Forsaken(AU, M/L, Adult) [Complete]

[Hunter]

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Title: Forsaken

Disclaimer: I own nothing Roswell, I don't own the movie this fic was inspired from either. I may invent characters of my own imagination.

Author: Hunter

Summary: When Liz Parker is made maid of honor to a old friend’s wedding, it spells out disaster for her since her ex will be there with a new woman, so to make him jealous of her, she hires an escort. But her ex seems to have tricks up his own sleeves for her....

Rating: Adult

Pairing: M/L

Author’s note: I was inspired by this movie Aap Ki Khatir (I love that film!) but this story is going to be slightly different to the film’s plot. And I was going to wait till next year to post this fic, But I can’t wait anymore. Hope you guys enjoy this! I'm writing this both in Liz and Max's POV.

To have a look at the other banner, here it is. Forsaken Banner 2

Also for those of you who have read something similar, I'll have you know this is a slightly different storyline. Thanks Ping for pming me about this.

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Chpt one

Max’s POV

I lift up the beer can and tilt the contents in my mouth. Every Friday nights, we had drunk ourselves crazy, we used to call it blowing off steam. But now, it’s become more of a routine.

I look at the red head lying besides me in the bed. Her straight red strands were now rough curls….of the many rounds of banging that took place last night. Miss Fire Vixen she calls herself, claims to be inexperienced. But last night was something else.

You may think she’s one of my bitches. That I grab some slut from a bar and follow her back to her place and fuck her brains out. The thing is, as much as it seems that way…it’s not.

I got paid for fucking her. I wasn’t some rent boy that took two dollars every minute.

It’s class. All class.

I wish I could revel in being a player and flaunt it but I can’t. It’s something I was made ashamed off. But as long as they paid the bills it was fine.

I take the last swig of the beer and throw it in the trash can. The noise wakes her up. Can’t say I care.

“Hmmm.” She purrs. “Sean…”

Sean?

She didn’t mention a Sean last night. I throw the sheets back off me and get out. She turns around and gasps. “Well hello there babe.” She purrs again and I think she’s overdoing it.

I pull on my pants over my boxers and pick up the rest of my discarded clothes littered on her floor. “Whose Sean?”. I casually, ask, throwing on my shirt.

“My fucking husband.” She groaned. “And this is our house.”

Great. We fucked in their house. On their marriage bed.

When I said nothing, she apologised.

“Don’t.” I told her, putting my socks on.

“I should have told you before that I was married.” She chatters on.

“Well, last night was great.” I said, putting my shoes on and taking my blazer in my hand. I feel the wad of cash in them pockets. I’m definitely satisfied. “Bye.”

When I leave her place, I am relieved. The last thing I needed was to confront a confused husband to why I fucked his wife in their house.

Fire Vixen was last night’s news and I never agreed to fuck the same woman after a night.

Night after night, woman after woman, money kept pouring in.

This was my life.

I, Max Evans…was an Escort.

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Song used – The Way I Are by Timbaland ft Keri Hilson

Liz’s POV

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Remember the time baby
Yeah, yeah

Swaying my hips sideward’s with a bottle of WKD in one hand, I let myself get loose and lost within the beats of one of my favourite tracks. I loved to dance. Boy I did.
Every night, I would seize the opportunity to go out and have a great night. My favourite club was The Streets. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not a low class sleazy modern day brothel where it’s easy to catch diseases with a single touch. This is club for people like me, people with money.

I ain't got no money
I ain't got no car to take you on a date
I can't even buy you flowers
But together we could be the perfect soulmates
Talk to me girl

I’m fully loaded and I feel like dancing the night away. The guy I’m dancing with, I can’t even remember where I’ve met him turns me around to face him as we danced together. “Yeah baby, just like that.” He grinned.

I grin back at him. There was no way he was calling the shots.


Oh
Baby, it's alright now
You ain't gotta flaunt for me
If we go touch
You can still touch my love, it's free
We can work without the perks just you and me
Thug it out til' we get it right

I took a swig of my drink, slowly down a little as he took hold of my hips. Damn, someone was desperate tonight.


Baby if you strip, you can get a tip
'Cause I like you just the way you are
I'm about to strip and I'm well equipped
Can you handle me the way I'm are?

Gulping all my drink down, I wrapped my arms around this guy’s shoulders and danced with him. Letting him have a little bit of control...but only for a while.

You know
Baby girl, I don't got a huge ol' house,
I rent a room in a house

When I decide his time his up, I push his hands off my hips and grab his tie. “You know there’s nothing sexier then a man in a tux?”. I purred and he looked surprised, when I put the empty bottle in his hand. “Be a gentleman and dispose of that will ya?”.

Listen baby girl
I ain't got a motorboat,
But I can float your boat

I could have spent all night dancing with him but I could tell this guy only wanted one thing. He was a prick dressed in a tux. I wanted no more. I’m not a prude but I am most definitely not someone who goes around fucking people. I love parties, I love dance and I’ll admit. Sex is addictive. But this dude is not getting in my pants tonight or ever for that matter.

Besides, he was a married man and I didn’t want to be the other chick. I knew how it felt to be betrayed. He looks at me incredulously as I back away and leave him standing on his own on the dance floor

I made my way towards the bar to cool down. Everything was crazy right now.

The bartender comes up to me with a phone. “It’s your call.” He tells me.

I was a regular customer here and everyone pretty much knew me and plus the benefit of being the daughter of a rich couple was promising. I take the cell phone out of his hands and look at the caller ID.

I’m puzzled by who it is. “Give me five minutes Guy.” I told the bartender and started making my way towards the exit.

Once I was outside, I called back and tried to block out the blasting sounds from the thick walls of the club by placing a hand near my mouth and the mouth. “Lo?”.

When I was done talking, I swear the colour drained from my face.

“Holy fucking crap.”

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“What the fuck!”. My jaw drops open as I read the invitation. I cannot believe it. Hell, I could not believe this.

There in silver fancy calligraphy it read “Dear Elizabeth Parker, you are cordially invited to attend the solemnisation of Catherine Dane and Egbert Warner.

The rest is just a blur. I haven’t heard from Cathy in ages. Now she sends me an invitation to her wedding. This was going to be difficult. I am not usually a drama queen but Cathy was no ordinary friend. She was the one who got me hooked with her boyfriend’s brother, Marcus. Fuck. The bastard who tore my heart to pieces was obviously going to be there.

Didn’t she know how much I would be hurt on seeing him again?

The man who I was ready to get hitched too, the man who I would let put the ring on my finger was going to be present and plus, he would bring his new girlfriend there. Ava Quinton. Damn, I would be so crushed.

I sigh and fall onto my bed, running a hand through my hair as it falls in soft waves across my shoulders.

Last night I could barely get sleep when she called me, asking me to be her Maid of fucking honor. So I couldn’t dodge the damn invitation and pull a sickie since I foolishly agreed to be her Maid of honor.

Life was so unfair. Just when I thought I would be rid of Marcus forever, he’s being shoved into my face and with some ho on his arm.

Marcus was the first ever guy who I enjoyed being with. He was handsome, rich, kind until he dumped me. And for some red head blue eyed Mary Jane Watson who needed to recover from being a air headed bitch.

All these pent up emotions drive me crazy as I clutch the sheets in his hands. Pressing so tight I could let white blisters on my soft skin.

“Liz?”. Uncle Kal knocks on the door.

“Come in.” I sigh, rolling back up again and drawing my knees to my chest.

He walks in and looks at me. “I heard you were invited to the wedding.”

The Wedding. The Surname didn’t have to be used. I knew which one he was talking about. I’ve been so many wedding in my life I could write a book or two about it.

But this one, will be a life changing experience for me. I had a feeling.

“Yeah. And I’m the Maid of Honor too.” I shrugged.

Kal pauses. “Just ignore him Liz.” He finally tells me. “You’ll be okay.”

He leaves.

Normally I could talk to Uncle Kal just about anything. But the topic of my ex boyfriend was something we both never agreed on and remained discreet. He despised him for some reason and never liked him while we were dating. I think I could see why.

But I don’t know if I’ll be able to ignore Marcus at all.

I had no idea what to do.

No idea whatsoever.

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Characters
Serena (Liz's best friend)
Marcus (Liz's ex)

Song used : Tainted Love by Pussycat dolls

Chpt 2
Liz’s POV

I try not to cough as one of my ladies spray my long hair with a hairspray which get’s all in my face and I could taste it on my tongue as well as sniff it up my nostrils.

“Could you please stop spraying as if your life depended on it.” I snapped irritably at the woman. I could barely move, considering the fact that I had four women around me, either fixing my hair, applying makeup to my face, putting jewellery on me and fixing my dress.

It all seemed grand on tv but in real life it was annoying. One lady couldn’t decide what colour to paint my lips.

“Just roll on the midnight mauve.” I rolled my eyes. I could get ready quicker without them but my mom insisted I put these ladies to good use instead of wasting good money.

I look in the mirror ahead of me. I’m practically being attacked here. I could barely see myself in the mirror.

