"There were 3 of them I was really close to," she says nonchalantly.

"Wait!" I stop her. "You were a social media celebrity for 2 years and you had 3 boyfriends within that period?" Somehow, I want to punch these 3 boys right in their pretty face.

She laughs. "I'm not a celebrity. Just an influencer, Ethan."

"Whatever," I mumble.

She giggles. "They are not my boyfriends. We were good friends. We met during some project, we dated and had holidays together. They were touchy. Umm... okay, we kissed," she says quickly. I'm going to vomit.

"But nothing, Ethan. It was teenage hormones. When the project was over, we were busy with our own new projects. The distance grew, and we lost contact. The one who was heartbroken is the fans who shipped us." She smiles at me sweetly, as if her smile can help to soothe my anger. It helps, by the way.

"Are you still in contact with them?"

She shakes her head. "Not really. 2 of them are in Europe right now. One in LA."

"Not really?" I raise an eyebrow.

"I never met those 2 in Europe and had no contact even before I quit from my celebrity life. The last one was working with me on my last project. I didn't know that would be my last project, by the way," she laughs, but I'm far from laughing right now.

"We still kept in touch after I came back to Julian Town for a while, but we lost contact some year ago. And we met each other again here."

"Here?"

"Yes, here in LA."

I frown. Madeline met me on her first day in LA, and a few days later, she starts working for me. Who the bastard stole her time from me? "What is his name?"

"Braden Starck."

Fuck me! I come to her and kiss her senseless. She moans under me. "You still have feelings for him, Sweetness?" I whisper in her mouth and kiss her senseless without waiting for her to answer. I feel like I'm a caveman and need to mark my woman.

She pulls back breathlessly. "No, Ethan."

"I saw you laugh with him on your desk last time. What did he do in Hall building?"

"He came to my desk to pick some presents from Meredith. Meredith just came back from her tour and bought some small souvenirs for her friends. Braden is one of them. She knew Braden was having a project in Hall HQ. She asked him to pick up the gift from me. That's all."

"She did that on purpose?"

Madeline shrugs and looks at anywhere but me.

"She wants you to reunite with the fucker? He is a notorious playboy. Everyone knows it. I thought she was your best friend and wanted the best for you. Obviously Starck is a terrible choice."

"No, Ethan!"

My eyes widen. Is she defending him now? I'm going to send this fucker to Antartica.

"I mean... yes, she did that on purpose. But no, not for Braden to reunite with me, but to open your eyes! At that time, you were so stupid! Remember? I was so desperate to make you talk to me again."

Oh.. I can't help it. I grin like a fool. And I make a mental note to send a present for Meredith. She knows I'm a better choice for Madeline. The best one, I might add.

"Ethan stupid Hall" she says under her breath and pushes me back, but I'm still grinning. "Sit back, Ethan!" she commands. I lean back to my current position, but my grin still there. I can't help a happy feeling inside my heart.

"My turn," she says and gulps all her wine. I am alert now. The next one must have something to do with yesterday, from the way she violently finished her wine. I brace myself for her question.

"If you have to choose from your past women... who will you choose as your girlfriend now?"

Huh?

"No one. I choose you."

"Exclude me!"

"oh... hmm... no one."

"Ethan!" She narrows her eyes at me.

"I told you, I didn't plan to have any girlfriend. You've changed me. I told you this, right?"

"I... um..."

"No one, Sweetness. Okay, let me tell you this. Before my father's accident, I was looking for the one like any other normal person in this world. So, when things didn't work like I expect, I tell the girl and we become friends. Like me and Chelsea. I had another 2 woman, they were girl at that time, whom I closed with. After my father's accident, I was so busy with The Hall, and the woman was..." I sigh. "I know it's wrong, but they were just there to warm my bed. They were there to be my date in some events. Nothing's more. I never make some effort to te to know them or to care about their feelings. It was clear right from the beginning to not expect anything from me. Sarah was the one who asked them to be my date. I told Sarah the name, she called them, they said yes. The car picked them and picked me afterwards because I don't want to wait for them to get ready. In the event, the press took some pictures. They got exposure. I got..." I stop.

She raises an eyebrow.

"I got a woman in my bed" my voice is small. I'm still looking at her, brace myself for her reaction.

She looks away and blinks for a while and back at me. "Who are they?"

