Temptation 2

24 - madden

After going over lines with Hero for a few hours, I decided to get my bikini on, lather myself in tanning oil and lay out in the backyard on the lawn chair. One of our chef's made me a Pina Coloda (with alcohol) and I read A Violent Season by Sara Walters. Hero stayed inside, finished some of his work, took a shower and then a nap before we had to go over to the studio for the interview.

After reading a few chapters, I check my phone and see many notifications lighting up my screen. I unlock my phone and open Instagram to one of the tags and a video starts playing. The caption reads:

HERO TOMLIN, CAUGHT WITH FUTURE WIFE, MADDEN FITZ HAVING PUBLIC SEX

Is that my boob?! I go through more tags, seeing different views of the video, in some, you can see us fully naked, in others you can just see us making out. The videos are clearly taken last night in our backyard. My heart starts racing, I feel my chest constricting. I place my hand over my heart, my phone now laying on the ground, with the video on repeat. The chef comes out that instant looking to see if I want anything to eat but notices me having an anxiety attack. She sits down in front of me, "Miss Fitz, what can I do for you?" Her voice is calm, but I can barely hear her. The sounds of my heart beating and my shortness of breath toning out everything around me. I vaguely hear her say that she is going to get Mr. Tomlin before she gets up and walks away. My lungs feel like they are shrinking. Minutes later, I feel Hero's large palm on my shoulder and then he is in front of me. Hero's mouth is moving in front of me, and I can't hear what he's saying but then I watch Hero's hand moving with his chest. He takes my hand off my chest and motions my hand with his, I slowly start following his chest and can catch my breath. My hands in Hero's, I can finally hear his voice now that my breathing has slowed. "Baby girl, it's okay. I'm here. We're here, in the backyard. You can breathe. You feel my hands, don't you?" I nod in response. "Good baby girl." He places my hands down on the lawn chair flat. He touches the tip of my nose, "Do you feel that?" I nod. He continues to touch parts of my body, asking me if I can feel him. I nod yes, each time. He places his hand over my heart, feeling the intensity of my heartbeat. He then takes my hands and put them over my head to help clear my airways. I take deep breathes and finally, my breathing feels normal.

Hero moves behind me, and I lay on his bare chest. "Tell me what brought this on." I pick my phone up and hand it to him. The screen automatically locked, so Hero unlocks it. Immediately, he's watching the video that I last watched. I can feel him stiffen under me. "This is last night." He states. "How?" He asks but doesn't expect an answer. Hero lifts me off his chest, asks me to follow him inside and starts closing the curtains and blinds in the living room. Hero is frantic. His face is burning red, he won't look me in the eyes. Once he's got all the privacy he can in the house, he shut himself in his office. I stand in the middle of the living room for a few minutes, waiting to see what Hero does. Hoping he'd text me or come get me, but minutes have passed, and Hero hasn't come to get me. Clearly, he needs time, so I head up to our room, turn my phone on airplane mode so I don't receive any notifications and play music throughout the bathroom. Closing the bathroom door behind me, so that music doesn't irritate Hero and then I strip from my bikini and go into the shower. Closing my eyes, the warm water runs over my head. I try to ignore the fact that the whole world is now seeing my naked body everywhere, and that Hero's dick has been plastered all over the internet. Oh god, I am Kim Kardashian level now. I rub my face and open my eyes and that's when I hear the door swing open. I turn to see Hero, but instead am met with a familiar and unfriendly face.

In the doorway, Adam stands, shoulders square and the nastiest smirk plastered on his face. "Hello darling." Chills spreading through my body. I turn the shower off and open the door. Grabbing the towel hanging on the wall and wrap it on my body. "What the fuck are you doing here?" Without taking my eyes off him, I take one of Hero's dirty t-shirts off the floor and throw it over me. My hair drips down onto the t-shirt and my soaking body sticks to the shirt. "It was you, wasn't it?" I ask him. He takes a step closer to me, but I don't move. "You're looking healthier since the last time I saw you darling." "Answer me." I stand my ground. I won't shrivel to this man again. "Yes, Madden it was me. Nice little porno for the world to see. My son's packing; just like his father." I scoff and break out into laughter. He takes another step closer to me, now just arm's length from me. He slaps me but I don't flinch, I turn my head back to him. "Get the fuck out of my house." He's the one laughing now, "Your house? You don't make a dime." He turns his back and I quickly swipe my phone off the counter and turn off airplane mode. I hit Hero's name on speed dial and place my phone face down on the bathroom counter before he turns to me again. In his hand, he now has a knife. "Been hiding that all along Adam? You know, you have to go to prison to learn how to shove things up your ass, but I guess you had lots of practice with Trey fucking your asshole his entire life." He grits his teeth, "Shut up you little slut." He slaps me again, looking for me to shrink but I just turn my head to him again and flash him a bloody smile. "Once again, get the fuck out of my house." "You know sweetheart. Where is my son? It's time I visit him." "Right here," Hero's voices bounce off the walls in the bathroom. His tone strong and angry. Adam turns around giving me a chance to grab my phone, I hung up the call I had with Hero and dial 9-1-1. I keep the phone in my hands while Adam talks with Hero. I back up to the countertop, and quietly open the cabinet door. Hero watches me but speaks with Adam. "You think you can come into my home, threaten, and touch my girlfriend without consequences?" "Son, I've been lurking around for days. Hiding out in your pool house. Thanks for the porn, I was needing a release. Hero's face stays straight but I feel like I'm going to vomit.

