Jane's Surrender (Hard World Tour) by V.F. Mason

Author:V.F. Mason [Mason, V.F.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: V.F. Mason
Published: 2016-02-01T16:00:00+00:00

Drake

My heart almost broke from the devastating pain I saw on my sweet girl’s face, and I wanted nothing more than to hug her and take her away from it. Take her mind away from here. But as much as I wanted it, I knew she wouldn’t welcome it. Not from me anyway. She had been running around like crazy, trying to avoid me, trying to pretend I didn't exist. That our marriage didn't exist.

After her last gift to me, she did her best to ignore me, and I decided not to push her much, because it affected her work. The last thing I wanted was to make her nervous during the tour.

Besides that one moment we had after seeing each other for the first time at the ranch, and when she embraced me after I gave her the puppy, she didn't allow me to touch her. She kept on repeating her request for a divorce, so I had to reassure her somehow.

I didn't want to lose her, which was fucking funny, because maybe I didn’t have her in the first place.

I tried to find her first when she ran away from me in Vegas. Then I tried to ask her to meet me, but she refused. I tried phone calls, but that was a dead end.

I tried fucking everything, but she seemed convinced our marriage was a mistake.

“I’ll talk to her,” Ariel said, put her hand back on her stomach, and was about to stand up, when I stopped her gently with my hand.

“Let me?”

She hesitated for a second, but nodded. No one else voiced an objection. Not that I would have listened to them anyway. Without saying anything else, I slowly made my way to the studio, which was about five minutes away from the bus. For some reason, I had no doubt she was there; she needed her music when she was upset.

I’ve learned a lot of things about her in recent months. She liked her coffee with milk and sugar. She tended to lose her smile when no one was looking. She used music to heal her soul and drums to enjoy her happiness.

How she always followed Jeremy with her eyes anytime he was in the room, and how that made me want to smash his head on the table.

I opened the door carefully to the studio, and sure enough, she was there sitting at the piano, playing a song I didn’t recognize.

She was creating then. I closed the door quietly, and she didn't even sense I was in the room. Her eyes were closed, her head back, her fingers moving effortlessly on the keyboard, and her spine was straight.

God, but she was beautiful. I couldn't help but stare at her, appreciate everything about her. My cock stirred inside my pants, and I mentally had to ask it to downplay its game. My body’s reaction was a constant thing in her presence, and given the fact I went without for more than two years, that one night with her wasn't enough at all.

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