Nathan’s POVI have been dressed in my tuxedo for over 30 minutes, pacing back and forth downstairs, waiting for Amelie. I can’t wait to see her. I quickly texted her and learned she would be down shortly.I hear voices coming closer from upstairs and turn my head to the staircase. My mouth gaped open as I saw Amelie descend the stairs. She is a vision of beauty—a true goddess.“Amelie,” I let out a breathy sigh.She approaches me and does a little twirl.“Will I do?” she bashfully says.“Amelie, no words can describe how beautiful you look tonight.”She blushes and bites her lip. I reach over and pull her lip out from her teeth. She has no idea what that does to me every single time. I want to lean over and kiss her.The glamour team bids goodbye to Amelie and heads out the door.“Shall we go?” I offer my arm to her.“We can’t keep the puppies waiting, can we?” She smiles back, taking my arm.We reach the gala center, and I look over at Amelie. She looks nervous. I can’t blame her. T
Amelie's POVI’ve only known Nathan briefly, and I’ve fallen for him. I can’t believe his company donated so much to the dog rescue. I had heard so much about him being a cold-hearted playboy CEO, yet I haven’t seen that side of him.“Nathan,” I say as he’s walking back to the table, “I can’t believe Michaels Investment Group is making such a large donation!” I smile so big my face hurts.“It’s just how we like to give back,” he states.“Amelie, there is something I want to talk to you about,” he sits and turns to me, “I know you just started with the company, but I know your passion would help you succeed in a project I want to start. I want you to head the new project for the dog rescue center.”“WHAT?” I squeak.“Yes, I think you have a big heart and would be able to get the involvement of staff and outside participants to help the rescue center become fully operational and funded.”“Nathan, I can’t believe you have that much faith in me,” I blush.“Amelie, you have a magnetic per
Amelie's POV“It doesn’t matter what my feelings are for Amelie.” The statement repeats in my brain as we are in the limo on the ride home. I’m staring out the window, facing away from Nathan. What does that statement mean? He has feelings. He doesn’t have feelings. He doesn’t care about my feelings and wants to use me.“Are you ok, Amelie?” Nathan queries.“I’m fine, just a bit tired.”“Are you sure?” he questions.“Yes,” I whisper.He leaves me in silence. I need it. I can’t look at him right now. I lose all defenses when he looks in my eyes or smiles.I look at my phone, and a text message from Tiff goes off.Tiff: Looks like you’re in the news againMe: What?Tiff sends me the link.Society rag mag…. GIRLFRIEND OF BILLIONAIRE NATHAN MICHAELS STEALS THE SHOW AND HEARTS OF EVERYONE AT TONIGHT’S GALAI click on the link.Nathan Michaels was in attendance tonight at the Paws & Hearts fundraiser with a date now identified as Ms. Amelie Cavanaugh. The two were holding hands, hugging, a
Amelie's POVTo say I was shocked is an understatement. He didn’t just say what I think he just did. Did he? I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out.“Hear me out, Amelie,” he said, sitting beside me. “When I visited my grandfather, he told me he wants to retire as CEO.”“That means you’d be the permanent CEO, Nathan. That is amazing!” She exclaimed.“It’s not that easy. The board of directors must approve the CEO. Quite a few board members don’t like, how do I say it, my playboy ways. They want to appoint Alfred as CEO because he’s married. Alfred is a bigger playboy than me and a complete idiot.”“Oh, my goodness, not Alfred,” she said, rolling her eyes.“So, I need to look more…. settled,” he looked at my pleading. “So, this is where you come in. We get along, and I know I can trust you because you’re the sweetest person I’ve ever met. It would be a marriage of convenience. We must show our face as a couple for a few years to the public and make it convincing that we’re in