I had to go through this every single day of my life well almost. I sing for a living. I make music and I also write music. Being a singer meant I got to star in my own videos and that meant a lot of work. Being dolled up and all the little bits I need to sort out as my career demands.

When they’re finally done, I look at myself in the mirror as they draw back.

I’m wearing a strapless black dress that comes down to my knees and has a cute bow tie ribbon resting above the stomach. My hair is in loose bouncy curls and I love the way my lashes were. They did a good job.

“Thanks ladies.” I smiled.

Marcus would be gobsmacked on seeing me, I hoped.

I walk into Serena’s room and a look of horror flashes across my face as I see the dress she’s wearing.

“What the fuck are you wearing?”. I gasp, putting hand on my lips.

Serena, my best friend was dressed in something hideous. A huge old fashioned dress, the ones that closely resemble movies like Cinderella that was black and had lime green sleeves.

“What?”. She asked innocently and gives me a twirl. “I love it.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” I shake my head.

“Liz...all the other dresses...well...they’re too tight on me.” She loses the smile. “My ass looks fat.”

My face contorts and I am worried my makeup might be ruined. “Serena...your ass is supposed to be defined, that is the purpose of these dress. Fuck, look at you..you look like you’re going to a Halloween party. Those colors are awful together.”

“Help me choose?”.

I sigh. This is going to take forever, finding Serena the dress would be like finding a needle in a haystack.

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Finally, when everyone had been ready to go, we wasted no time in getting there. I was trying not to panic on the way because this would be the first time I’d be seeing him.

“Liz, I still don’t understand why you even bother.” Serena mumbles under her breath. “It’s not like he deserves you anyway.” She almost stumbles on her high heels, I steady her as we walk towards the hall.

“Walk straight. The last thing you want to do is make a fool out of yourself.” I warned her.

We find a table to sit but I see him already and I feel my cheeks go warm. “Marcus...” I sigh.

“He’s so not worth it.” I could see Serena rolling her eyes.

I ignore her and I freeze as he notices me from across the room. He’s talking with a bunch of other guys in suits and then he excuses them and comes directly to me.

Marcus was going to come to me. Oh my god.

“Liz.” He breathes my name that I also get lost in hearing his voice again.

“Marcus.” I regain my composure and give him a smile. “It’s been a long time.”

“Yes it has.” He smiles. “How are things with everything?”.

I pressed my lips together. “Ah you know the usual.”

He puts his glass down on our table. “You look stunning tonight.”

I feel myself laughing nervously. “Yeah...”

The uncomfortable silence comes.

“So...I heard you have a new girlfriend?”. I broke the silence, trying to hide my acidity about his new girl.

“Yeah, Ava.” He points at the red head whose laughing with a bunch of tarty women.

“Wow. Pretty.” I lied. She looked too thin for my liking.

He sighs. “Anyway, I hope you’re doing okay.”

I look at his light greenish bluish eyes. “I am fine.” Lie Liz, I forced myself. Of course I’m not fine. Would I be dolling myself up for him if I was fine ?

I don’t make myself look good for anybody. It’s always been what you see is what you get. But Marcus, I had to go the extra mile.

“Want to dance?”. He asked me, extending a hand.

And this is the part where I should have said no. But I can’t help myself. I have no control over my body as my own hand betrays me, by lifting itself up and placing itself in his hand.

“Great.” He smiles and leads me to the dance floor.

This is wrong, I try to tell my conscience. He is taken and here I am about to dance with this guy who really hurt me. I was putty in his hands. I didn’t want to say no when I should have.

Tainted love by Pussycat dolls plays on the stereo. Great, what a song to be on the stereo while I’m having my first dance with Marcus in a long time.

Sometimes
I feel I've got to run away
I've got to get away
From the pain

You drove into the heart of me
The love we share
Seems to go nowhere
I think I've lost my light
For I toss and turn
I can't sleep at night

We start to get in the rhythm of the song, I feel my knees almost buck when I actually register the fact that we’re both on the dance floor, dancing together in such a long time.

Once I ran to you (I ran)
Now I run from you
This tainted love you've given
Give you all a girl could give you
Take my tears
And thats not nearly all

Tainted love
Tainted love

Now I know I've got to run away
I've got to get away
You don't really want anymore from me
To make things right
You need someone to hold you tight
And you'll think love is to pray
But I'm sorry I don't pray that way

Marcus twirls me around and we move about swiftly as possible. My feet are trying not to shake, I’m so nervous when I’m around him.

Don't touch me please
I can not stand it when you tease
I love you though you hurt me so
But I'm going to pack my things and go

When the song does end, he gives me one final spin and then I stop as I meet the face of his girlfriend. She doesn’t look too happy.

“Marcus...”

“Ava.”

“Liz.” She puts on a fake smile. “We finally meet.”

She extends a hand and I am forced to take it with their impenetrable stares. Her hand feel so cold and bony against mine, I try not to shiver.

“Hi Ava.” I say dully and she let’s go of my hand.

“I see you were dancing with my boyfriend not long ago.”

“We were just dancing.” I tried to clarify..wait, why the hell was I trying to make it look so innocent...

She ignores me and looks at Marcus. “Shall we darling?”.

“Yep.” Marcus takes her hand.

“Bye Liz.” Ava pushes past me and Marcus takes her to the dance floor.

I bite my lip trying to fight back the tears and storm towards the ladies room.

This was such a bad idea. I knew it. Everything was wasted, he’ll only just go back to that Ava in the end. A few tears slid down my cheek and I looked in the mirror thanking God I had waterproof mascara on.

A few seconds later, Serena pushes the door open and walks in on me to see me sulking.

“Sweetie.” Her warm voice almost makes me realise what an idiot I was.

“Don’t Serena...” I choke. “Nothing’s gunna make it better.” I tell her tearfully. “You probably saw the fiasco out there. Bitch practically marked him as her own and he didn’t even say a word. It’s like he doesn’t even care.” I took out a napkin to wipe the corners of my eyes.

“Liz, he’s not worth it. The scum cheated on you and you still....”

“I can’t help it.” I choke. “I’m so flawed.” I rolled my eyes.

“No you are not.” Serena insists. “You are so much better then all of these sluts and even the non sluts put together. You can do this Liz. You are the woman!”.

Serena pulls me into a comforting hug. “Thanks for being here for me when I always need you.”

“That’s what best friends are for.” She tells me as we pull back. “Remember, you don’t need a man. Heck, men need women.”

I laughed. “You’re funny you know that?”.

“You want the man but you don’t need a man.” Serena assured me. “Besides, who needs men when we have dildo’s?”. She teased.

Both of us laughed. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”

But in the back of my mind, I couldn’t help but feel like I shouldn’t give up.

“Liz..you’re coming out that door as a brand new woman. You’re showing em attitude of a bitch. Okay?”.

I nod.

“Coming with me?”.

“I’ll be out there in a second.” I said.

“Okay.” Serena said, reluctantly leaving me. I could here the music booming as she open the door and at the same time Ava walked in. The two girls silently scowled at each other as they crossed paths.

When Serena left, Ava turned to me and narrowed her eyes as she walked straight into an empty cubicle.

I hear myself scoff as she sniggers and locks the door.

Bitch, I thought.

I look down around the basin area and notice a small pink and white card lying around. Curiosity get’s the best of me as I pick it up.

“Escorts?”. I gasp, reading the name on the card.

Escorts...

They get paid for fulfilling their employer’s wishes. I heard very little about them and never used one. Many of my friends in the film industry I’ve come across have been employing escorts before.

Hmmmm....this could be a good idea. I could hire one for posing as my man..

Now that was a thought that hadn’t occurred to me before.


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Max's POV

I glance nervously around the grand office. I've been waiting here for thirty minutes here straight and there was still no sign of my employer. Just as I was about to get up and leave, the door opens and a guy walks in followed by a couple of bodyguards.

"Evening..Max is it?" He asked as he made his way towards his desk and propped the breifcase down on the desk. His bodygaurds stood on either side of him, holding their weapons and ready to do their job if a threat was post any second.

"Yes, Max Evans." I replied.

He extends his hand and I take it for a formal handshake. "You already know me." He smirks.

We draw back. "So what's the proposition?".

He starts working on the combination on his breifcase. "Ah the proposition. Evans, I have an interesting offer for you. I need you to be an escort for a friend of mind. She's a very special person to me."

I raise an eyebrow. "Is this a birthday surprise of some sort?".

"No." he coughs. "I'm guessing you couldn't miss the beautiful international singer...Elizabeth Parker?".

"You want me to-". I don't finish what I'm saying. As soon as I hear that name, I realise this offer would be nothing like I've accepted before.

"Yes. I want you to be her escort. But you will be secretly working for me." He tells me and opens the breifcase with a click.

"You want me to seduce your ex girlfriend..." I put the pieces together. This did sound a bit twisted and I knew that a guy like him didn't do anything good for nobody for no reason.

"Your job is simple." He said. "You will meet her tonight and your will use your charms to convince her you are only working for her." He turns the breifcase around and flashes the neatly piled benjamins at me.

He knew how to bribe. "All this will be yours and triple the price she pays you if you accept this offer."

