In Bed with the Rockstar (With the Rockstar #2) (rockstar romance series) by Ana W. Fawkes

Slader. He could
feel the stare cutting through him. She almost made him feel vulnerable, which
was part of the reason he took her to the cabin. If Slader was going to give
in, he couldn’t do it anywhere else.
    “I want to know everything,”
Jessica said. “You kidnapped me here... you... my cell phone...”
    “Jessica,” Slader said.
    He stepped towards the bed and
Jessica turned her head. Slader froze. That She looked away. Just like
before... always looking away. Looking away until it was time to leave.
    Slader closed his eyes and
swallowed enough pain that would have killed a normal man. But he wasn’t a
normal man. He was a billionaire rockstar, and that meant he controlled
everything, including himself. All it took was a second to shut it all down, and
just like that Jessica became just another woman... even if his heart wanted to
believe she was the woman...

 
    Go away, fly, feel free.
    I won’t watch, you won’t care,
will you?
    The heavy hand comes down.
    Count once.
    Count twice.
    Count to three for the darkness.
    The day becomes night without
the command of routine.
    Just go and fly away. It’s what
we’re all meant to do.

.14.
     
    Jessica sat on the bed, her body
still tingling from the feeling of Slader inside her. When she had woken and
saw him recording, playing, being the rockstar he was, she realized that he was
a man so dark and deep with pain it would take a lifetime to figure him out. A
lifetime she was willing to give and a lifetime she was willing to share.
    But now he stared at her with an
empty set of eyes.
    “I needed you here,” Slader said.
“I needed you to trust me and I needed to know the truth.”
    “You read my messages,” Jessica
said. “You wanted to know how I felt... so you found out.”
    “You’re hurt,” Slader said. “You’re
mad at me. You feel I’m not good enough.”
    “Nobody said such words,” Jessica
said. “You’re making things up.”
    “Then what is it, Jessica? What is
it you see?”
    Jessica looked at Slader. What did
she see? Someone so powerful, so beautiful. Someone so heartbreaking yet
heartbroken. Someone so hidden.
    “What’s it like then?” Jessica
asked. “The life. All the stuff that happens...”
    “Are you talking about music?”
    “Not just the music,” Jessica said.
“But the life. The rooms with the parties. The drinking. The drugs. The women.”
    “That’s your interest?”
    “I didn’t say that. I’m asking you.
I want to know everything, Slader.”
    “I create to give life to those who
don’t have life,” Slader said. “I touch you Jessica to make sure you’re alive
and so am I. But it doesn’t seem to feel that way right now. You’re questioning
everything which, in turn, is questioning my trust. Our trust.”
    “I found the cell phone, Slader,”
Jessica said. “What am I supposed to do?”
    Slader put his head back and let
out a growl. “This is why... this is how it happens. They take us apart,
Jessica. They tear at us. They hurt us. They want us to walk away.”
    “Who is they?” Jessica asked.
    “The fucking world,” Slader said.
“And if that’s what it wants... then leave me... leave me again...”
    Slader backed up to the door and
opened it. He stood and stared at Jessica. She moved from the bed to her feet.
Each step she took became a defining moment. In her heart she felt it. Her
feelings for Slader were love, but to take on a billionaire rockstar, to take
on all this...
    “You want me to leave?” Jessica
asked.
    “The world does,” Slader said. “So,
fine. It can win one. I can suffer again. I’ll create and wait for death.”
    Jessica walked to the door. Her
intentions weren’t to leave. She could never leave Slader. She could stay and
push him. She could stay and submit to him over and over.
    “Wait,” Slader whispered.
    He took Jessica’s left hand and
placed it to his chest.
    “You go this time,” Slader said,
“you’re taking this with you...” Slader curled