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
Amelie’s POVI.Am.NEVER.Drinking.Again.What the hell happened last night, and why do I feel like someone put my head in a vice? I roll over in bed, and Nathan is lying there, smiling at me.“Good morning, sunshine,” he whispers.“Stop screaming at me,” I respond and grab my head.Nathan just shakes his head and laughs.“Ugh, what happened last night?” I questioned.“Well, how much do you remember?” Nathan asks.“Um, I remember being in the limo and drinking champagne, and then everything else is fuzzy,” I say.“So, you don’t really remember anything after that?” Nathan queries.“I vaguely recall something related to karaoke, but that’s about it,” I answer.“Hmmm,” Nathan mumbles.“Oh, my goodness, did we….oh no….we didn’t, you know….I mean,” I stammered and started to hyperventilate.“Calm down, Amelie,” Nathan said, stroking my arm, “we didn’t have sex.”I look under the covers to see I’m wearing my bra and thong.“I need to pee,” I say, hurrying to the bathroom.“I drew you a b
Amelie’s POVI didn’t think that I would feel this good after last night and this morning. No one mentioned what happened last night, but I saw all the pictures Dante had tagged me in on Instagram. I am honestly never drinking again. I look like I basically drooled all over Nathan. I was so grateful he didn’t say anything to me. Hmmmm….why didn’t he say anything to me? Was he protecting me, or was he embarrassed? Either way, I was grateful.I quickly showered and was standing in the walk-in closet in my robe when Nathan came in. He was dressed in a grey suit with a black t-shirt underneath. He was breathtakingly handsome.“Well, Dr. Michaels, you’re looking like AAA beefcake tonight,” I teased.He grinned, showing off his dimples. “Are you wearing a towel tonight? “ Because that’s okay with me,” he stated.“Ha ha, very funny,” I rolled my eyes. “I can’t decide what to wear.”Nathan browsed the outfits on the hangers and selected a short, silver dress.“Wear this one,” he instructed. H
Nathan’s POVWe’re on the plane, heading home. Paul is passed out, sleeping across the aisle from me. Morgan and Kimmy are sitting together in the seats in front of us, facing me. Amelie, well, Amelie is right where she should be. She’s cuddled up next to me. I feel such a sense of calm when she’s close to me, as if nothing else matters in the world. I’m glad it’s Friday and the weekend is here. For the first time in my life, I don’t want to go to work. I want to stay with Amelie. Tomorrow is her wedding dress fitting—a wide grin dons my face as I think about it.“What are you smiling about, Nathan?” Amelie questioned.I lie, “Just remembering the look on Twerkley’s face when Kimmy said you weren’t his lobster.”Amelie smiles, “That was quite funny.”“Sometimes you need to put Twerkley in his place,” Kimmy noted. “He’s really a nice guy, but his Hollywood persona has been coming out a lot lately.”“So true, Kimmy,” I agreed. "You can’t blame him, however. When you’re essentially given
Amelie’s POV“Holy Fuck, Amelie,” Tiff exclaimed. “This place is unreal.” She expressed as we entered my room at Nathan’s.“I know, right?” I responded.There was a box on the bed for each of us. We unwrapped them.“Bathing suits?” Tiff asked.“Yes, we have a pool upstairs,” I answered.“Oooo…let’s do that first!” Tiff said excitedly.“Okie dokie smokie,” I agreed.We quickly changed into our bathing suits and headed upstairs. We’re greeted by a couple of people dressed in spa scrubs.“Hello?” I said, raising my eyebrow.“Hello, Miss Amelie,” the woman said. “I’m Judy; this is Fernando. If you need anything, please let us know.”“Thank you, Trudy,” I said with a smile.“Ladies, would you like some fruit smoothies?” Fernando asked.“Yes, please, Fernando,” I replied.“I’ll bring them to the pool,” he said, “please make yourself comfortable.”We headed to the pool. After splashing around for a while, sitting by the pool, and drinking our smoothies, we head to the stone beds. We looked o
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