I pause for a moment, trying to search for an answer. All I could think of was that I needed the money right now as it would do me some good.

"I accept your offer."

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A/N: This is where Max and Liz meet for the first time, face to face.

Song used : Can you hear me by Enrique Iglesias

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Chpt 3

Max’s POV

After getting off the phone to Elizabeth Parker, I call Marcus up and tell him that the first part of the plan’s been done. She had accepted me as her escort and Marcus had seemed too pleased. I was content. As long as I was getting paid sufficiently the end of the day, I had no complaints. I was worried about the scheme though.

I had never gotten into this risky business. I didn’t know what Marcus’ motives were but I had a feeling that something was not quite right.

“MAX!”. Maria booms my name as she throws open the door to enter my room.

“What the hell are you been up to this time?”.

Maria is my roommate. Which means I had only thirty percent of privacy to myself. The remaining 70 percent I have to share with her because she wants to know what’s been going on in my life, who I’ve met, what I’ve done. It’s really
embarrassing. But nevertheless, she is my best friend and I love her for it.

Maria is like another sister. She’s always been there for me when I needed her.

“Where you going at now?”. She asks, putting her hands on her hips.

“Out.” I said, throwing on the jacket over my dusty green sweater.

“Oh. You’re going to work.” She rolled her eyes, understand what I was doing.

Although Maria and I were very close, she always despised the fact that I was indeed an escort. It wasn’t my dream job either but it paid me good and considering my family history with my education, I had accepted my fate when I became an escort. It wasn’t that mad. Hot sex and good money. That’s what people dreamed of having right?

“Maria, I won’t be coming home for dinner.” I shoot her an apologetic glance.

Being her roommate, we also tried to eat dinner, breakfast and lunch together. Well, occasionally. I normally dined outside the apartment in lavish restaurants’ and in other various places.

Maria pulls a face. “Can’t your bitch understand that sex is enough? Why? Does she want to take you home to her parents or something?”.

I can’t help but laugh. “Maria, I’m so sorry about this but I promise I’ll make it up to you.”

As I reflect over Maria’s words in that particular moment, I realise the irony in them. I was going to be taken home, I realised.

“You better.” Maria pouted. “We do deserve some time together. I barely see you all the time and when I do. You’re either sleeping or getting ready for your next dirty fuck.”

I cringed inwardly. She still was bitter about my profession and it did hurt that she couldn’t get past that. “I’ll see you later Maria.” I give her a quick peck on the cheek before leaving.

I brush past her and glide towards the door. I don’t look back because I know the look on her face.

Sorry Maria, I thought.

Now onto the fun part.

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Liz’s POV

“Okay, Serena...how do I look?”. I ran my hands down past my flat stomach. I tried so hard to find a dress that didn’t scream, Fuck me when you see me or I’m too shy.

I was wearing a cute little yellow dress that hugged my curves and showed a little bit of cleavage. I didn’t want to overdo my appearance. Sweet and sassy was the way to go.

“Sweet and sassy.” Serena nods as if she was reading my mind a second ago.

"Good." I smiled.

"I cannot believe you are actually hiring an escort." She teases. "What if he wants more then holding hands and sweet pecks on the lips?".

I scoffed. "Then he's getting a knee up the balls."

Me and Serena started to giggle. "Girl you so funny."

"It's called blue balls." I sniggered. "There's no way some escort is going to get in my pants."

My phone is ringing and I pick it up. "Lo?".

"I'm here, where are you?". Comes the sultry voice of my escort.

"I'll be down in a minute." I tell him, peering over the rails of the stairs.

I disconnect before he could say anything. "Come on." I take Serena's hand. Let's finally see who my escort is."

I had not seen this guy before but he did tell me he had dark brown hair, amber eyes and would be holding a white rose so I'd recognise him. Once I was on the bottom floor, I pushed through some people with Serena following suit.

"Excuse me!". I push through people who are just getting in my way.

When I stare ahead of me, a glimpse of dark molten golden eyes grab my attention. At the same time, Enrique Iglesias' Can you Hear me blasts on the stereo.

There in his outer breast pocket is a single white rose. That's my escort.

And he's staring right back at me.

I can't believe this. What am I seeing? Everything seems to go in slow motion, the song, people dancing and the whole background seems to fade away as I focus on him.

And I know why I'm feeling like this. "He's not wearing a tux." I said before Serena could comment and the scene resumes back. "I can't believe this." I muttered under my breath and stormed towards him so loudly, I could hear my own heels smack the hard dance floor.

His eyes are on me and he greets me. "Hi, I'm Max Evans...your escort." And he presses a kiss to my cheek.

I am dazed for a moment but shake the feeling off quite frankly.

"Why aren't you wearing a tux?". I come straight to the point. I specifically told him to wear a tux and he turns up wearing a blazer over a sweater assuming that's going to substitute for a tux.

"Huh?". He looks dumbfounded as I reject his hand which he had extended for a formal handshake.

I bat my eyelashes as Serena joins us. "Max..a handshake without wearing a tux is considered a liability." I repeated the words I heard so many times from my father when he spoke to other rich ass guys.

"In layman's terms, you screwed up the first impression really bad." Serena explains to this confused Max.

"Listen Max, I don't mind but when you're around my folks, you must dress smart at all times." I said and then took his hand. "Come with me."

I drag Max to one of the backrooms Guy reserved for us. Serena closes the door after us and I order Max to sit.

"When you're part of my world, you have to follow the rules." I click my fingers gesturing Serena hands me the rule pamphlet of my household. After Serena hands me the rules, I give them to Max. "We expect them to be followed."

"Okaay." Max said, taking the pamphlet.

"I know you must be freaking out right now but everything has to be precise and perfect. We can't make any errors." I explained. The last thing I wanted to happen was letting this plan slip up and ending up looking like a fool.

"I understand." Max nods.

"Let me give you my rules." I told him.

"What would they be?". He teases.

I give him a stern look. I had no time to play games. "Ahem. Rule number one, whatever you wear, you will ask for my opinion on it before you wear it and you will wear the clothes I deem appropriate for you."

"I can handle that."

"Rule number two, you don't escort other women the same time you're working for me. I am going to be your sole provider for the next three months. You will only work for me during that time."

"Got it."

"And most importantly, rule number three. You do everything I say and this stays between us. You don't tell anyone you're my escort." I told him, almost inching closer to his face. I hold his gaze for a moment and then step back. His colonge lingers in my nostrils. He kind of smells good.

"Do you know why I'm employing you?". I asked, hoping he'd remember what I told him down the phone.

"To pose as your boyfriend". He repeats.

"Yep."

He get's up from the chair. "Erm..Elizabeth?".

"Call me Liz." I said, hating it when people called me by my full name.

"Liz..sorry..erm...is there something else I missed? By posing as your boyfriend, do you mean like...intimate.." The tone of his voice completely changes when he says intimate that it makes me feel like slapping him. This guy has the cheek to start playing with me.

"You're posing as a good boyfriend of mine and..." I stepped forward so I was two inches away from him. "I need you to do a fantastic job of being my boyfriend because an ex of mine will be present at many of the wedding functions..."

"You want me to give him a run for his money?". He smirks. "I see where this is going. You want him to envy us being a couple."

"Exactly." I smiled, happy he worked it out.

"Sounds good." He smiles back.

"Yeah." I hear myself chuckle lightly.

"So when do I get to meet the parents?".

tbc?

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Jeff Parker
Nancy Parker

(Children)
Liz Parker
Olivia Parker
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The Langleys

(Parents)
Kal Langley
Isis Langley

(Children)
Ryan Langley
Ingrid Langley

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Chpt 4

Liz's POV

"We need to think of a profession for you." I say as we hurried up the steps to the big white mansion known as the Parker and Langley’s residence. "Hi Gary." I quickly greet the door man before I pull Max inside with me.

I take Max into the kitchen when they always were at supper. Everyone was around the dining table, well most of them were. "Hey guys." I holler over to my folks. Max's hard chest colliding against my back as he stops right behind me.

Everyone stops their usual chatter and all eyes are on us. "Whose is this man?". Aunt Isis points at Max.

I roll my eyes. Whenever I brought a guy home, they always questioned it and never gave a thought about him being just a casual friend. My mother was the worst. She would actually start planning a wedding hoping her little baby girl was ready to become a lady.

"He's my boyfriend Max." I answered. "Max, this is Aunt Isis, Uncle Kal, Mom, Dad, my sister Olivier and Justine and this is my cousin Ingrid." I introduce him to my family one by one. "Ryan's not here. He's gone on tour." I told Max who just gave me a simple nod. I look back at my folks. "Oh and Max is coming to the wedding with us."

My father inspects Max from the corner of his eyes but doesn't say anything. He's not the typical don't bang my daughter under my roof or I'll kill you kind of father but he's one of the silent types. Mess with his family, he'd be coming at you so fast and I figured out that did scare some of my past boyfriends away.

"I assume he's staying here?" My wise Uncle Kal works it out. He always knows stuff that it sometimes worries me. He practically could read people's faces. "So I assume he's also is familiar with the house rule. Especially rule number three."

