Harmonizing Hearts (Darkest Symphony #1)

10. Chapter 10 Emma

A s I step out of the car and approach SMD Studios, my heart races with a mix of anticipation and apprehension. Today is a big day, a chance to promote the upcoming album and showcase the incredible talent of Darkest Symphony. But little did I know, the storm of emotions awaiting me outside would overshadow everything else.

The moment I step onto the sidewalk, a wave of chaos engulfs me. Flashing cameras blind my vision, and the clamor of voices echoes in my ears. The paparazzi swarm around me, their invasive questions piercing the air. My bodyguards swiftly encircle me, forming a shield against the onslaught. Confused and disoriented, I turn to Luke, “The hell is happening?” Desperation is coloring my voice.

“You haven’t watched yesterday’s interview, haven’t you?” His voice is calm but stern. “Jax admitted publicly that he’s taken and he loves you.”

The revelation leaves me breathless, a mix of joy and disbelief washing over me. Amidst the chaos, I find myself struggling to process the magnitude of Jax’s words. He loves me, and he’s unafraid to proclaim it to the world. The realization is overwhelming, and tears gather in my eyes, threatening to spill over. In a world where love has often felt elusive and fleeting, Jax’s confession pierces through the uncertainty, offering a glimmer of hope.

When he asked me to move in with him I thought he was crazy. It’s way too soon, but somehow the excitement rushed through me. But alongside the joy, doubt creeps in like a whispering shadow. Can I trust his words? Will he stand by his declaration or is this just another fleeting moment of passion, destined to fade away like so many others in my past? The fear of heartbreak claws at my heart, reminding me of the vulnerability that comes with opening oneself up to love.

As I make my way through the swarm of paparazzi, a whirlwind of emotions swirl within me. I’m torn between wanting to celebrate this newfound declaration of love and the lingering wounds of my past. Can I find the strength to allow our love to grow, or will the scars of the past prove too deep to overcome?

Meetings and phone calls keep me busy all day but the truth is I try to avoid everyone.

Angel bursts into my office, and sits in front of me. “I need you to fill me with details.”

“About?” I ask while finishing writing an email.

Silence.

I look over the screen of my laptop, “Well?”

She dramatically rolls her eyes, “Come on, Em, you’re in a relationship with Jax and haven’t said a word to me. Me?” She pokes her chest. “That’s illegal, I thought I was your best friend.”

Letting my back rest against my chair I can’t help but smile, “And you are, Angel, it’s just all of this is so new I’m not sure how to react.”

“Shout from the rooftop?” she suggests with a grin. “We’re talking about Jax. What did they describe him as, a sinful god?”

I can’t help but laugh, “When I read the comment to him, he blushed. He was so cute."

“A taken god.” She grins. “So what’s next?”

“Moving in,” I nonchalantly say.

“Say what?” Her eyes get bigger, “And you say it like that? Like oh, I need to buy groceries and move in with my boyfriend.”

I cover my face with my hands laughing my heart out, “You’re cracking me up.”

“Okay, we have a ritual here when these big moments happen and we won’t take a no for an answer.” She pauses to check her cell phone, “We’re going to help you move.”

“We?” I ask confused.

“Me and Matthew, the security team, the band.” She holds her fingers out, “This marks a new bet on who’ll be the next to take the plunge since you and Jax are pretty much settled.”

“A bet? Come on, Angel!” I cry. “Plus I have tons of stuff to move, Angel and you have the babies home, I can’t ask that much.”

“That’s what babysitters are for.” She shrugs. I admire Angel, she’s a force of nature. Between her busy schedule and travels she manages to find a balance and be there for everyone.

“Thank you.”

“That’s what family is for.” She winks at me. “Have you seen Darkest Symphony’s social media reach?”

“They’re going amazing and each of them are keeping up with the schedule.” I’m proud of them, it’s not easy to reply to every comment and engage with everyone. “I was thinking of a live home studio tour with a Q&A.”

“Absolutely, but not today.” She peers at her watch, “You have a meeting in twenty with a new singer.”

I cock a brow at her, “You’re kidding.”

She shakes her head, “Luke is waiting for you.”

“Jesus Christ, Angel, I’m not prepared for it. I shouldn’t be at work either.” I whine while switching off my laptop.