Amelie’s POVI’m lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling. It’s a nice ceiling, but I wish I were sleeping instead. After the bomb Nathan dropped, it’s not coming any time soon. Married? He wants to get married. Oddly, I’m quite flattered, he asked me. That means he trusts me. Trust is a good foundation for marriage, right? I said I would do anything for Zander to get his surgery. This is the best and fastest way. Could I live in a loveless marriage for 3 years? That’s the biggest question that is stopping me. The question should be, can I live with him for 3 years with my feelings for him and not do anything? I press my hands to my face.I glance over at the clock. It's 2 am. Argh! Sleep, Amelie! Screw it! I need ice cream. I quietly head for the stairs and then tiptoe into the kitchen. I grab a spoon and rummage through the freezer. Ah, that’s the ticket. Man, this ice cream looks fancy. Hand-churned strawberry cheesecake ice cream popped the container lid and took a spoonful. Mmmmmm
Nathan’s POVWe head down to my Aston Vanquish and leave the underground parking lot. As soon as they spot the car coming up the ramp, the paparazzi flashes start. Luckily, they dissipate as soon as we’re on the road to the hospital.The wait is killing me. I want Amelie to tell me she’ll marry me. I want to get married to her and make her fall in love with me. I’ve never thought I’d say it, but I want a happily ever after for the both of us. I glance at her in the passenger seat of my car. She sings along to the radio and is adorable. I can’t help but smile.“Nathan, can we stop off at Bob’s by the hospital and get a milkshake?” She asks, “Zander is complaining that he’s being fed too healthy.” She giggles.“Definitely,” I respond, “who doesn’t love Bob’s shakes.”“What’s your favorite flavor?” She enquires.“I usually get strawberry, but my absolute favorite flavor was a special flavor they had in the fall,” I spoke.“Choco-banana swirl!” Amelie excitedly exclaims.“Yes!” I nod.W
Amelie’s POVWhat is going on? Why is everyone running in and out of Zander’s room?I start down the hallway towards his room, and Nathan grabs my hand.“Don’t, Amelie,” he pleads, “Let’s find out what’s going on first.”I look up at him. I know he’s right, but I can’t wait. I struggle free from his grasp, and I push my way to the door.“ZANDER!” I cry out in shock as I see an entire team working on Zander. The tears start to fall heavy. “NO! SAVE HIM! PLEASE SAVE HIM!” I sob. Suddenly, a pair of strong arms envelop me. Nathan, I can tell by his scent.“You need to leave the room so we can do our job, Miss,” a young nurse says as she backs us towards the door.“I CAN’T LEAVE HIM!” I scream. Nathan wraps his arms tighter around me and carries me out of the room.I break down sobbing once outside. Nathan loosens his grip, and I turn around to him and hug him like my life depends on it. Nathan wraps his arm around my shoulder, cradling the back of my head. I sink into his scent, which h
Amelie's POVIt’s only been two days, but it feels weird to be back here, especially with Nathan standing in my living room. What must he think? My apartment is worlds apart from his lifestyle. I’m embarrassed he’s here.“This is a cute little apartment,” Nathan says, “Too bad there are so many problems with it.”“Are you being sarcastic?” I questioned him.“No, why would I be sarcastic?” He asked, puzzled.“C’mon, Nathan, this apartment is nothing compared to your place.”“Amelie, do you honestly think I’m that stuck up? I know not everyone is as privileged as I am. That doesn’t make me think I’m any better than anyone else. I’m so proud of you for what you have accomplished with all the struggles you have gone through.”“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that you’re stuck up,” I said sheepishly, “I’m embarrassed at the fact that I live here. I’ve worked hard to make a life for Zander and myself.”“LIVED here,” he commented, “and it doesn’t matter where you live, Amelie, the power and deter
Nathan’s POVIt was all over the media how Amelie had basically saved the day with the plane crash. I was so proud of her. My Amelie deserved to be recognized for her caring nature.The flight home to New York went smoothly. I kept a constant eye on all three ladies for any trauma reactions from flying again, but they were all occupied talking about the party tomorrow. Kimmy was saying how she had bought the perfect outfit for Amelie for the lingerie and PJ party. I was a little nervous as I knew Kimmy, and I honestly didn’t want any guys seeing anything they shouldn’t be seeing.Amelie had been texting back and forth between her and Zander throughout the entire flight. He was so worried about her. Zander had seen all the RIP messages on her Instagram and had freaked out. Luckily, Dante and Dutton were with him. They had told him she was safe as soon as I had texted them last night. He had tried to reach out to Amelie, but unfortunately, she had forgotten to turn her phone back on aft