I blush as I remember that certain rule. "Yes Uncle Kal, don't worry. Max is going to be one of the best guests you have." I promised. I paid him a very reasonable price and shouldn't see why Max would try to double cross me.

"So Max." My mother begins to talk. "What do you do?"

The same question she asked all my guys first.

"He's a songwriter" I blurt beating Max to it. "He writes songs and that's how we met in a studio."

"Ah, wicked." My youngest sister Justine smiled. "Maybe you can help me play at the piano. I need a good songwriter."

Unlike other twelve year olds, Justine had a extraordinary taste for musical instruments and philosophical matters. She spent most of her time either playing in the music room or reading books by Socrates, Aristotle and Plato or other theologians which aspire her.

"Huh, who wants’ to be playing the piano at this age." My other sister Olivia scoffs. At the age of seventeen, she is quite immature for her age and very different to Justine.

"Please do not speak with your mouth full." Justine retorted firmly. "It is said that to be a dissatisfied human is better to be a satisfied pig."

I can hear Max try to control his laughter with a snort behind me and I dig my heel into his foot as a shut up. Max tenses up behind me. "Well, I'll show Max to his room." I tell my folks, leaving them to eat their dinner in peace.

"Honey, don't you and Max want to eat anything? We have plenty of roast lamb and mash left." My mother asks, trying to keep us in the kitchen.

"Nah Mom, me and Max already ate at taybarns." I said, pushing Max out of the kitchen.

When both of us are outside, he starts. "Ow, that hurt Liz." He limped a few steps.

"Well, you began to act like a jerk." I reasoned. "Now come on, it's already late at night and we have so many things to do tomorrow."

"I'd like to see what you have in mind for us."

Ignoring him, I lead him up the stairs. He follows me and I can tell he's admiring all the ornaments and photos on display.

"Never seen a palace before Evans?".

"Nope. Not as grand as this one."

I smile as I lead him to one of the guest rooms in the house and open the door. "Well, this is your room Max." I flick the light switch on.

*****

Max's POV

I am amused how Liz deals with the situation with her folks. I am amazed by the fact that someone like Elizabeth Parker is sharing her home with a big extended family. Of course everyone knew from the media that the Parkers and the Langley’s lived together all under one roof but heck, I knew this was going to be very interesting to see how they all lived with each other.

Anyway, Liz is taking me up the stairs and into a hall where she takes me towards a door and opens it. The doors look pretty much the same and I knew at some point I would get confused, walking into someone else’s bedroom and I didn't want to imagine the worst possibilities of each scenario.

Liz and I enter a room and she switches on a light to reveal a beautiful room with feng shui.

"Well, this is your room Max." She stated like an estate owner or something. "Here you will have everything, towel , soap, music and other things too. If you ever feel the need to request more stuff, just pressed the intercom on the nightstand and Bernard which will be your personal butler will be at your service. Plus the sheets will be changed every other day so don't worry about that either."

I smirked and then I grabbed Liz closer to me. My hand cradling the back of her head as I cupped her rounded ass. I loved how shapely she was. So curvy and rounded, damn it was a turn on. I had to have this woman. "You know why?".

"Huh?".

"Because we will be busy in between the sheets all night." I tease and try to fuse my lips on hers but out of nowhere her knee collides with my groin and I let out a moan, letting her go and putting my hands over my crotch as I groan in pain. "What the hell was that for Liz?".

"So you know that next time you feel tempted to use your dick, don't." She folded her arms and looked at me .
I'm agonising in pain and squeeze my eyes shut, waiting for the pain to dissipate. If I knew she was like this, I would have put up a strong defence.

"Is this your way of telling me to back off?"

"It's my way of ensuring you keep your zipper closed."

Before I can answer her, one of her sisters comes up. I remove my hands from where Liz kneed me brutally. "Liz, Marcus is downstairs waiting for you by the swimming pool."

"Thanks Justine." Liz said and the young girl fled.

"So, Marcus huh?".

"Yeah". Liz nodded and left the room.

I followed. When I reached near the swimming pools, Marcus was already engaging in a conversation with Liz. I could hear his smooth talking with her. "I'm sorry about the party. I should have not left you alone like that."

"Don't worry about me. I'm a big girl." Liz laughed it off.

"But still, I felt what I did was wrong".

Judging by the tone of his voice, he's pushing it. Trying to break down her self esteem. It's one of those things I grown accustomed to. Reading between the lines and I could read other people's expressions. Being an escort, I kept my distances but learnt at lot of stuff.

This is my cue and I stroll past the patio doors. "Hey beautiful". I say instead of the usual babe and wrap my arm around her, pressing a kiss to the crown of her head.

I can feel her tense up against me as I cuddle her as a boyfriend would. She's completely new to this idea of having a fake boyfriend but all fear is gone when I finally feel her relax a little in my arms.

"Marcus, this is Max. My boyfriend." She puts on a forced smile. "He's going to the wedding with me."

Marcus puts on a good fake smile. "Max huh?. So you already found yourself a guy?".

"Yep." Liz snuggles against my chest. "I kinda left the party early because I missed him so much and you know, you can't stay away from the one you love."

"I came back from New Orleans that day the engagement party was being held and Liz couldn't resist but to meet me although I told her I'd be okay." I say smoothly. Not a hint of stuttering there.

Liz laughs a little along with me. "Yeah."

"Very interesting." Marcus nods. "So how long you've been together."

"Five months." I answer for her.

"Seven months later." I hear Marcus rasp at Liz. "I'm impressed."

Jerk. I thought. I couldn't help but think Marcus was deliberately setting out to hurt Liz's feelings. "Well, you know what they say. If you wait long enough, true love comes to you quicker then you imagined." I pressed another kiss to Liz's head. God, her strawberry shampoo was addictive.

Marcus just smiled at my statement. "Well, I'll be seeing you soon Liz." Marcus said, almost bending over to plant a kiss on her cheek but since she was protectively locked in my arms, he was prevented and changed his mind.

"Bye Marcus." Liz tells him, finally he leaves. Stumbling through the patio door as Liz and I watch.

Once he's out of the picture, Liz removes herself from my arms.

"That was rigid." I tell her under my breath.

"What was?".

"Your acting."

"Okay..now I'm lost." She bats her eyelids, trying to work out what I meant by my words.

I step closer towards her and cup her chin in my hand, marvelling how soft it was. Her delicate skin. I can't stop myself from exploring the texture of her skin with my thumb. "Baby, if you want to show me off to everyone, you gotta start believing it yourself that I'm your beloved man." I murmur. "Because you did feel rigid back then."

"Are you suggesting my acting skills are poor Mr Evans?". She teased with a hint of spark in her doe eyes.

"Please do call me Max." I inch closer towards her moist lips, making her believe I'm about to kiss her. I can feel her tense up again as I slowly inch my lips closer to hers but don't go in to kiss her but to linger.

I can hear her breath become erratic, short breaths touching my lips.

She closes her eyes and I expect her to move or knee me again in the balls but she doesn't and that's when I pull away. "That's the work of a great actor." I tell her firmly.

Her eyes flutter open. She inhales the air. "Max..."

"Don't worry about it sweet lips." I winked. "You'll learn soon. The ways of acting."

I had a lot to teach Liz but I knew teaching her would be fun.

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Chpt 5

Max's POV

"Max Evans' right?". I hear a voice from behind me as I load my stuff in the closet.

I turn around and see Liz's father, looking at me with his piercing eyes. "Erm, Mr Parker?". I remember the face, stoic and very calm. But I wasn't fooled by the anger hidden behind his glassy eyes.

"I just wanted to see how you're doing."

"I'm fine thanks and you?". I try to keep the calmness in the conversation.

"It's unsual for Liz to bring guys home." He tells me.

I don't say anything. I didn't want to anger the man. "Looks like my daughter trusts you." He tells me. "Don't break her trust." He warns me. "You're in but you can be easily escorted out. I'm watching you Evans."

He gives me one look of distrust before making an exit from the doorway.

So much for the welcome, I thought before resuming back to what I was doing.

When I finally shut the doors of the closers, Liz enters the room. "Max!." She calls my name and shuts the door. "I want to tell you something."

"Go ahead."

"Did dad come here?". She barely whispers and approaches me.

"Erm...yeah." I nod, remembering her father's stoic look.

"Oh god." She breathes out. "I'm so sorry about that. I had to warn you about my father and should have done it beforehand. He's a very hard and complicated person."

"That..I can tell."

"So you really really have to make a good impression." She tells me almost pleading with her eyes.

"Will do." I smirk. "But that's going to cost you extra." I tease.

"Yeah right." She scoffs.

"I'm serious." I put on my most serious face.

She grits her teeth and grabs a pillow from the bed. "Still serious?".

"Still serious." I nod and she launches the pillow at me, I do a lazy dodge letting the pillow brush past my arm and chuckle. "That's an extra fifteen dollars Liz."

"Don't be messing with me Max." She points at me. "I can be worse then my father."

"Oh really?". I wiggle my eyebrows, challenging her.