“It’s just a meet up, collect some info and that’s it.” Her amused voice makes me peer at her. The hell is that? “Come on sweets, you’ll be late.”

Taking my bag, Angel drags out the office and almost kicks me out. She’s up for something. Not sure what but when she plays mysterious it drives me insane. Luke and another guy wait for me in the hall and walks me to the car.

The ride toward the coast is silent and thoughts swarm back. Jax recorded the interview days before my arrival from Italy. He’s getting out of a comfort zone and he does it for me. Not a relationship kind of guy? The sweet part of him is amazing. I smile while taking out my cell phone and typing a text to him.

Me: I miss you.

Jax: Me too, baby, can’t wait to see you.

Me: Last meeting and I should be home in two hours.

Jax: Have you thought about it?

Me: Maybe.

Jax: Care to share?

Me: Not yet.

Jax: You little tease! It’s not a no though.

When Luke pulls over in front of a gate my eyes snaps at him. “Where are we?”

He kills the engine, gets out of the car and opens my car door, “I’ve been told to bring you here, and…” He shows me a blindfold.

I take a step back. “No freaking way, Luke.”

“I’ll be here, Em, come on time is ticking.” He motions me to turn around.

My senses are on high alert. I’ve been blindfolded before but I knew what was waiting for me. Now though, I’m scared.

The noise of the gate opening makes me jump, and I cling to Luke’s arm. I hear him chuckle and I playfully slap his arm. “Three little steps,” he instructs.

My heels tick on the floor and we step in. Luke moves away and Jax cologne tickles my nostrils right away. My heart hammers in my chest, the anticipation building up. What is he up to? “Can I take it off?” I ask but no one replies. My voice echoes around me. “Come on, Jax, I know you’re here.”

“You’re irresistible,” his voice behind me makes me spin around. “But no, you can’t take it off, not yet.”

“Why?” My voice is barely a whisper.

“I want you to imagine something for me.” He spins me around, my back against his chest. I’m feeling hot already as he kisses me over the vein on my neck, “You’re my life Em.”

I lick my lips and relax, lulled by his voice.

“Here is where I want to watch movies, kiss you, fuck you senseless and enjoy our life.”

His words reach my core right away. “Babe…”

“This will be our home, the one I want to build with you.” He kisses my neck again, “Where I want to grow old with you.”

Breathing seems difficult, I try to talk but no words come out.

Jax moves away and takes the blindfold off. I blink a few times before locking eyes with him. “I love you, baby girl.”

I kiss him because it seems words are stuck on the tip of my tongue. My heart flutters at his words. They hit more than the one I read during the interview he had.

When he detaches from my lips, the flickers in his eyes make him even more sexy. “Fancy an imaginary tour of our house.”

I peer around before my gaze lands on him again, “Our house? I thought I’ll move in in the penthouse.”

“The penthouse is rented for a month, Em, until this is ready.” He pulls my chin up and perks at my lips.

“But… How? When? I mean…” I stumble in my words, triggering his laugh.

Jackson takes my hand and drags me in the middle of this big open space. “The kitchen will go there and the kitchen island is my choice,” I haven’t missed the smirk before he points to the left. The big windows face a garden and a patio on the side. “Here we’ll have the couch, TV and whatever else you may need.” My attention is focused on the two wall windows that look over the bay. The ocean waves’ crush can be heard from here. He drags me in another room — my office, then his soundproofed studio, and a few more rooms I can’t remember what he said about. Our bedroom is the biggest room I’ve ever seen, and the view is breathtaking. “Chris and Luke have installed the security cameras and the private beach has access only from here.”

“Jackson this place is…is…” I bite my lower lip to hold the tears that threaten to spill.

“Ours.” He hugs me from behind. “If you want it.”

“You have my heart, Jax.” Please don’t break it, I silently add because this time I won’t survive it.

“The most precious thing I own in my whole life.” He smiles pulling me closer, “I want to give you the moon, baby.”

“Hmm, what if I want something else?” It takes him one look to get my words. In the last period we took it easy. Talked a lot and had a lot of sex but it seems it’s never enough for me. I want more of him and the delicious orgasms he makes me have. Am I having a dick addiction? Most definitely.

