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How To Sing - Feisty Series (3 of 5) 21 - Hero
~Corey’s Point of View~ “It’s spread too quickly, I just don’t think we can contain it. We’ve already taken down over two thousand copies,” a voice said. I slammed my fist on the table. “We’re suing the damn hotel,” Slade said, fuming. “They’ll argue it was a public space, on their property,” Angie said. “It was NOT public, I was there at first. It was the middle of the fucking night. They had every reason to have an expectation of privacy. I even shut the door on my way out,” Slade said. I hadn’t even bothered to notice or give a shit at the time if the door was open. But Slade is always looking out for me. “How’s she doing,” Trey asked. “She’s fucking devastated. As if she hasn’t been through enough shit we gotta deal with this? If I could get that kid alone in a room I’d tear his goddamn head off. I’m used to people coming for me, trying to pull stuff on me. Extorting me for cash or whatever. But Pearl doesn’t deserve this. Hell I did what I did to distract her, she was w
How To Sing - Feisty Series (3 of 5) 22 - Don't Worry Be Happy
~Pearl’s Point of View~ “You know you’re going to miss us fucking in this bunk,” Corey whispered, as he woke up and ran his hand down my back, grabbing my ass. I scoffed. “Miss the smells of living in a moving closet with like six other people,” I said, giving him a look. We had tiny little push lamps above our heads that gave just enough light if you needed it. Corey wanted the light on pretty much all the time. He said he had to be able to look at me. Okay so it was kinda cute. Like the millions of little things he said about me all the time that just made me melt. Last night after our last show he kissed me just as we got off stage and said the big word. Love. He said he loved me. Without hesitation, I said it right back. Then we found a closet to fuck our brains out in and well, I guess now I’m officially in love with Corey Feisty Pierce. “But now you’ll get me more to yourself,” I said, as I kissed him. He grunted and shifted us, then immediately began sucking on my nipple.
How To Sing - Feisty Series (3 of 5) 23 - Fate or Coincidence
~Corey’s Point of View~ “Where did Slade say we’re going today? There’s a meeting somewhere,” I asked, as we piled into Slade’s car. The driver looked like he’d been waiting awhile but he was paid so damn well he’d get over it. “I don’t know, he said he wanted to look at an office, I don’t know for what you know how he is. He likes his surprises,” Pearl said, as she fell into the Bentley. I grinned harder than necessary. I loved how my siren just talked about my boys like they were hers too, like she’d known them forever. It made her just cement herself more in our lives, in my life. Even if we’d been home from the road for over a week and we were still living in the mansion and not my apartment. I might as well sell the damn thing. I watched with great interest as Slade came out of the house in torn jeans, a white t-shirt and a black dress jacket. Clearly not trying too hard to impress anyone. What is he up to? He fell into the front seat and we were off. He immediately got o
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~Lukas’ Point of View~ I laid in bed contemplating getting up, I had so much shit swirling around my brain. Man, I own a freakin’ record label. Epic shit! Feisty Enter-fucking-tainment baby!! And as the last bachelor of Feisty it is my duty … no … my obligation to keep rocking the fuck out, with my cock out. Everyday baby. RING RING RING I groaned, still hungover from being out partying. Getting a record label and Corey getting married definitely warranted a three day fuck fest. Party fest. Whatever. Maybe it had been four days? Who knows. “I’m alive,” I croaked, definitely needing some water. “Good, now stop fucking around and get your ass up. I’m picking you up in ONE … that’s ONE hour Lukas. Slade wants us to hit the studio and check out things, meet these artists that have been recording Pearl’s songs. There’s not a lot of staff there but Slade hasn’t had a chance to feel them out,” Corey said. “Well sign me up as the head feeler,” I said, laughing. Head feeler. I’m fucki
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How To Sing - Feisty Series (3 of 5) 22 - Don't Worry Be Happy
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How To Sing - Feisty Series (3 of 5) 21 - Hero
~Corey’s Point of View~ “It’s spread too quickly, I just don’t think we can contain it. We’ve already taken down over two thousand copies,” a voice said. I slammed my fist on the table. “We’re suing the damn hotel,” Slade said, fuming. “They’ll argue it was a public space, on their property,” Angie said. “It was NOT public, I was there at first. It was the middle of the fucking night. They had every reason to have an expectation of privacy. I even shut the door on my way out,” Slade said. I hadn’t even bothered to notice or give a shit at the time if the door was open. But Slade is always looking out for me. “How’s she doing,” Trey asked. “She’s fucking devastated. As if she hasn’t been through enough shit we gotta deal with this? If I could get that kid alone in a room I’d tear his goddamn head off. I’m used to people coming for me, trying to pull stuff on me. Extorting me for cash or whatever. But Pearl doesn’t deserve this. Hell I did what I did to distract her, she was w
How To Sing - Feisty Series (3 of 5) 20 - Picture This
~Pearl’s Point of View~ I could tell Corey was pretty caught off guard when he found me in the ballroom. When he saw what a mess I was. I hadn’t planned on being so damn ridiculous. I felt stupid. There wasn’t a chance in hell Devin was wasting any time on me. I really did wonder what he thought of me in Feisty though, if that stuck in his craw. There was no chance it didn’t. Corey reeked of booze and I knew he’d probably come to bed wanting sex. I’d have been happy to give it to him if I wasn’t such a blubbering mess. Why couldn’t I just get over it? I had just been so damn blindsided. I really think that’s why it’s so bad. Why do people cheat? The thrill of it? Why dump me in such a fucking dramatic way? I just couldn’t wrap my head around how he could literally be that cruel. Corey was so good at distracting me physically, and I so often needed it desperately. I didn’t want talk about my stupid feelings. I was sick of talking about it all. I needed him to remind me I was a wom
How To Sing - Feisty Series (3 of 5) 19 - Kissing You
~Corey’s Point of View~ We were on a break for a couple days, and Slade thought we could all use a time-out. But of course in the world of a guy with a shit ton of money, that means doing things big. So what does a hard rock band with money and free time do? Well if Lukas had his way we’d be renting out a strip club. But that was not happening. Next best thing? Renting out an amusement park after hours. The park had closed at eight and it was now nine … and we were just getting started. We had the place until midnight, I don’t even wanna know what that had to cost. Pearl was all in, just like a kid on Christmas morning and it was everything I wanted it to be. Her eyes were constantly lighting up, her laugh was non-stop and completely infectious. She went on everything with me, even if she pouted a bit and acted scared she was totally into it. It allowed me to pull my macho card a few times, be the strong man who would hold her and make it better. We got dizzy, we ate too much …
How To Sing - Feisty Series (3 of 5) 18 - Sober
~Pearl’s Point of View~ How is it already time? How is it now? This is it, ten minutes to show time and I still have no fucking idea if I can even do this. I threw myself in the bathroom like a coward to get away from Corey, my heart was nearly beating out of my chest. “Pearl? Sweetie it’s Jude, let me in,” I heard, as I began to hyperventilate. Corey wouldn’t be at all happy he wasn’t the one to soothe me but right now I didn’t care. I opened the door and grabbed at the body there, finding an arm and jerking it. I then slammed the door shut and locked it. “Did Corey tell you,” I said, nearly breathless. “Tell me what? Stage fright? Don’t think I don’t get it too, even after all this time,” Jude said, putting his inked hands on my shoulders. Corey didn’t tell him? “How many people do you think are out there,” I whispered. “Don’t think like that, you can’t honey,” he said, rubbing my shoulders. “But it’s not just that I…” I trailed off, my eyes were shut. I felt his forehea
