Part 10 - The Artist

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*Katherine's POV*

The Gold Experience Era...

It's been about 2 years since I moved into Paisely Park with him, I don't say his name because that's not his name anymore. He changed it. Let me catch you up to speed...

Things with Warner Bros. only got worse, he wants to break contract but they're being bitter about it. So he changed his name to his symbol I asked about 2 years ago, clever I think. He also writes the word slave on his cheek, its started a whole feud with them but I trust that he knows what he's doing. But his poor staff around Paisely Park don't know what to call him. They're all now scared of him in case they call him something wrong and get fired.

Me you ask? What do I call him? Well ever since he proposed to me six months ago I either call him fiancé or I don't call him anything at all, I just talk to him. Speaking of the proposal, it was beautiful. We went back to my home town to see my mother, he planned a special dinner in my favourite places to go which is a park in the centre of the town. It's surrounded by beautiful gardens and a big beautiful Lake, he invited all my friends and other family. Then suddenly everyone went quiet and I turned around and he was on one knee in front of me, it was a moment I'll remember for the rest of my life. Even my mother was crying.

Now that you're all caught up...

"Girl, what you thinking about?" My wonderful Fiancé asks me.

I prop myself up on my elbow and look down at him with a smile

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I prop myself up on my elbow and look down at him with a smile.

"Just how everything has changed over the last couple of years." I sigh.

He smiles, reaching up and pushing some of my hair behind my ear.

"It's been a wild few years hasn't it? But we haven't changed." He says.

"No. We're still the same, only you've put a ring on me now." I smirk holding up my left hand.

He smirks back.

"That's right, I should have done that ages ago." He admits.

Aw, he's going soft on me.

"Are you getting all gooey on me?" I tease.

He frowns and turns away from me.

"No." He scoffs.

"Aww I think you are." I rest my head on his shoulder.

"I think the hell not. Get off me." He says.

I laugh at his change of behaviour. Instead I wrap my arms around his slim waist, teasing him is fun.

"Why? Don't you wanna lay here with me?" I pout.

"No. You're annoying." He scoffs.

"Is that so?" I whisper in his ear as I run my hand up his bare thigh.

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