"Right Evans, you asked for it." She charges for me, jumping on me and I almost stumble, turning around and trying to hold her legs which ends up me stumbling back and the edge of the bed causes me to topple over with Liz on top of me, straddling my hips.

"Whoa!".

She struggles to sit on me as her dress is pushed up further up her legs revealing golden tanned thighs. "Damn Liz, you're very wild. I didn't know you wanted me so badly the first night." I teased.

"Shut up Evans." She warns, trying to sit back on my thighs instead of the place she was so desperately trying to move away from.

I use my hands to stop her movements on my hips because it was making my whole body tremble with hot blood rushing through my veins. She slaps my hands away and grabs both my wrists, leaning forward to push my hands above my head. "Stay Evans."

"You're sitting on top of me."

"So?".

"I'm a man Liz. I do behave like one." I tried to tell her, holding back my breath.

I can't say I don't enjoy a feisty Liz sitting on top of me. It's a wonderful feeling and my mind is clouded with this sensational feeling stirring throughout my body.

"Ew." She pulls a face and moves further up since I don't allow her to rest on my thighs. She hovers above my lower stomach and supports herself with her knees but the dress she's wearing is making it difficult for her to move much.
"You know." I relax now. "It would be easier to move if you were wearing pants."

"Women of this household don't dress inappropriately." She answers, still holding my wrists down over my head. "Rule number eight but I think you still need to familiarize yourself with the house rules Evans".

"Do they matter much when you're tempting me?". I love this. I just love winding Liz Parker up. Who knew she could be so fun?

"Max, I'm warning you. I'm paying you and not the other way around so you will do as I say. You're the receiver, I'm the giver."

"I'm always up for new positions." I teased, trying to ignore the set of cleavage Liz was sporting as she leaned over me.
Liz gasps as she follows my peeks and releases my hands. "Ew, stop looking at me." She clasps her hands over her chest.

I take this chance to flip us over so I'm on top on of an unsuspecting Liz who yelps as I settle in between her legs but not to close. In a husky voice, I simply say. "Babe, how can I stop looking at you when you're seducing me?".

Her eyes widen as I kiss the side of her lips, I feel her bring her hands up and then a shriek from the doorway after it opens.

"AHHH! YOU'RE DOING IT!".

Horrified, I roll off Liz and onto my back as Liz jumps from the bed as if it's on fire. "Olivier!". She straightens her dress.
I gasp. Another sister of hers comes to the rescue.

"I just wanted to ask you if I could borrow your Armani necklace set for the wedding." She rushes is all out, her face is tomatoes red almost as her deep red hair.

"Which one?". Liz straightens her own hair.

"The one....you brought in Denmark."

"Oh." Liz rolls her eyes. "Yeah course. Just don't ruin it."

"Thanks." Olivier looks at us both before fleeing.

I sit up. "Denmark? Armani?".

I noticed the change of tone in Liz's voice as her sister mentioned that. "Fourteen months ago from now, Me and Marcus were in Denmark together. He actually brought me the necklace set."

"You still keep his things?".

"Max, you just do what you're paid to do and stop asking questions." Liz snapped, anger flashing through her dark brown eyes.

She moves across the room to get to the door but stops and looks at me. "And Max, get a good night's sleep." She tells me. "We got a lot to do tomorrow."

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Liz's POV

I find myself unable to sleep. I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling. Questions running through my mind. Did I do the right thing in bringing Max here? Would things work out? Would it be for the better or for the worst? I just didn't know.

For know, I had convinced my folks that Max was indeed my boyfriend. I knew my father would be on Max's case, watching him like a panther and then my Uncle Kal would be figuring out where Max came from and probably consult a private eye to watch him like an owl. My mother would be thinking about planning a wedding like always and my aunt would be giving him tips on how to be the ideal man.

My family was such a nightmare at times. I roll onto my side and sigh. Max. Max Evans was a great name. I had to think really hard to convince everyone of our 'dating history'. The media would defiantly try to hunt down sources of my meeting with Max and I worried in the process they'd find that he was an escort just working for me. Posing as my boyfriend and then they'd realise the theory. Max posing as my boyfriend so I could win back Marcus and it would be all splashed over the tabloids.

Oh, the humiliation.

I had to make sure I didn't slip up. I had to take care that this plan was fool proof.

Thoughts of worry soon fade away when I finally find my sleep and lose myself in my slumber.

The next morning, I get up at 6 am and start my usual morning routine, taking a shower, brushing my teeth and planning my outfit. I take out a blue skirt and red tan top. I tied my hair up in a loose pony tail and went down to eat breakfast.

I sit on the lawn chair in the conservatory and start reading the book by Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility for some time when the butler arrives with the phone in his hand. "Milady, phone call for you." He bows his head in respect as he puts the phone in my hand.

"Thanks Norman." I take the phone and answer. "Lo?".

"LIZ!". Cathy's voice from the other line almost pierces my ears. "How are you my sweet sweet Lizzzie pie!".

"Geez Cathy, any louder you would have turned me deaf."

"Sorry Liz." She laughs. "Anyway, just a quick message. I'm sorry about yesterday. I was so busy with my dad's relatives who wouldn't leave me alone, seriously, I'm not joking. And besides, when I did go looking for you, there was no sign of you??".

"Erm, my boyfriend just came back from New Orleans so I just couldn't resist but meet him."

"A BOYFRIEND!". She shrieks. "TELL ME EVERYTHING NOW!".

I giggle at my friend's eagerness to know about the guys of my life. "You'll meet him in the wedding functions." I told her.

"Promise?".

"Promise." I smiled.

"Yaay! This is the season of love. Here I am getting married to the man of my dreams and you've just met yours. How long you been with him?".

"Five months." I twirl a strand of my hair around my index finger.

"Wow, oh my gosh oh my gosh! I'm surprised the media haven't got a whiff of this yet!".

I cringe. "Ah the media." I rolled my eyes. "Well, to be honest they don't need to know everything that happens in my life. Just because I'm a celebrity you know. I don't owe my personal details to everyone."

"Yah, I know. So it sounds serious huh." I could hear her chew on her gum. "Anyway, I've sent you the functions through the courier. Be sure to attend each and everyone of them okay? You're my maid of honor remember that."

"Of course." I faked a smile. "See you later Cathy."

"Bye Lizzie. Mwah."

When I put the phone down, I get up from the lawn chair and take my robe with me. My heels clatter against the ceramic tiles as I sweep my hair back. "Norman, when the wedding letter comes please notify me." I tell him as I walk past him and make my way towards Max's bedroom.

He's not there and I sit on the foot of the bed, hoping I'd get to talk to him before it was too late. Seconds later he emerges from the shower. And damn, he's not fully clothed.

My jaw drops open when I catch a good glimpse of his chiselled torso.

Good god, I thought.

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Chpt 6

Liz’s POV

Good god I thought.

Who is this man standing before me? I just can’t figure out whether this is god Eros himself or just Max Evans. I had seen a six pack before but damn, this was a fine work of art I had never even dreamed off.

“Want a touch?”. He teases.

“I’d rather you put a shirt on.” I sigh, shaking my head slowly. “I’ll be waiting in the kitchen.” I told him, granting him some privacy by turning around ready to back out of the room. But I stop, pondering for a second if I really wanted to go. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to touch his body after all. I did pay for his assets.

I wanted to get out faster, by heart was beating twice as fast and my cheeks were burning up. This wasn’t attraction I chastised myself, this was just male pheromones from him affecting my females ones, the logic of science could explain my condition right now. Any girl would be turned on a sigh of a hot body? Right?

“Liz, you can take a look, you paid for the package so you deserve to get your monies worth.” His deep voice send shivers down my spine.

As tempting as it did sound, I knew I couldn’t take up the offer. “Max, I’ll be in the kitchen.” I forced out as my lungs felt constricted and then the most incredible sensation happened. Well, physically it felt good anyway.

He was right behind me, hands hovering over my bare arms making my shiver as I shut my eyes. His fingers glide up my arms and to my shoulders where he brushes my hair to one side and presses a delicate kiss to my neck.

The touch sent shivers of electric surging through me. He feel his hard body close the distance between us as he presses up against my back.

His hand traces my back in a line as he runs his index finger up, making me stand up straight. I can hear the sound of a zipper and his hot breath on my skin.

“M-M-Maa..Max.” I feel like whispering his name, guilty that that could be reality.

“You zip was undone.” In a husky whisper he breathed in to my ear.

My eyes open and he slowly releases me. “Oh..” I turned around and he was smirking at me again. “Thanks.” I stagger towards the door, my hand reaching out for the door knob. It takes me a few attempts before I actually find the damn door knob.

My face was probably ten shades of red right now. “I-I’ll be in waiting in the k-kitchen. So don’t take so long.” I open the door.

“You’re welcome Liz.”

Instead of saying anything back, I removed myself from the room and shut the door behind me.

It was just the pheromones I say to myself quietly.

Just the pheromones.

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Max’s POV

Confusion fills my mind as I just realised what I had done. I almost crossed the line. When Liz Parker had innocently attached me to her. Was it beauty? No. It was something else, something I couldn’t put my finger on.

