughed.“Well, I would say no smush for Amelie. We don’t want to get any on her dress,” Patricia said. “Maybe a little smush for you, Nathan. Then Amelie can kiss it off?”“That works for me,” Amelie giggled
Amelie’s POVI couldn’t believe Carrington had done that for me. My dream of giving back to the community was coming true.I returned to my seat, and I was literally shaking from emotion. Nathan knew just what to do. He hugged me tight.“I know this is overwhelming,” he said. “Just center yourself and let the emotions out.”Nathan always knew what to say to make me feel better. I clung to him, and he held me as if he would never let me go.“Feeling a bit more level?” Nathan asked.“Yes, thank you. It’s just so much,” I replied.“I know. Grandfather can be over the top sometimes,” Nathan stated.“Oh, really? I know a certain someone who seemed to pick up that Michaels trait as well,” I giggled.“Guilty as charged,” Nathan chuckled. “Are you ready to make a brief statement to our guests as a couple? I’ll do all the talking if you’d like.”“Yes, my hubby,” I advised.“Ok, my wifey,” Nathan responded.We walked up to the podium.“Hi, Everyone, my wife,” Nathan paused and smiled at me, “an