Nathan’s POVAfter eating last night, both Amelie and I were exhausted. We snuggled into bed, and Amelie fell asleep almost immediately. She definitely had a trying day and deserved the rest. I ended up staying up a bit and working on my phone. Amelie was lying on my chest and snoring like a little kitten. Amelie’s Instagram now has up to 110,000 followers. Many people are leaving RIP comments since the rescue hasn’t been announced yet. Roy said they would be announcing it at 9 am tomorrow. He asked if Amelie could be there, but I don’t know if I’ll tell her. I also messaged Dr. Yvonne and asked if there was any way possible for her to make an after-hours call to the apartment. I explained the situation, hoping that she could make an exception. Finally, I contacted the bakery to ask if they could bring the cake testing to our penthouse as well. Then I finally went to sleep.Amelie’s POVI slept like a baby. I was so comfortable and so warm and toasty. Then I realized why. At some poin
Nathan’s POVI was pacing the room while Amelie was in the shower. Should I really tell her I love her tonight? Is it the wrong move? She literally just got out of a traumatic experience. Maybe it would be too much for her to handle. What if she didn’t feel the same way? Would she still want to marry me? Fuck. I hadn’t even thought of that before. My thoughts were interrupted by Amelie walking out of the bathroom in her robe. She was towel-drying her hair, and I couldn't believe that such a mundane thing was sexy.“How was the shower?” I asked.“It was AMAZING,” Amelie replied. “Definitely in the top five of showers.” She giggled and scrunched up her nose.Fuck. She is so cute that it's almost painful.“I had Trudy pack up a bag for you. It will be on the plane tomorrow morning,” I stated.“Nathan, you didn’t have to do that,” Amelie chastised me.“Amelie, when we get back to New York, there is going to be paparazzi,” I advised. “I thought you might want to change.”“I guess you’re ri
Nathan’s POVHearing and feeling Amelie moan into my mouth made me instantly hard. Great, now I have to walk through the emergency ward with a giant bulge in my pants.“Oh, there’s the check-in desk,” Amelie stated. “I bet they have information on Thomas and Nancy.”Amelie walked up to the desk. “Good Evening, we were in the helicopter that brought in Thomas and Nancy, ummmm,” Amelie said.“Thomas and Nancy Franklin,” I added.“Oh yes, you must be Dr. Michaels and Ms. Cavanaugh,” the desk receptionist acknowledged.“Do you have any idea if they have been seen?” Amelie asked. “I’m very worried about them.”“If you can have a seat, I’ll ask around and let you know as soon as possible. Don’t worry dear, they are in good hands,” she advised us.“Thank you so much for your help,” Amelie said with a smile as she turned to sit down.I followed her over to the seats. She looked really worried. I grabbed her hand, “They are both going to be fine, Amelie,” I reassured her.“I just don’t like it
Nathan’s POVI don’t want to let go of Amelie’s hand. I have a certain sense of calm when I can touch her. It feels like I have my missing piece. We’re getting close to the Historical site, and I know that I will have to stop holding her hand for even a few minutes as we get out of the helicopter. When you stand face to face with the possibility of losing the person who has your heart, it changes you. It makes everything so much clearer. I’m going to tell her that I love her tonight.We reached the rescue base, and I relinquished Amelie’s hand. I quickly alighted from the helicopter and circled over to Amelie’s door as she was opening it. I helped her out and then intertwined our fingers back together.A smiling Roy greeted us. “Well, this is the best outcome anyone could have hoped for,” Roy declared and turned to Amelie. “I hear we have you to thank for that little lady. Textbook survival skills.”“Thank you,” Amelie smiled. “Just trying to keep a level head and keep everyone calm.”