The zipper on her dress was a little undone at the back, giving me a good view of her black lace bra. I should be used to this. I had seen many naked women before, not that Liz was naked. But the once little glimpse of her bare skin had me feeling.

I shifted my thoughts to the back of my mind. She was an attractive woman and it was completely normal to be turned on by her. But I hadn’t felt that way about her when I saw her in her music videos. At that time, it didn’t even cross my mind what it would be like to have Liz Parker in my bed lying naked next to me or even me pumping inside her tight beautiful body as she moaned my name…

What the hell has gotten into me?


I made a deal with her. Just pose as the boyfriend she wants me to be. Nothing else. No intimate contact, no strings attached.

How was I supposed to be her fake boyfriend when I was so intoxicated by the sight of her myself. I knew it would drive me nuts eventually. Although she was annoying, bossy and insecure, I kind of found it cute.

Maybe that’s what it was. Maybe I was getting to know who she was a little and I liked it.

No.

I could not get attached to her. She was just my employer. It was all about the money and nothing else.

After I got changed and slapped on some cologne, I put on my socks and shoes before exiting the room and making my way to the kitchen where Liz was supposedly waiting for me.
As soon as I enter the kitchen, the smell of fresh bread fills my nose. I’m tempted to make Liz wait a little longer until a dark haired woman pops up out of nowhere among the steam.

“Morning!”. Her enthusiastic voice almost scares me.

“Er…hi?”. I stop just a few inches away from the counter in centre of the kitchen.


“I’m Aunt Isis.” She tells me. “Last night, you must have been too tired to remember all our names.”

She pushes a plate of grapes and cheese towards me.

“Do try some.” Her dark red lips pressed into a tight smile. Gold earring dangling from her ears like those mini bells in the temple. Her face slapped with a mocha blush and her eye lashes lengthened with mascara. This woman did love to spoil herself. I could read people so easily.

Picking up the soft white cheese, I bit into it. “Hmm, nice.”

“Garlic.” She told me. “Try the smoked special.” She pointed at the reddish black chuck of cheese that sat there.

“Erm…no thanks.” I said, staring at the thing. Was it even Cheese?

“I insist.” She purrs, pushing the plate closer to me.

I think of an excuse. Now my appetite was gone, all I wanted to do was flee.

The door opens and Liz walks in, calling my name. “Max, there you are.”

Saved by Liz, I thought. With a huge grin on my face.

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Chpt 7

Liz's POV

I make my entrance into the kitchen when my Aunt Isis is practically attacking Max with her homemade cheese. She did this to everyone of my boyfriends and my friends I brought home. Aunt Isis had a dream of making her own cheese and starting her own company. But it was also her own way of singaling out 'idiots' which was very unfortunate indeed. I just hope Max had not tried that smoked cheese.

"Max, come with me now." I order, knowing that he would run to me even if I haven't paid him at all.

He gladly rushes to me and takes me in his arms unexpectedly. "Thank you." He whispers in my ear and kisses my jaw line in appreciation of me coming to his rescue. I run my hands up his back to keep up with the charade. "Morning beautiful." He says out aloud, hugging me closer to his hard body.

"Okay, you're crushing me." I hiss into his ear and flash a fake smile at my aunt who watches. "Come on babe." I tell Max holding his hand. "See you later aunt Isis." And I wheel Max away from her and lead him outside.

"Did you try the smoked cheese?".

"No." Max shakes his head.

"Good." I said climbing into the car. "Cuz it's not cheese."

Once we're on the road, I'm looking at the list of functions of the wedding. "Right, first off is the pre nup
night."

"Prenup night?". Max raises an eyebrow.

"As I was saying, this is done with the men and the woman having their hen and stag night in the same venue while the bride and groom to be sign some documents. It's basically a party Max but with a certain theme."

"And what might that theme be?". His voice turns husky and he winks at me which I try to ignore anyway.

"You'll find out once you get there. It's actually the girl's theme. Guys wear whatever they want. Anyway, first it's that which is tonight then it's...oh wait...damn...the rehearsal dinner is in Chicago? What the hell? Am I reading this right?".

"What is it?".

"Basically we have to travel across states. Damn." I sighed.

"You don't like travelling?". Max innocently asked.

"I hate the paparazzi that bug me when I travel." I corrected Max. "If I could, I'd be in Dubai by now."

"Nice choice."

"Yeah well you're gunna have to come with me in the jet plane anyway."

"Looking forward to it."

The car stops outside the plaza in boulevard street, Hollywood. "It's best to do all the shopping here." I sighed, getting out of the car.

"Wow." Max said, stepping out. "What a nice place."

"Yeah." I fixed the creases of my dress.

"You know Liz, it'll really be easier if you wore pants." Max tells me.

"God Max, I'll wear what I feel like. And we're shopping for you not me." I slam the door shut. "Follow me."

After what seemed like ten department stores, I find myself sitting at the changing rooms waiting for Max to show himself wearing the appropriate clothes. I flip the magazine over and look at my watch. I was starving.

"Max are-" Before I finish my sentence, he walks out from the curtain and my jaw drops.

Stunning as ever, he's in a pair of designer jeans, a black blazer and a white shirt underneath it. I stand up, breathless. Eyes roaming from head to toe and then they stop.

"Marcus." I whisper, gazing into his light blue eyes....

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Song used One Step At A Time by Jordin Sparks. God I love this song lol.

Max's POV

"What's wrong Liz?". I asked her who was sitting across the table from me, chin propped on her hand as she sulked.

"I am not hungry." She mumbled, not looking at her half eaten burger.

"Well I am." I laughed and pushed my plate of fries towards her. "Come and eat, you don't look so good."

"I don't feel so good." She answers, finally turning around and taking a sip of the coca cola.

"If you're feeling sick, don't do it on me." I tease but there's no smile on her lips.

"Yeah, because I will think of puking all over you first." She snaps irritably. "Besides, I have a bad headache, please eat up so we can head back home."

I know what Liz was talking about. The paparazzi had hounded us for the last half an hour, flash photography and desperate cries of questioning thrown at Liz so she was bound to feel a bit dizzy. I didn't know how she coped with this.

"Hey do you want me to give you a head message?". I offered her as she pressed her hands on her forehead, trying to rub the ache from her head.

"I'm fine." She groaned, bending her head down. "I'll be okay....you just finish eating Max."

"Liz come on...eat something please?".

Sighing, she relents and takes some fries from my plate and resumes eating her burger. After we're done, we go and get our hands clean and head back to the car. By the look on Liz's face, she is completely exhausted and I feel the guilt trip.

The driver closes the door and I put an arm around Liz who looks at me like what the hell am I doing but I ignore her piercing stare. "Liz it's okay, just let me help you." I insist firmly yet gently. She is tense but then relaxes in my arms and I use my fingers to massage her warm forehead.

Hurry up and wait
So close, but so far away
Everything that you've always dreamed of
Close enough for you to taste
But you just can't touch

She starts to make this mewling sounds and soft sighs which is distracting me. I feel the side of her chest press against my hard torso and I am stiff but continue to massage her forehead.

You wanna show the world, but no one knows your name yet
Wonder when and where and how you're gonna make it
You know you can if you get the chance
In your face as the door keeps slamming
Now you're feeling more and more frustrated
And you're getting all kind of impatient, waiting

I can smell the perfume from her. Sarah Jessica Parker's Covet. It's smells so good on her.

We live and we learn to take
One step at a time
There's no need to rush
It's like learning to fly
Or falling in love
It's gonna happen and it's
Supposed to happen and we
Find the reasons why
One step at a time

My fingers drift down the side of her face and down her jaw line. My thumb brushes lightly across her moist lips. Her eyes are firmly closed and she doesn't realise what I'm doing to her face. I shiver as I run my thumb across her lips, wondering how they would taste like.

You believe and you doubt
You're confused, you got it all figured out
Everything that you always wished for
Could be yours, should be yours, would be yours
If they only knew

She leans closer to me and places her arm around my chest, holding onto my body and my chin is above her head. I hug her closer to my body as she holds onto me, subconsciously as I assume she's still asleep.

You wanna show the world, but no one knows your name yet
Wonder when and where and how you're gonna make it
You know you can if you get the chance
In your face as the door keeps slamming
Now you're feeling more and more frustrated
And you're getting all kind of impatient waiting

I sighed, as soon as she wakes up she would rip herself off me and why was I touching her like this? I had no right to touch her. This was a sin.

When you can't wait any longer
But there's no end in sight
when you need to find the strength

She stirred in my arms as the car takes a turn and then she wakes up, dazed.

It's your faith that makes you stronger
The only way you get there
Is one step at a time

"What the?".

"You fell asleep." I told her.

She removes herself from my arms slowly and fixes her hair. "Sorry." She apologises. "I didn't drool on you did I?".
I shake my head no and the car comes to a stop. I realise we're already home. Liz climbs out of the car and I follow, unable to comprehend what just happened back in the car just then. I catch my breath and try not to stumble as her drop dead gorgeous scent leads me the way home.

