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"I'm sorry but I didn't want to bother you, and I had it under control. However, as for our current issue, I have decided to get ahead of the story. We should call a trustworthy news publication and show a united family to the world." He was tapping his foot on the ground, deep in thought.

"That should work. It would be great PR, and we get to dictate the public discussion about our family."

"I like it when you say our family." He came to me and kissed me softly on my lips.

"You are my family. We have a family together, so let's defend it. When do we do this?"

"Today. It's currently noon. I'll call The California Watch and have them meet us here. A live broadcast would be better than a written interview. Are you up for this?"

"I'm ready for anything. If that's the case, I have to change it into something that would make a statement. Should we show Alfred in this interview?"

"No…the internet…"

"I know. I'll follow your lead." I gave him a quick kiss and rushed back to my room. I had to look presentable for this interview. Nothing too flashy or dull. Instead, something that would garner attention, praise, and respect. I went through my wardrobe till I found a dark blue sleeveless dress with silver highlights. I had bought it for a special occasion, and there was no time like now. I donned the dress and went through the tedious process of styling my hair and doing simple but classy makeup look. When I was done, a different woman was staring back at me in the mirror.

The diamond studded gold bangles clinking on my wrist added dimension to my look. I feared I might have done too much. "Crystal, you've been in there a long time. Are you ready? They are here." Lorenzo was just outside my door.

I walked confidently to the door and opened it. The color of my dress matched his suit. I could imagine us looking like a debonair couple on air. He whistled as he gazed at me. "Like what you see, gentleman?" I twirled, showing him the full dress.

"I love it. You are going to steal the show. Let's go show the world who you are." Remembering my lessons for our time in London, I linked my hands through his and watched elegantly with him to his study.

The curtains of the study were closed; the only source of light was from the ring lights of the journalists’ equipment. Three seats were arranged at the center of the room - two were together, meant for us, while the third was for the journalist. The journalist, Omar, welcomed us and showed us to our seats. The camera people focused on us, although we weren't live. I feared public opinion. The internet was a vicious place. Lorenzo squeezed my hand in comfort.

Omar took his seat and addressed us, "We'll be leaving in a short while." After that, someone started counting down from ten. When they were done, Omar faced the camera, smiled, and introduced us. It was weird talking to a camera as if it were human, but I knew people were watching. I managed a reserved smile and leaned into Lorenzo; the right body language was essential.

"Let's start with you first, Ms. Goldwyn. What's the nature of your relationship with Mr. Rosii." A layered question, I thought.

"He and I are currently in a relationship, and we are happy together." I smiled at Lorenzo who returned it. The key to answering a journalist's questions was to not overshare. Keep it simple – and brief.

Omar was nodding, looking invested in what I said. The next questions were harder; Lorenzo and I took turns answering, confirming some rumors, and denying others. Explaining the complexities of our relationship with regards to Alfred was difficult, so I offered a white lie, saying that Lorenzo and I were on and off for a while, which resulted in Alfred. Not exactly a lie. It was also fortunate that our issue in court was not available for public scrutiny. The interview went on for a while longer, with a series of other questions. When we were done, we escorted the crew out of the house.

Immediately after the door closed, I sighed. "We just have to wait and see how this plays out. But you were amazing; in fact, from my experience, you were near perfect. The public will love this. Just wait and see."

"So, you're saying I'm not perfect?" I trapped him against the door and rubbed my knees up his thigh to his crotch.

"I was wrong. You're perfect in every sense of the word." He pulled me higher, making me feel the heat from his erect member. I loved how quickly his body reacted to my ministrations. "I've been wanting to get you out of this dress." He kissed my neck then trailed several to my bosom.

"Oh, Lorenzo…yes" My legs left the ground and went around his waist. I hugged him tight and kissed him. All the pent-up tension and thrill of the day made me almost feral. He responded in kind, gripping my ass through my dress. "To the room. Now!"

We stopped kissing to allow him go up the stairs. I took that opportunity to take off his tie and unbutton his shirt. We went into his room, and he dropped me on the bed. We bounced on the mattress and resumed kissing. He threw off every piece of clothing left. He helped me out of my panties while kissing every inch of skin his hands touched.

He took me to the window; a thin net covering obscured the view from outside. He made me lean against the window and went on his knees. I was aglow with anticipation. Arching my back to give him easier access, I let his warm tongue march inside me. I shivered, my eyes rolling in ecstasy.

My legs were getting weaker the faster and harder he went into me. "Please, inside me. I need you." I pleaded, whining as he held me in place, eating me out. He stood and slapped my ass with his length. The familiar member made my body stand at attention. There was a stool just by the window. I placed my leg on it and pushed my ass against his arousal. He took the hint and slid into me without hesitation.

He knew my body well. The way he squeezed my breasts and thrust into me did wonders to my mind. We had to be careful not to make loud sounds, but the rhythm of our bodies did not stop. I squeezed him inside me, feeling the throb and pulse of his length. My mind was fascinated by the inward and outward strokes of his movements. His right hand left one boob and went down to my wetness. He pinched, then rubbed and flicked on it. That set me off. I brought his head to my face and kissed him so hard that he groaned in pain. His lips muffled my cry of pleasure.

I wasn't done with him yet. I led him to an armless chair. I made him sit and then climbed on top of him. Taking him fully inside me, I held his gaze as I rode him. I made sure he sucked on my nipples as I increased my pace. I could feel him tensing his muscles. He was about to come.

"Oh, Crystal!" Abruptly, he flipped me over and plunged so deep inside that I could feel his balls. A warm current made me come a second time. Whatever this was, I wanted it again. "You will be the end of me."

"I'm all you'll ever need." I kissed his sweaty face as an incomprehensible feeling flooded my heart.

Chapter 26

LORENZO

Theinterviewwasasuccess. The news about my relationship with Crystal took off. Whatever the blogs put out after that didn't matter as we had made a statement. I saw#DreamCouple was trendingonline. I was pleased to see how well things were going. When it came to the issue with the paparazzi, the police were able to get the blog to delete the videos, and I no longer had to worry about that anymore. There was no scandal.

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