"Who?"

"You said there were 2 women after Chelsea and before your father's accident."

"Oh.. Anastasia Love Sterling, Katherine Dale."

"Anastasia Love Sterling, the designer?"

I nod.

"Katherine Dale the heiress from Dale and Harrison Group?"

I nod again.

"Jeez, Ethan. All of them is an heiress and very beautiful ones!"

I shrug. When your family is one of the richest family in the world, your life will automatically fall to this kind of circle I guess. "I didn't say I only dated 3 women before my dad's accident. But the 3 of them were the one that I dated more than once, and more serious. Well, you can say they were my girlfriends, but we were teenagers. Nothing too serious."

"You still keep contact with them?"

"Not that often. But I always invited them to our charity. This time, somehow, the 3 of them couldn't come. Stasia was busy with the Paris Fashion Week, Kate was in the Bahamas, she said yesterday was her boyfriend's birthday, I joked at her about she chose to celebrate her boyfriend's birthday rather than feed the poor. Today she replied to my message with the picture of her hand with an enormous ring on her ring finger. You can see the texts by yourself if you want. Oh, as for Stasia, she told me she will get married next year and asked me to go to French for her wedding. I said yes, and I told her I will introduce my girlfriend to her."

Madeline blushes and I smile. "We're good?" She bites her lips and nods. I can see her lips twitch up.

"Um.. What about Geneva?" she asks. Her eyes look at me deeply, I can see her shoulders stiff, her eyes guards. She tries to appear relaxed, but I know she's far from that. Geneva... She's the one from yesterday.

But why? Geneva was another woman I dated after my father's death. Yes, we came to the event more than once. But she just in my bed once. I felt nothing for her. Especially after we fucked she wailed at me, asked me to stay for the night and told me she would like to visit my house and Helen at Julian Town. and I clearly said no to her and told her it's just sex. The next event she asked me to go with her, I said yes because that was the premiere of her father's movie with Hall production. But I sent her to her apartment afterwards. Told her rather coldly that nothing will happen between us. The other 2 dates with her were the same. But she is smart enough not to invite me to her apartment. I thought we were clear.

"4 dates in total. First one we had, um... sex," I say carefully, because I can see Madeline's erratic breath. "The second, third and fourth I g. I swear I sent her to her apartment. Nothing happened. I went home alone." She still stares at me with the same worry face, so I add, "still soft if you ask me." I shrug and she laughs a little, but her face still guards.

"She means nothing to me, Sweetness. We never contact except for the events that I came as her date, or for her father's movie. That's all. She kept initiating for another date outside the events or her father's premiere movie, but I never agreed to any of them. The kiss she gave me in the office last time. I didn't expect it. She always like that before, every time she saw me wherever we were, she always peck me on the lips. I didn't care back then since I was single. I didn't expect she wouldn kiss me when I introduced her to you. People know you are my girlfriend, and I'm sure she also knows. In the elevator, I told her to not kiss me again since I'm not single anymore. You trust me, right?" I don't tell Madeline that when I told Geneva to not touch or kiss me anymore, she said that she thought Madeline was just another woman to warm my bed. I almost throttle her, because she said it like Madeline is a low-class woman. Geneva didn't realize why I never go to bed with her anymore. After the first time we had sex, the next morning she came to my office, strolled like a queen, dismissed Sarah like she was her maid, and acted like my girlfriend.

She is not a queen.

I hate people who treat other people like they are lower than them.

Not my girlfriend.

So there is a big no in my brain about Geneva. But her father is one of the best director nowadays, I respect him. So, I'm trying my best to civilize with his only daughter.

Madeline looks deeply into my eyes and nods slowly, her breath slowly back to normal. She comes to me and kisses me thoroughly, like she is relieved at my answer. What the fuck did Geneva say to her?

"I love you, Sweetness," I whisper to her, our mouths still devouring each other. Madeline takes the wine bottle from my back. She pushes me and stands up. "I remember you say you want to drink wine, Mr. Hall?" She asks me seductively. Madeline stands in front of me, naked wet body, holding a bottle of wine. She looks like a goddess.

She pours the wine into her chest. The wine rolls down to her breast, flat tummy, belly button, and goes down to her pussy. I'm done.

Madeline Parker, I'm yours...