Find the reasons why
One step at a time

*****

[Hunter]

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Chpt 8

Max's POV

When evening arrives, I wait for Liz to meet me at the bottom of the stairs. Tonight was the prenup party and she was taking a little longer then expected. I check my watch, everyone already set off and here I am still waiting for Liz.

"Liz, we're going to be late." I holler up the stairs, in the same manner she had done to me this morning. Now the tables were turned.

"Liz-I-"

"I'm here." She appears at the top of the stairs and my mouth drops of it's hinges. Holy mother of Jesus....she's absolutely stunning...her hair is in curls and her whole body, curves defined, she's not wearing a dress but a black shimmering tank top with a shawl resting on her left arm while she holds the clutch bag in her right hand and the jeans she is wearing...dark blue jeans which hug her curves..I had never seen such an enticing sight like I had tonight.

I was floored. Gone.

How was I to survive this night without holding her in my arms? Without kissing her?

She smiles as she notices my gawping face and makes her way down the marble steps, her thin heeled sandals making a clicking noise with each step she descended.

"So, how do I look?". She did a small twirl and gave me a shy smile.

I had never seen her in jeans before, she was always wearing dresses and to see her in a different type of clothing...changed everything, my first impression of her being this stuck up over feminine woman to this glorious flawless angel...so innocent, yet so dangerous.

"Wo-you-y-y-yo-a-aa-amazing.." I was lost for words. Fuck, she was so beautiful.

This angel was tempting me to taste her. Ain't no other woman was deliciously tempting as her. God, I couldn't control myself when I was around her, my cruel drug.

She lets out a fit of cute giggles. "I know." Her eyes lit up when she smiled and she slid her arm in mine. "Come, let's get this show on the road."

As I walk out the house with Liz, I wonder who is this woman with me?

*****

Liz's POV

As soon as we reached the place, I'm already excited. "Oh I love this kind of party."

"Why?". An amused Max asked me.

"Because, things happen." I almost whispered. "Two shots of patron." I order, taking out my purse.

"Hey, I'll pay." Max insists, taking out his wallet.

What is it with men and money?

"No Max, I got it covered. You just sit back and enjoy." I tried to stop him from beating me to it but in no time he's already paid the money hungry bartender.

"Sorry Liz." He shrugs. "It's a guy thing."

Taking our drinks, Max lead us to a quiet space in the sitting area. "This will do." I sat down on the leather chair and shifted over, making room for him.

Max hands me my glass and has his own glass of alcohol to enjoy but before we take the sip, he proposes a toast. "To us." He raises his glass.

"Amen to that." I smile and gently touch my glass with his before we sip.

I don't know what's gotten into me today but Max Evans won't be out of my mind tonight.

*****

Max's POV

I watch in concern as Liz is giggling away with her group of friends. Serena looked more sober then the pack of them put together. I had been introduced to the infamous ex's brother who wouldn't stop talking about men’s wear for the last forty five minutes.

"So you see, sweatshops are not a good idea." Egbert said.

"I don't suppose you guys are up for some lap dances?". Marcus, the big bad wolf interrupts.

Seeing him again, I am reminded why I was here. "Ah..." I try to think of an excuse to stay and watch Liz a little longer. She had too much to drink. I kept seeing her at the bar or laughing away with her friends and a couple of strange guys who I wanted to give a good ass kicking. Even though they seemed rich, they looked like they wanted to jump the girl's bones and the thought of it made my blood boil.

"I'm taken man." Egbert protests. "So are you. And so is Max."

"We're all taken men." I mumble, keeping a close eye on Liz.

"Max...." Marcus grits his teeth. "One lap dance won't hurt."

*****

Liz's POV

I'm laughing away with my friends and then I look up noticing Marcus up there with Max. Bobby Valentino's "Tell Me" Begins to boom on the stereo and I feel a high hit me.

"Girl's.." I said, stepping out for now. "I'll be right back."

"Liz but-"

"Sorry."

I run up the stairs and join the guys but head straight for Max. "Max, there you are..I've been looking all over for you." I deliberately wrap my arms around him and kiss him. Marcus was there and this was a great opportunity to make him jealous.

"Hey Liz." He snakes an arm around my waist just so perfectly, it makes me happy.

"Let's dance baby." I whisper against his lips. Completely ignoring Marcus on purpose.

"Sorry." Max shoots an apologetic look to Marcus. "Duty calls."

I lead Max away from them and could feel Marcus' piercing stare at us when we reached the dance floor, I pulled Max's tall body closer to my body and wrapped by arms around his shoulders.

"He is so jealous." I laugh as I watch Marcus trying his best to look elsewhere, hands dug in pockets and lips tightened.
"Yeah." Max replies somewhat uneasily.

"What's wrong?".

"I had something in mind." He answered. "Follow my lead."

"Huh?".

******
Song used Love In This Club by Usher.

Max's POV

I don't know if I'm about to sin for what I was about to commit but this beauty right in front of me could not be turned down.

"Follow my lead." I whisper huskily down her ear before pushing my body closer to hers, grinding ourselves together. I grab her ass and her breathing becomes laboured as we make love on the dance floor.

"Maax.." She rubs back just as passionately.

Unable to stop, my hand cradles her head and fingers thread between her silky curls. Some sex crazed song plays on the stereo and I have no clue what it is but it's making me feel stronger..my body is humming against Liz's. She leans closer as I pull her lips in for a sweet passionate kiss and she swirls her tongue around mine. I could taste the alcohol laced on her tongue which gives me a buzz.

I wanna make love in this club.
In this club
In this club
In this club
I wanna make love in this club.
In this club
In this club
In this club

Breaking our kiss, out bodies move in sync and my lips are parted as I place open mouth kisses on her chin, jaw line under her jaw and past her throat, dangerously close to her breasts. She arches under my touch and god, I could feel her heat from those jeans.

If you wanna give me a kiss, we can keep touching like this
I know you scared baby, because you don't know what we doing.
It's ok, you can touch right here, keep doing that girl and I swear.

All I could think of was loving this angel right now, her scent ringing in my sense. My arousal pressed roughly against her tight body..

I'ma keep doing it to you non-stop.
And I don’t care, who's watching watching watching watching watching Oooooh In this club on the floor
Baby lets make love

We're practically putting a show up for everyone to see but tonight I couldn't care less. By now, I'm so weakened and I was surprised my legs didn't give away.

When the song ended, she whispered to me. "I hope he saw that."

And that's when I was reminded of what this was supposed to be.

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Chapter nine

Max's POV

"Crap" I mutter after the car I'm driving jolts to a stop.

"Looks like we have a flat tyre." One of the bodyguards said sitting in the backseat.

"Great, is there a spare tyre in the boot?" I ask hopefully. The last thing I needed was to be stuck in the middle of nowhere wearing a dollar sign on my forehead. It wouldn't be so bad if I was alone but having a very tipsy Liz accompanying us is dangerous for her.

"We'll go check."

The two guards leave the car and open the boot. Liz is helplessly looking at the window, giggling away. "Maxie, why did you stop?"

I stare into her twinkling eyes and think I had never seen something so captivating in my life.

Why didn't I notice how ethereal her eyes were before? I must have missed something during the first moment I saw her. I've seen her videos before and on music awards shows but I had no idea that Liz Parker was such an enigma. There was this whole side to her that no one really knew.

I couldn't believe it myself; I was sitting right next to that woman. The woman who I never really thought I'd get to know or understand. Heck, there's more for me to explore but right now, I know that the painted picture of Elizabeth Parker is not telling the whole story.

The sudden interruption of the boot slamming down breaks me out of my gaze. "Huh?"

"There's no spare tyre." The beefy guy said, opening the door and taking out his gun. "We need to call for help. I'll stay here while Marty calls the others."

"How long will this take?"

"About an hour."

Great, for an hour I'd be stuck with a very tipsy Liz who I was afraid might do something reckless in her intoxicated trance but another side to me kind of found the idea of being stranded with Liz with her guard down very thrilling and tempting.

"Ahem, okay."

"I'll be just standing outside for protection." The beefy guy shuts the door and takes his post.

"Maxie you neber answered ma quesshoon." Liz mocked an angry face, her voice teasing me with her innocent slurry.

She pouts and points a finger at me. Her berry painted lips looks so moist right now. "I will hit you with cotton candy!" She jabs a finger in my ribs. "You a baby bad for ignoring me."

"Huh?" I try not to laugh at how cute she sounded right then.

"Baby bad I mean bab bad boy." She mixes up her words and I shiver as she pressed her index finger to my lips. I remember the part where we almost kissed. I didn't know why I let myself give into temptation. I really wanted a taste of those luscious berry lips. I had never wanted something so much in my life. I wasn't satiated.

"Liz." I gulped as she neared me with her twinkling eyes.

**

Song used:Uptown Girls by Billy Joel.

Liz's POV

"You ruined the car." I said softly shooting a serious glance at Max. "Daddy will not like that." And I draw back, sitting in my own seat like I was before. My finger drops from his lips.

The radio begins to play Uptown Girls by Billy Joel and I look at Max with a huge grin on my face. "Oh my god, me like this song a lot!" I shriek in happiness, my smile growing wider. "Yaay!"