I reach into the cabinet while Hero keeps Adam occupied and grab the hidden box underneath the sink. I open the box, grab the loaded gun just as Adam pulls a gun from his back pocket and points it directly at Hero. I stand on my feet, turn off the safety and press it up to the back of Adam's head. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." Adam keeps his gone-on Hero and I push the gun further into his head. "Sweetheart, even if you shoot me. I will pull this trigger just as fast, -and he'll be dead. Then you will be all alone again." Hero shakes his head at me and asks me to put the gun down. I hesitate a moment, but I don't listen to Hero. Instead, I push the gun into Adam's head and calmly but aggressively shout at him, "Turn the gun on me. You want him to hurt right, then do it." Adam's laughter is evil and sinister as he turns to face me. Hero is losing his cool, telling Adam to face him again but Adam knows I'm right. "The thing is Adam; you are not getting out of here. Even if you kill me, the cops are already on their way here. You'll be in jail for the rest of your life. I'll give up my life just for that because knowing you are rotting in a prison cell for the rest of your life will bring me peace. You will be no harm to Hero, and I can die happy." I turn the gun on me, pushing against my temple. "Madden," Hero tries to take a step to me but Adam won't let him through. I turn my eyes on Hero, "Get out of here." He shakes his head at me.

The front door swings open downstairs, and we hear multiple footsteps and people shouting down the hallway; "Police!" Adam's head shakes and in an instant, I watch him turn the gun on himself and places the end directly against his forehead.

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Hero hands are on my cheeks. His words getting through, "Baby girl. Hey, you are okay. Look at me." Confusion hits me. I put my hands on top of Hero's then go to rub my eyes, but he stops my hands from touching my eyes. "I got it," he says. He uses a white washcloth from the bathroom to wipe my face. Once he's done, I see the rag in his hands. Spots of blood cover the washcloth. "What's going on?" Hero kisses my forehead and swoops me up in his arms. I look around the bathroom and that's when I see Adam's body lying face down on the bathroom floor, blood puddled around his head. My hands cover my mouth and I look at Hero, "I'm going to be sick," I announce and Hero places my feet back on the floor. I bend over and vomit into our bathtub. Hero rubs my back, waits for me to finish and helps me walk out of the bathroom. Our home is swarmed with policeman, S.W.A.T and others. The t-shirt I am wearing is covered in blood. In the living room, as Hero guides me out to the garage, an officer stops us. "Do you have another item of clothing to wear? I am going to need that shirt for evidence." Hero goes to the laundry room and brings back panties, a sweatshirt, and a pair of leggings for me. I start stripping down in front of everyone. Hero tries to block me, people turn their heads and when I'm fully dressed, I hand the t-shirt to the man. Hero takes my hand and walks us to the garage and into the blacked-out Range Rover. He walks around the car, talking to his security team and joins me in the driver's seat.

Hero looks over at me, squeezes my hand and then puts the car in reverse. We drive a few miles until we end up at a hotel. The security guards followed closely behind and the paparazzi behind them. Hero pulls up to the front of the hotel, then runs around to the passenger side. He opens my door and takes my hand, helping me step out. "I got you," he whispers in my ear. Hero places his hands on my waist and walks behind me as we make our way into the hotel. The security guards keep the paparazzi at bay on our way in and they keep them out of the building. Hero checks us in, and we make our way up to the penthouse suit. As soon as he opens the door, I rush into the bathroom, open the toilet seat, and throw up. Hero takes my hair in his hands to keep it away from my face. I lay my arm on the seat and my head on top of my arm once I'm done. I sit there for a few minutes before Hero lifts me, undresses me, and helps me in the shower. I sit on the shower floor, letting the water rinse away the day in silence.