Nathan’s POVWhen she smiled down at me, I thought my heart was going to burst from excitement. I have never wanted something more in my life like I did Amelie. I wanted to declare my love for her right then and there, but everyone already thought we were in love.“Are you ok, kitten?” I yelled.“I’m better now that you are here, Schmoopie,” Amelie called back.“Did you think I wouldn’t come for you?” I declared.“No, I knew you would,” Amelie smiled.“Always,” I declared.“Oh god, you guys are making me sick,” Kimmy teased.“Right? I thought I was the only one,” Morgan giggled.Everyone broke out in laughter.“Rescue one to Moneybags. Can you shine your spotlight straight up for the exact location,” a voice came over the radio.“Roger that,” Kirk responded and pointed the spotlight straight into the air.“We have visual on you,” the voice spoke. “Do you have a count on the recovery?”“Affirmative. Two injured and three non-injured,” Kirk relayed.The rescue helicopter appeared overhe
Amelie’s POVMy heart sank. I thought they hadn’t seen the flare, so I shot a second one and waited. Then I heard it. The sound of a helicopter coming closer.“Morgan!” I shouted. “The helicopter is getting closer!”“Fuck yes!” Morgan yelled. Then she ran off to wake up Kimmy.I then saw the spotlight searching the ground. It finally landed on the tail of the plane. Then, the spotlight moved along the body of the plane until it landed on me. I waved frantically. I grinned so widely that I thought my face was going to break. My prayers had been answered.A voice came from the helicopter. Even though they were using a megaphone, I had to strain to hear it over the sound of the helicopter.“We will get you out as soon as possible,” the voice spoke. “We just need to find a place to land nearby. We’ve called for the rescue helicopter.”The helicopter turned and circled away.“Let’s close the door until they come back,” I advised Morgan. “We don’t want to lose too much heat from the plane.”
Nathan’s POVWe’ve been flying back and forth on the grid for 1 ½ hours. We haven’t seen a single clue of where they could be. It’s starting to get dark. I can see the brilliant orange and pink hues of sunset starting to appear across the sky. They are a beautiful warning that we are running out of time for today's search. How can something so spectacular bring me such a feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach?“Dr. Michaels, we have about 30 minutes before we have to call off the search,” James spoke.“Push it as long as you can,” I replied. “I want every single second used.”“Yes, sir,” James answered.We continue for another 15 minutes before something is radioed in. A plane wing has been spotted floating in a part of the lake.My heart sinks to my stomach.No. It can’t be. I won’t accept it until I see the plane for myself.“They just sent me the coordinates, Dr. Michaels,” the location specialist Miguel said, “Do you want to head over there or continue on our search?”I have an
Amelie’s POVI’ve makeshift set Nancy’s ankle and fashioned a sling out of a ripped bed sheet for Captain Thomas. The extra credit first aid & survival training I took in high school sure came in handy today. Both Nancy and Thomas are lying on the bed in the back of the plane. They need to relax and stay calm. I gave them some painkillers I had in my bag, hoping they would get some sleep.We have all tried to get reception on our phones to no avail. I even tried the radio in the flight deck.I managed to open the outside door of the plane and made sure it closed back up. If no one finds us right away, it could be a very cold night. Luckily, Kimmy found some extra blankets and towels in the bedroom. I’ve located the flares onboard. There are only three. I doubt anyone would see them during the day. I’m going to hold off on shooting them until it's dark out. It’s cold and snowy, but I’m so grateful that I listened to Nathan and dressed like a snow bunny. I giggled to myself.Oh, Nathan