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“Is something serious happening?” I ask her.

“No,” she replies. “I’m just checking to see if you’re fine. I’ve seen the news, and the photo, and I just want to check that you’re handling everything okay. Are you, Maddie?”

“Yes, I am. Thank you.”

I don’t know about that.

“Is Axel being on good form? Is he looking after you?”

“He sure is.”

“Ah, good. You know that if you ever need to talk to me about anything, I’m always there for you, right?”

“Yeah, thank you. You’re amazing. You don’t have to be like this, checking in on me and all that.”

I really do want her to know how thankful I am. She’s been too kind towards me. More than she needs to be.

“Maddie, you are family now,” Astrid continues. “Of course I’ll check on you. As of the minute you started dating my son, you’re a member of Ravaged.”

Yeah. I guess I am.

43

MADDIE

Ravaged’s tour continues. All over the world. Everything is a blur of places and venues and hotels. One stop. Two stop. We travel all over North America, stopping at so many places that they become indistinguishable from hotel to arena to airport. Another city. Another country.

Another hotel room to fuck in.

Yeah, there is a lot of fucking on this little tour.

Let’s just say that Axel makes time for me. Way more than what should be required in this deal…

Well, whatever the hell this deal has turned into.

It’s so very different from what I’d imagined it would be when we started out on all of this. When I signed the contract, I thought I would be counting down the days until I was freed from the snare of this impulsive, arrogant asshole rockstar, but things have not turned out like that.

No, not at all.

Now we really are doing all the naughty things social media is rumoring we’re doing behind closed doors. We’ve taken this whole “fake” thing a bit too far.

And, hell, I’m loving it.

Let’s just say we’re always leaving each hotel room a mess due to our unbridled lust.

My God, Axel. That gorgeous rockstar with the green eyes that make me lose my breath every time they train on me. What can I say about the man other than the fact he’s the best fuck I’ve ever had? He’s unstoppable. I’m unable to say no to his power. He’s always hungry for me, even straight after a show when he’s shattered. I can see that hunger in his piercing eyes. He always wants me. He’s always raring to go. Hard. It’s an effort to keep up, for sure, but I relish every moment.

He knows how to touch me in places that make me squirm. Make me yelp out his name. Make my whole body shiver until I’m reaching the delightful cusp of orgasm.

My God, the orgasms. The constant fucking orgasms.

Every time I cry out, Axel loves it. I can tell it’s his favorite moment when I climax. It’s what turns him on even more.

Oh, I think he likes me. It’s a sneaking suspicion.

In the time when Axel is not fucking my brains out, I’m usually just doing publicity work for Ravaged, as agreed in my deal. Sorting through reports and the like. It’s interesting seeing how Axel's and mine fake relationship is impacting the public’s perception of the band. It’s good. Real good. I gotta hand it to Lucas; he’s come up with a great idea and it’s working wonders. People love that Axel found a girl. Especially someone like me…

A commoner.