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Theintimate audience of two watched the blatant display of dominance, awaitingAxel’snext instructions.Publiclewdness or any sort of exhibition wasn’t theAmbaniway.WhereIshould have been shoving at his shoulders, my brain short-circuited from the lack of breath he allowed me in between the wild kiss.Mymind muddied somewhere between his lascivious tongue and squeezing my ass.Myeyes only flew open atLevi’scommanding voice.
“I’llhave one of the guys pull your car up closer to the door.”
Axelwrapped his arm around my waist to lead us toward the exit, motioning forGeorgeandLevito follow.
“Axel,”Iprotested shakily. “Idid as you asked, butIcan’t walk through that crowd again and risk being seen with you.Itwas already too close of a call.”Iswiped the cold sweat off my brows. “Ineed to go home on my own.”
“Itold youI’dtake you home.”
Itried to pull free ofAxel, exceptIshould have saved my breath. “I’drather call anUber.”
“Princess,” he said tightly.Itsounded like a warning instead of the usual teasing nickname.
“Please,Axel.Ican’t humiliate my family publicly.”
Hiseyes narrowed. “I’msure your family will survive the public humiliation of seeing you with the likes of me.”
“That’snot what this is about,”Iwhisper-yelled. “I’mmarried.”
Axelignored my proclamation and mercilessly dragged me along, fingers digging painfully into my sides. “Eitherwalk on your own, orI’llput you over my shoulders.Yourcall,Princess.”
Istopped fighting immediately.Instead,Igrabbed hold of the scarf dangling at the back of my head, once more pulling it over my hair and face.
LevigaveAxelan update as we walked, “Ispoke to the venue.Barricadeshad been placed around the perimeters.Noone will get close to you again.”
DespiteLevi’sreassurance, anxiety returned as we neared the exit.Towalk through that crowd was daunting, with or without the threat of being photographed.Itsuddenly dawned on me that wasAxel’sreality.Whatmust it be like for him to live like this every day?
Isthis why he no longer wants to do raves and festivals?
Fromthe backstage gossipIoverheard, it seemedAxelwanted to create music without being in the spotlight.Hepreferred to work behind the scenes.
Thedoor blasted open with the flashes and cameras returning with full force.Aspromised, the fans were barricaded behind railings this time.UnsurewhereLeviprocured those on such short notice,Istayed byAxel’sside in case the barricades didn’t hold.Itdid nothing to stop paparazzi-style photography.Thecar awaited our arrival as promised, andAxelshoved me inside before rounding the car to get into the driver’s side.
Theengine roared to life with a deafening rumble.Thevehicle darted toward the small opening cleared byLeviand his team.Uponrealizing our escape was imminent, my fear melted away, replaced by relief and... excitement.
Likea high-speed car chase, we blazed to the next narrow street even as fans chased the car like maniacs.Thecar peeled away from the crowd, quickly accelerating to a dizzying speed.Tiressquealed and screeched with an ear-piercing whine as they struggled to grip the pavement beneath them.Iclung to the seat belt for dear life as the heady mixture of fear and adrenaline lingered in the air, along with the faintest hint ofAxel’sdamn intoxicating scent.Theconcoction made me weak and stupid enough to breathe it in instinctively, making me lean closer to the driver’s side.
Axelsmirked, forcing me to straighten my back and glare at him.Hepulled onto the highway towardSandsPoint.Iexhaled with relief.Thebastard was actually doing what he said he’d do; he was taking me home.
“Well,”Iprodded.
“Well, what?”
“Youpromised to tell me how you control your impulses ifIdid the stupid item on your list,”Ireminded.
Apregnant pause permeated the air. “Ifocus on the end goal instead of getting sidetracked by the petty shit along the way.”
Inodded, understanding setting in.Heset goals for himself, and it kept him preoccupied and distracted from the primal way he was built to react.
“Thepromise of a reward at the end of your journey distracts you from losing your cool, is that it?”
Hiseyes flashed with dark excitement, tongue running over his bottom lip. “Aslong as the reward is worth it… something unforgettable so that nothing else matters.”
Mybreath hitched when a pair of dark, smoldering eyes roamed my face before focusing on my lips.Mymouth quivered in an automated response, my body tensing in an attempt to purse my lips.Iquickly looked outside the window to keep myself in check.Hewas like the sun; ifIstared directly for too long, he’d blind me.
Theheat radiating from him was impossible to ignore, butIrefused to let him distract me.Icleared my throat and spoke again, “ButPoppydoes have goals.So, why does she react so easily?”
“Becausetoo many people are standing in the way of her goals, including those who’re supposed to encourage her ambitions.Frustrationoften causes people to snap.”
