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Chapter Twelve

Charlotte

I could have gone to bed like I wanted, but I refuse to let Rose have any alone time with my man. Not after last time. So, naturally, I'm dressed to impress in his preferred color: black, paired with towering heels. It's the perfect ensemble for crushing her hopes, to be honest. Completing the look, I apply his favorite red lipstick to my lips and style my hair in a vintage manner.

 Completing the look, I apply his favorite red lipstick to my lips and style my hair in a vintage manner

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" I'm going to have a hard-on all during dinner. " Marilyn groans from behind. 

Chuckling, I reply, "Keep it

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Chuckling, I reply, "Keep it. Then we can skip the foreplay when we get back to the room."

"But I enjoy foreplay," he pouts. "How else do I get to touch your boobs?"

I shake my head and roll my eyes. "You can touch them whenever you want, Manson... It's kind of in the relationship agreement."

Feeling his large hands slide from behind to cup my breasts, I giggle and lean back into his body. These are the moments I truly enjoy. Now we have to leave our little bubble and be social.

Eww.

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Chateau Marmont

As we stroll past the paparazzi, who hurl questions at us, Marilyn switches into full-on protective boyfriend mode. He smiles politely for the cameras, securely tucking me into his side.

"Marilyn, Charlotte, look over here!"

I turn my gaze towards the cameras, offering a smile, then glance up at Marilyn, who's smiling back down at me.

"Marilyn, are you happy?"

"Very," he replies, his eyes locked on mine.

"How does it feel being with a man who labels himself the antichrist?"

Turning towards the cameras, I quip, "It's amazing, just like his dick," before turning back to Marilyn.

A surprised laugh escapes him, and he leans down to plant a sweet kiss on my lips. I rise on my toes to meet him halfway, the camera flashes going wild. After the kiss, he decides we've entertained enough questions and guides me inside.

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