I am not going to lie. I feel a little embarrassed right now. There is a drool stain on Kye's shirt when I lift my head from his chest.

He chuckles at me.

"Good morning beautiful."

I feel his lips to my cheek.

"I drooled over you."

I say shamefully.

"It's not the first time I've made you wet."

He responds making me blush.

He gracefully places his hands in my scalp and moves his fingers messaging it. I look at him with hooded eyes in comfort.

KYE POV

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She inches her body towards mine as I massage her scalp. Before I know it she is on my chest cuddling me.

She's so precious. I roll over on top of her sucking her neck. This way she'll have no choice but to wear my chocker today.

The sweet sounding moans that leave her lips lubricate my ear drums. I honestly am going crazy day by day trying to figure out a master plan to make her agree to marrying me.

I feel bad for black mailing her to marry me, but if she knew how I felt about her, she would understand.

LAI POV

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"Forgive me."

He orders me while sucking my neck.

I then feel him slip his hand under my night gown and grab my breàst.

He's putting me under his spell again.

"Kye.."

He moves his head to my breast and then to my nakéd crotch.

My eyes widen.

He looks at me and pokes his finger in my opening.

"I'm still inside of you."

He states while pulling out his finger which is soaked with my aroûsal and his cüm from last night.

I never been so embarrassed.

He brings his head back to mine and put his weight on his shoulders which are on the sides of my head.

"Do you enjoy when I claim this?"

He is so hàrd, and I am so wet he easily slides in me with no hands.

My head tilts back.

His hands slide down my body in a caressing motion and I am in just shock of this tender side of him.

"Do you?"

I nod blushing.

"Tell me how you want it."

"Deep and slow"

I respond.

He does just as I say.

"Say the words 'I'm yours."

His words are almost a pled.

I look away from his blue eyes and on to his chest.

"What does that mean?"

I ask as he stares into my soul.

"For now you agree to be my woman."

He says with a smirk and I blush red as a go sign- I mean stop sign.

What the fuck is a go sign?

It is cause of Kye my brain is not working.

I open my mouth but only groans come out.

He slams into me and then stops.

He looks intensely at me making it hard for me to breathe.

His eyes are so blue.

"Who do you belong to?"

He sternly asks while slamming into me.

Do I really want to answer this question?

He grips my jaw and kisses me.

I try my best to ignore how he is making me feel.

"Who do you belong to? Don't make me ask again."

I look into his blue eyes and reluctantly open my mouth.

"I'll agree to be your girlfriend. Make sure you treat me right."

I state.

I swear his face lights up.

"Say you're mine."

He repeats again.

I take a deep breath.

"I'm yours."

"Till death do us part"

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I'm on my way to pick up Kyle early from school. He is actually being sent home- for fighting!

I am so shocked to hear that Kyle is exhibiting such behavior.

I enter the main office and see him waiting with the dean.

Kyle looks down to the floor and does not make eye contact with me.

"Are you the parent?"

I nod to the dean.

"Your son tackled his classmate causing the classmate to sprain his wrist when falling."

I can bet money Kyle was provoked . My child is not a bully.

"What did the student do to provoke Kyle."

"Dose it matter. Your son should exercise self control. I understand he lost his biological mother who was not the best of examples therefore-"

"Stop right there."

I cut the dean of.

"You are not going to unfairly label and look down on my child -especially not In front of my child. Next, my son is raised as a well mannered and well tempered gentleman. He had to be provoked to issue such behavior."

The dean opens her mouth but I cut her off to speak to my son.

"What did the classmate do to you?"

I ask.

"He always bullies me. I always tell the teacher but he still bullies me. Today he said my mom is burning in hell cause that's where prostitutes go. He also took my lunch and threw it in the garbage."

I look at the dean but she looks bored.

"My son is bullied in this school and you all do nothing about it?"

"We can't tolerate this type of student in this school. Let us speak with the principal where there is privacy."

"You're expelling my son?"

All of a sudden it gets hot I have to take my jacket of.

I hear gasp all around and when I turn I see Kye.

"The Kye Tanner."

The dean states and I see her mentally fucking my man.

In response I walk over to him and give him a tender kiss on his soft lips. This causes his eyes to widen and his face to slightly redden.

