Maxon lowered his head into the crook of my neck, breathing hard he mumbled, "Maybe she'll go away."

"Or just come in. She might even faint if she sees us."

"If she faints can we pick back up where we left off?"

I hit his chest lightly. "Maxon Scheave."

"America Singer." He mocked before pressing a kiss to my nose. He pulled himself off of me but I kept my legs locked around is waist. His eyes flashed with the heat from before. "My dear, knock that off this instant."

I raised an eyebrow at my dear he does know that means war. "Make me, Majesty." I pulled myself upright with my abs, not an easy feat, and tangled my hands in his hair.

"You're asking for it." He growled playfully.

I bit down on his lip and pulled, almost hard enough to hurt. When I let go a couple droplets of blood formed on the light surface. I made sure to establish eye contact before I licked it up and started to suck on it.

His eyes closed and he shuttered. "Damn it, America, I'm trying to calm down."

I smirked, "I love it when you curse."

He rolled his eyes by before he can respond May knocked again, "Ames?" I had almost forgotten about her.

I glared over Maxon's shoulder at the door. "She hates me."

Maxon guided me to the ground. "She loves you and is probably worried about you. They haven't seen you since the fight."

I pouted up at him. He chuckled silently then bent down and fixed my dress. It was oddly intimate. When he returned to his upright position I fixed his hair and tie. He ran his hands through my own hair, attempting to tame it.

"How do I look?"

His thumb came up and played with my undoubtably swollen lip. "Sexy/"

I rolled my eyes at him. "Not helping Maxon. They're totally gonna know what we were doing." I groaned but went to open my door.

May and Kenna stood on the other side. Kenna took one look at Maxon and I and started laughing. "I hope we aren't interrupting anything."

I blushed. "No. we were just talking."

"Right. Might wanna straighten up before Mom gets here." She gave a pointed look towards the bed that's ruffled state help the evidence of our kiss.

"What's so funny?" May asked.

"Your sister is just getting used to the arrangements." Maxon piped in. His excuse didn't make any sense but my sister barely registered the words coming out of his mouth.

She was starstruck. "Your Majesty." She curtsied and Kenna did the same.

"Please there's no need to do that." Maxon started kindly. "We'll be family soon enough."

I walked over to him and kissed his check. I was so happy. And I told him.

He curled his fingers under my chin and stroke my face lightly with his thumb. "Good. Thats all I want."

I was about to kiss him again when May sighed loudly. We looked over at her and she had a dreamy look on her face. "It's like a movie. You guys are perfect together. I bet it was so easy falling in love with each other."

Maxon and I both started to laugh. "Easy? No. Worth it?" Maxon looked over at me. "Every bit."

I bit my lip and Maxon's eyes went a shade darker. I knew no one else would catch it, but it wasn't for anyone else.

"You guys are sickening." Kenna teased.

The door opened and in came my mom and Gared. Mom froze when she saw Maxon but he didn't even give her time to curtsy before he was up and wrapping her in his arms. He was whispering something to her and whatever it was, my mom had tears in her eyes as he pulled away.

"Your Majesty—"

"Please, call me Maxon."

"Maxon, I don't know what to say."

"You don't have to say anything. I just wanted to thank you." Mom nods.

Maxon turns to me but instead of coming and sitting back down I see a flash of nervousness.

"Kenna, I hope to meet your family soon, America has told me all about them, but now I need to speak with my father about a few things."

His father. oh no. Will he get punished for proposing to me?

I stand up to except his goodbye kiss but instead grab his arm and pull him to the side of the room. I wrap him in a hug. "Your father?"

I know he can hear the fear in my voice when his arms tighten around me. "I'll be fine, America."

I pull back so I can look into his eyes. "But what if you're not?" I whisper without moving my lips. No one could know this secret. I would take it to my grave.

"I will be."

"But—"

"He'll be back, America. He's going to a different part of the building not New Asia." I ignore Kenna's ignorant comment. She didn't realize the danger of him going to his father.

"Hey," Maxon shock me slightly to get my attention. "I'm just planning on talking."

I nodded. "On one condition."

Maxon thought it over before giving a slight nod.

"If it does happen, you come to me. Let me help you."

Maxon gave me a small smile before kissing my head. "I promise." He whispered against my skin. I watched him leave and tried not to look as scared as I was. I focused on my family that I hadn't seen in a while and waited for his return. I knew I needed to prepare myself. Because no matter what Maxon was planning on, he wasn't coming back without being whipped.