Chapter 334. Paul and Madison: 11

Paul’s POV

I had the best night of sleep of my life. I had built the Great Wall of China out of pillows in between us because I didn’t want Madison to feel uncomfortable sleeping in the same bed together.

“That really isn’t necessary, Paul,” she had giggled. I insisted on making her feel comfortable.

There is an obvious reason the Great Wall isn’t made of pillows. It is not structurally sound. By the morning, all the pillows are missing. Madison and I are entwined with each other, like we are interconnected puzzle pieces. I woke up first and tried to pull away from her, to no avail. Her beautiful red hair is fanned out across my chest, and her leg is hooked around mine, as she purrs softly in her sleep. She looks so sweet and innocent as she lies there. How can anyone do what her father did to her? He will never touch her again. I will die before