I turn and see Kyle with a wide grin.

Shit.

I forgot he was here.

I grab Kye by the hand and walk to the dean who is red like a tomato.

"What is going on here."

Kye states in he's authoritative way making all our panties wet.

"Kyle is bullied and although he tells the teachers they do nothing about it. Now when he defends himself it sounds like they want to expel him."

"Expel MY son?"

"Your son?"

The dean says in barely a whisper.

If I could give the best explanation of what paparazzi is, I would say think of it as cockroaches in the hood: everywhere and just won't die.

Once word got out that Kye had a son who attended private school, things just went left. I'm forced to make Kyle do home schooling which I absolutely hate.

"Told you so."

Kye says making me roll my eyes.

He was right though that home school was inevitable.

We are in the living room conversing with his publicist and assistant.

We have an interview next month and they are preparing us what exactly to say.

I feel like a robot.

Kye grabs my hand in front of everyone and carelessly kisses the back of my hand.

We don't even realize when it gets quiet.

"Stop stressing my love"

His voice adds comfort.

I sigh and lean into his shoulder for protection from this chaotic reality.

He kisses my forehead comforting me.

"Well that will be enough for today. "

He then gets up breaking our contact and walks them to the door.

I sit down watching the black screen on the television.

My phone suddenly rings and I see that it says aunty Rachel. Kye then comes back and I quickly press the end button.

He looks at me suspiciously.

I get up before he can say anything and walk towards my room.

I close the door behind me and lock myself in the bathroom.

I call back the number, but am shocked when Henry answers hello.

"Henry?"

"Lai I -"

I then immediately hang up because Kye opens my bathroom door.

"I can't trust you? Is that what you're telling me?"

Kye states making me roll my eyes.

"Obviously you can't trust me if you have to follow me all the way in my bedroom bathroom."

I respond with irritation.

I hand him my phone and walk out.

"Here dad."

I respond sarcastically while walking out the bathroom.

He follows me as I walk.

"I don't want to argue. Laila you should not be trying to mend back relationships with-"

I raise my hand to cut him off.

"We are not."

I respond and walk to his room.

He suspiciously follows after me.

"Lock the door"

I order him as he enters after me.

He complies.

We walk from his office into his bedroom.

"Close that door"

I order him and he hesitates but does it.

I walk over to him and grab his arm.

I sit next to him on the side of the bed.

"Why would I try to mend a relationship with Henry, when I am trying to build a relationship with you?"

His face immediately lights up.

I straddle his lap and cup his jaw.

I rub my hand against his stubble and kiss his jaw.

Immediately he groans and tightens his arms around me caging me to him.

I lean my head back as Kye kisses around my chocker.

He rubs his crotch into mine.

My head then rests in the groove of his neck.

"This dominant side of you turns me on."

I smile into his neck.

He scoots into the bed while holding me so that we are in the middle.

He lays back so that I am laying on his chest.

"Henry called me from his mother's number that is the only reason I picked up the phone."

I respond and am surprised as Kye soothingly rubs his hands along my back.

"Does my age bother you?"

He asks out of nowhere.

I feel his eyes on me.

I think about it and his hold tightens on me.

"I'll treat you better than any guy your age. I promise."

I look into his intense blue eyes.

I open my mouth to speak.

"The age is something that is noticeable-"

"Meaning?"

"You are at an age to settle and I'm at an age to explore."

He looks so worried.

"How do I make you settle down with me."

His words make me forget to breathe.

"Settle down with you?"

He nods starting intensely at me.

I look away and close my eyes.

This makes me think about the prenup.

"Lai"

"Kye let us not play these games-"

"Laila I'm serious."

"Kye why do you love me?"

He sits up causing me to.

"First, because of the selfless sacrifices you make for the kids. You are the most fiery, complicated, irritating yet beautiful woman I know. You have the strongest wall up to guard your precious soul. So many things I can talk about what I love about you. I can talk about the way you look down at your fingers when you are uncomfortable. I want you to look at your wedding ring instead when you are uncomfortable. "

"Shut up and fück me."

I kiss him so he can't speak.

Him on these subjects are just too much.