Chapter 8

Madison's POV

The car sat parked in the dimly lit driveway of Tyler's family mansion, our world confined to the intimate space inside.

Angry words filled the air as I unleashed the pent-up frustration I had been harboring. I was angry, at rage and at that point I just wanted to pour it all out.

Tyler sat beside me, guilt and regret etched across his face. We'd been married in a nasty manner, and now I was forced to face the judgment of his family, and who knew how they would react. I had been thrown into a maelstrom of emotions, and I couldn't find an escape.

At that point, I started having regrets, I wish I had not been been unlucky in life. 

Thinks we're going smoothly before, not until my father died, my uncle started showing his true colors and my mum developed a critical heart condition.

I knew I had to be strong as the first born, but it is quite overwhelming. Now, fate has brought Tyler into my life and ever since then , it has been another roller coaster ride on all over again.

I do admit that there have been sweet memories since I met him, at least he made me feel happy whenever I was down. 

But right now, I couldn't just help it, he is starting to get on my nerves. 

"Tyler, do you even understand what you've done?" I ranted, my voice trembling with anger and frustration. The torrent of words poured out like a flood. "You've dragged me into this mess without any warning. Fine, I knew telling your family wasn't going to be easy but I didn't expect things would turn out this way. I'm left to face your entire family's judgment, and I'm not some plaything you can manipulate at your whim."

The car sat still in the dimly lit driveway of Tyler's family mansion, the world outside forgotten as emotions raged within. My voice trembled with a mix of anger and frustration, and I unleashed the torrent of words that had been building inside me, like a storm finally breaking loose.

Tyler sat beside me, his eyes filled with a heavy weight of regret. He had known, deep down, that his family's reaction wouldn't be pleasant, but the complexities that had unraveled were far beyond his expectations. He reached out, his fingers gently brushing against my hand as he implored me to understand.

His touch sent a wave of irritation through me, and I glared at him, my frustration simmering. "Complicated? Tyler, you've taken my life and thrown it into turmoil beyond belief. What will your family say about me now? I'm just the girl you married on a whim, and I haven't even had a chance to talk to my mom. My siblings are still furious with me, and now this? I can't bear it."

His voice, laced with genuine remorse, was a stark contrast to the tempest in the car. "Maddy, I'm truly sorry. I didn't want any of this. I can't stand the thought of you being hurt by all this." His eyes sought mine, a plea in their depths, and he inched closer, a hint of longing in his gaze. He seemed to want to bridge the gap with a kiss, but I shoved him away.

My anger surged, and my words tumbled out, relentless. "A kiss, Tyler? Do you honestly believe a kiss can mend everything? Life isn't as simple as that. You can't expect to erase all our problems with just a kiss."

He drew a deep breath, his eyes searching for the right words in the tempest of our emotions. "Maddy, I know it's not that simple. But I promise you, I'll do everything in my power to make things right. I'll stand by you through all of it."

My anger gradually ebbed, replaced by a swirling mix of sadness, frustration, and uncertainty. I questioned the future, the challenge of facing his family, and the disapproval of his mother. "What do we do now, Tyler? How are we going to navigate this tangled web, especially when it comes to your mother?"

His gaze remained locked onto mine, his eyes filled with unwavering determination. "We'll figure it out together, Maddy. I won't let you face this alone. My father is on our side, and that's a plus in our favor."

With a voice that trembled, I confessed, "I never signed up for any of this."

Tyler's grip on me tightened, and he whispered with a depth of sincerity that seemed to wash over me, "I know, Maddy. And for that, I'm truly, deeply sorry." Our lives had become entwined in a complex web of emotions and challenges.

In a surprising turn of events, he reached out and pulled me close, his touch both gentle and firm. His fingers softly brushed my hair aside, and his lips met mine in a deep, passionate kiss.

As we kissed, the world outside disappeared. The complexities of our situation, the anger, and the frustration, all faded away in that moment. Our connection, intense and undeniable, took over, making me forget the chaos of the evening.

His kiss was filled with longing, a deep desire that ignited a passionate fire within me. He held me close, his fingers still gently running through my hair, setting my soul ablaze.

As our kiss deepened, a soft moan escaped my lips, only to be captured by his hungry mouth. His response was a low, rumbling sound that resonated within me, echoing our shared desire. My body pressed against his, an unspoken need for closeness and connection.

Tyler mustered every ounce of strength to pull away, and he gazed into my eyes. "Damn, you're amazing, Maddy."

The heat between us intensified, and I yearned for something only he could provide. His strong hands gripped my hips as he drew me close to him, sending shivers down my spine. His touch was electric, and I couldn't get enough of it.

He lifted me gently, my body responding to his every move as I helped him adjust our positions. As the seat creaked beneath us, he moved closer, and his mouth soon found my breast. He lavished attention on my sensitive flesh, his actions both tender and passionate.

One hand held my waist, while the other teased my other breast. His skilled touch, combined with the warmth of his mouth, sent me spiraling into ecstasy. Our connection, our intimacy, was a powerful force that bound us together in that moment.

Reality hit me like a sudden downpour. We were still parked outside the mansion, vulnerable to the unexpected appearance of his parents or Brenda. I was aflame with desire, the longing growing more intense by the second.

"Please, take me to your place husband," I whispered, my voice filled with a yearning that matched the fiery heat within me. Tyler complied, understanding the urgency of my desire. With one last lingering kiss, he started the car, and we drove into the night.