In a heated daze, I yell the lyrics along with the song.

She's been living in her uptown world
I bet she's never had a backstreet guy
I bet her momma never told her why
I'm gonna try for an uptown girl

She's been living in her white bread world
As long as anyone with hot blood can
And now she's looking for a downtown man
That's what I am

"And when she knows wants, She wants from her ti-iiime" I shake my head in sync towards the music. "And when she wakes up And makes up her mi-aaay-ind, Whooaaa-whooaoa-whoooa. Come on MAX SING WITH ME!"

Max just looked at me as if I’d lost it, my blurry vision never fails to portray his amazing handsome face. God, I want to kiss him and lick those lips.

"She's getting tired of her high class toys, And all her presents from her uptown boys , She's got a choice " I raise my voice a little high, shaking my head, my bouncy curls like lightening. Why won't Max join me?!

And when she's walking
She's looking so fine
And when she's talking
She'll say that she's mine

"She'll say I'm not so tough, Just because, I'm in love" He finally relents and gives me one of his goofiest grins.

With an uptown girl

"You're goofy!" I stick my tongue out, laughing.

She's been living in her white bread world
As long as anyone with hot blood can

"And now she's looking for a downtown man, That's what I am, OOh whoooaaaa whoooooa whooooa" We both raise our voices, smiling together.

Uptown girl
She's my uptown girl
You know I'm in love
With an uptown girl

*****

Max's POV

She is still singing that song as I carry her in her bedroom. After getting home, she still is singing. That woman definitely has a set of lungs I thought. She wraps her arms around me tightly and in a sing song voice she sings my name. "Maxie! You're my taxi!" she said swinging her legs back and forth, making her hard to carry.

I place her on the bed and take off her sandals. She thrusts her feet in my hands. "Massage me babe."

I take off her stockings…"Liz Parker wearing a set of stokings underneath her jeans?"

"You'll be surprised what I have underneath my jeans Maaax." She starts to unbutton her jeans; I place my hand on hers.

"Wait, what are you doing?"

"Showing you what's underneath my jeans babe now scoot." She slaps my hands away and unbuttons her jeans.

"Oh god...this is wrong." I shake my head. Liz is drunk and not herself, so not herself. I liked it when she had her guard down but this was way over the top. I didn't want to take advantage of her, not when she was so innocent and so damn sexy.

She slips out of her jeans and then removes her top to reveal a strapless t shirt bra. I'm looking at Liz with nothing on apart from her underwear and I don't know what's coming next.

"What's the matter Max? I'm not up to your standards?" Her eyes twinkle just the way I love them.

"Liz…" I turn around. My hard on is at its high peak and now wasn't the time to bury myself inside her beautiful body. I couldn't...I had to leave.

But that choice is made for me when she snuggles up behind me, pressing herself against me.

"I want you Max and I know you want me just as much."

***

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Chapter ten

Liz's POV

"Rise and shine princess."

Groaning as the sunlight hit my eyes, I roll face down onto my pillow and moan. "Shut the curtains."

"No." The adamant voice says. "Get your butt up now."

"Serena!". I rolled back and glare at her through narrow slits. "Can't you see I'm trying to sleep here."

"Liz. Get your butt out of the bed or you'll regret it." She places her hands on her hips.

Obviously she was not going to relent. "Please leave me alone?".

"Liz, you look like a right mess and you will thank me for waking you up sooner."

"Yeah right." I snuggled back into the warmth of my bed.

Serena is very persistent and pulls the comforter from my body. "OUT!".

"Serena!" I hiss, the stab of cold air piercing my skin.

"It's eleven forty in the morning and you still sleeping your ass off."

I sit up and draw my knees to my chest. That's when my head starts to hurt. "Urgh...great. Now I have a bad headache."

"YOU drank ALOT last night." Serena said.

I shake my head before slipping out of bed. Serena throws the comforter back on the bed and I almost slip but she catches me. "Careful woman."

"What the hell was I like last night?".

"Max took care of you."

I stop her from leading me to the bathroom. "Max took care of me?".

"Yeah, he brought you in and tucked you in bed like a good boy."

"I don't even remember." I mutter, squeezing my eyes shut and trying to remember last night's events.

"Because babe, you were drunk." Serena reminds me. "Next time, I'm gunna have to put a leash on you girl."

"Fuck it, I ain't a dog."

"Now ain't that the truth."

"Look, let me know what happened yeah. I just need to brush my teeth and have a shower. Wait out for me in the kitchen Ser."

"Kay." Serena said guiding me towards the bathroom before striding towards the door. "Anyway, I just wanted to say, Grandma Claudia is here and so is Ryan."

**

Max's POV

"She okay?".

"Max, I am glad you took care of her last night. I mean, if it were anyone else...they would have taken advantage of her which you didn't." Serena smiled. "You really are a gentleman."

I nodded. Last night was too close. I had lured Liz into her own bed and tried to get her to sleep, but her touching me was proving to be very distracting. It took me everything not to touch her and take things further. She was very sexy last night but drunk. I never slept with drunk women. No matter how tempting it may be.

"I did what I had to do." I shake it off. "Liz is a respectable woman and I am a respectable man."

"Huh." Serena scoffed. "I'd never thought I'd ever hear an escort say that."

I am flooded with guilt. They had no idea I was sent by Liz's ex and even I had no idea what Marcus wanted from Liz but I knew it wasn't good. One of the reasons why I stopped myself last night. It wasn't right.

"Max.." Serena waves her hands in front of me. "Earth to Max..what's wrong?".

"Nothing." I lie.

"Something is up." Serena muttered. "And Maxwell Evans, I intend to find out."

**
Liz's POV

As soon as I finish my morning routine, I throw on one of my sun dresses, tie my hair up in a lousy bun and rush down the stairs with my flip flops.

"Grandma!". I see her and wrap my arms around her from behind.

"Lizzie bear." She smiles as I hug her dearly. "How's my sweetie?".

"I've missed you." I let go and she turns around and kisses my cheek.

I love my grandma so much, she's my everything and made my childhood worthwhile. I was so happy to see here that I almost forgot about my hangover.

"You look so beautiful". She praises me. "My beautiful grandchild."

"Oh mother." My father smiled proudly. "She is after all, your son's daughter."

"Jeff, you haven't changed a bit." Grandma teases.

When Grandma and I are finally left alone, she links arms with me and we walk outside in the garden.
"So sweetie, what have you been upto since I was gone?".

"Ah nothing much." I sigh. "My friend Catherine is getting married and I'm..well maid of honor."

"Oh I heard."

"How can you not? The publicity...god..."

"I'm sorry girl but you cannot let this hurt you." Grandma repeats the same words I heard before. "Marcus isn't fit for you."

"But I love him Grandma."

"You don't Elizabeth."

Rolling my eyes, I try to think of a way to change the topic. Like my uncle Kal, grandma had never been fond of Marcus who was such a favorite among the others.

"How was your trip?".

"Very...interesting."

"Good."

"Liz, I think the most important question here is...what are you doing?".

"What do you mean?".

"I hear that you are still hung up over Marcus and you brought a man home."

"Oh so you heard."

We stop at the fountain and I look at the woman who can read me so well other then my own mom. "Okay grandma, I give. Yes, I got a guy home to impress people and make Marcus jealous."

I could never hide anything from this woman. That's why I loved her so much. I didn't feel the need to hide anything from her. I could be myself around her.

"Lizzie Lizzie Lizzie." She shakes her head. "What are you getting yourself into woman?".

"I don't know." I admit. "Maybe a bit of fun. I just....bored I guess." I kind of felt stupid as I realised what the truth was. I was trying to entertain myself. But for what? I wasn't even sure if this plan of mine would work. But it was too late to withdraw. I never leave things incomplete, she knew that and I knew that.

She takes a moment of silence to comprehend my words. "Just follow your heart Elizabeth and all will be well."

**

Max's POV

Climbing out of the swimming pool, I grab my towel and try myself off. There was nothing better then cooling off. Especially when you lived with a woman like Liz Parker.

"Max!".

I turn around when she calls my name. "Liz" I return.

She's standing there with a cute floral sundress on and she's with an old lady whose looks warm and very grandma like. "Max.." Liz brought the old woman along with her. "This is my grandma, grandma this is my friend Max."
"Boyfriend." I correct her and extend my hand for a formal handshake.

Liz tries not to look me up and down by continually looking at her grandma and smiling. "Nice to meet you Max." The old lady says and doesn't take my hand. "No need for handshake. You're just a kid to me."

"Oh." I draw my hand back and feel nervous all of a sudden.

"Nice body you got there kid, I think my granddaughter would consider it a masterpiece...don't you think Lizzie." She looks at Liz who bites her lip.

"Yeah, great body Max." To my surprise Liz openly admits. "Smoking hot."

"You're very lucky Elizabeth. This Max, seems like a very nice man."

Liz blushed. "He is grandma. Shall we go in the kitchen now?".

"Yes my dear."

Before Liz leaves, she turns and mouths at me. "We need to talk."

**