“Mine,” is the only thing I hear before he consumes me in a passionate, burning kiss. He walks me backward until my back hits the wall. His body presses against mine, igniting a powerful desire in me. He leaves my mouth, his lips brushing over my neck as his hands pull my dress up.

“Spread your legs, baby girl,” he groans as my hands fumble with his belt. I do as I’m told, while he nibbles to my shoulder, biting my already erected nipples through the fabric of my dress. The moan that leaves my mouth seems surreal as echoes in the empty house. His digits find my clit making my head spin. The feelings are so intense that it takes me over the edge. Jax drops on his knees, his tongue flicks over my bundle of nerves while my head flop back. The more he teases me the more my orgasm looms closer. My hands reach down, pulling at his hair.

“Let it go, baby.” His words blank my mind, erasing all my control over my body. I’m riding the high wave when he picks me up, walk me in the kitchen and makes me seat on the kitchen island.

“Dress off.” He orders before pulling off his T-shirt, “I’m not done with you.” He folds it and places it behind my head but I don’t lean back. Wrapping my legs around him I keep him in place. Sticking my tongue out I lick his chest while his hand rakes in my hair, and then tug it. I’m melting from inside under his gaze. Grinding against his manhood makes him groan. I open his jeans and grab his hard marble cock. Feeling his fingers sink in me, I buckle my hips against his cock but he grabs my wrist. I let go of his delicious dick. Jax takes the other wrist and makes me lay backward pinning them above my head.

“So fucking gorgeous and edible.” His hands travel down my body while the fingertips trace my features. My body is burning while the cold marble helps me to stay focused on him. When he grabs my ankles and helps me put my feet on the island too, I feel so exposed and open for him. The anticipation of what’s going to happen makes my blood rush in my veins. Feeling his cock at my opening makes me move toward the edge, allowing him more access.

“Such a good little girl.” He praises, “Tell me Em, do you want it rough and fast or deep and slow?”

“Both, Daddy.” It’s been a while since we had a proper scene — not that I miss it. Jax is the perfect lover and brings me up all the time but I know he’s trying to calm his dominant side and now I don’t want to.

His eyes lock with mine while he brushes over my opening, “Such a greedy little slut. Is my cock you want, Em?”

“Please,” my voice is a mere whisper while he pushes inside me. My body tenses for a second at his thickness but then relaxes. His hips rocks me sending me miles away, losing myself in the feeling of being loved and fucked mercilessly. The deeper he pushes the more the noises of his speedy breaths and thrusts seem so far away.

“Fuck, baby.” I feel him skirt away from my private heaven when he pushes out and leans to kiss me, “I don’t have a condom.” He grumbles while jerking over me. The spurts lands on my stomach while he flops his head back, the blissful relief rushes over him.

I don’t think I’ve ever seen something more sexy than this in my whole life. I can’t help but stare at his beauty while he finishes to please himself over me. His eyes lock with mine as I let my fingers collect the sperm and then lick it off. I can see his eyes darken even more when I show his seed in my mouth before swallowing it.

“Christ, you sexy vixen.” He kisses me before shoving his cock so deep into me that I forget to breathe. The pumps get faster and deeper. I can’t help but cry out his name while I come harder than ever, gushing over his cock. The peace envelops me, as his caresses brings me back.

I blink a few times as my foggy numbness fades away.

“Hi, baby.” He kisses me softly, helping me to sit. “Little sips,” he opens a bottle of water and hands it to me. Looking at the floor and his jeans, I blush, shame creeps on me. Jax cups my chin and forces me to look at him, “I don’t want to see that look.”

“But I…your jeans…the floor.” I stammer.

His smile gets bigger. “I fucking loved it, Em, thank you.”

Jax kisses me and then uses his jeans to dry the mess I’ve made. I haven’t squirted often and when I did it wasn’t as intense as it was today. I get off the kitchen island and wear back my dress while he throws his jeans and goes outside.

As I take a deep breath and allow myself to be enveloped by the warmth of this space, a glimmer of hope flickers within me. Love is a journey, one that is fraught with challenges and uncertainties. And though the road ahead may be paved with obstacles, I’m willing to take that leap of faith, to embrace the love that Jax has offered and see where it leads us. For in this moment, as I stand in the midst of conflicting emotions, one truth shines through—I love him.