Chapter 28: Baby Naomi
Madison King had everything a girl of eighteen could possibly want. For starters there was her bank account, which was in the millions. She owned not one car but three, a Mercedes, a Porsche, and a Bentley. She had a walk-in closet the size of most people's living rooms that was overflowing with designer clothes and shoes, not to mention a safe with millions of dollars worth of jewelry in it. It seemed there was no material possession that was out of her reach and she knew it.
Then of course there were her looks. She was stunning and even if her over inflated ego made her oblivious to her beauty, the world around her would have quickly reminded her. Perfect skin, perfect bone structure, perfect hair and the perfect body. There wasn't a single flaw on her and she knew it.
If that wasn't enough she was also loved and adored by everyone. Being the only child, she was worshipped by her parents her whole life. There was nothing on god's green earth they wouldn't give their princess weather it be a shiny new toy or all the love they could offer. Not only did they love and spoil her but they respected her as well, always treating her like an adult and listening to her opinion. Her parents weren't alone in their adoration, the whole word seemed to want to be either her best friend or her lover. Men and women alike hung on her every word just dying to eat up the fabulousness that was her. Rock stars, movie stars, and royalty would offer anything just to spend one evening with her. The world was hers and she knew it.
Madison King had all of this and yet she was not satisfied. Not by a long shot.
Standing out on her balcony she took in the to die for view with a disgruntled sneer. She was living in a posh townhouse in the most exciting city in the world but it could have been the ghetto for all she cared. Madison hated New York and she resented being there. Not four months ago she could have come and gone as she pleased, jetted off to where ever the hell she wanted to go but no more. Now she was stuck in this miserable city like some sort of prisoner.
With a dramatic huff she stomped off the terrace and back into her bedroom. Throwing herself down onto her four poster bed Madison looked up at the ceiling and cursed the gods that put her in this position. Then as she did a thousand times before since arriving in this city, she thought back to what brought her here and the person she use to be.
At the tender ago of fourteen, she had been sitting in a cafe in London with her parents when the man who would become her agent approached her. Madison had had a happy childhood and seemed to have a promising future to look forward to. Her Father Anderson King worked for the United Nations and her mother Regina Pendlton King was a famous litigator who came from old money. When the man asked if young Madison would ever consider modeling, they were flattered but it wasn't exactly what they pictured for their only child. However Madison was intrigued by the offer and could easily picture herself living the glamorous life of a model. After all she always knew she was beautiful, it made sense that she should benefit from her good looks financially.
Somehow Madison was able to talk her parents into letting her take the job and it was only a matter of weeks before she was traveling around the world and embarking on her new life. While it was fun living in exotic places and being around exciting people it wasn't all fun and games. Modeling proved to be hard work and it was difficult being away from her family. She was young and it was hard to stay up all night and get up early to be ready for the cameras. One of the other models turned her on to speed just at the point where her career started to take off.
Shortly after she graced her first cover of Vogue, the industry dubbed her "Baby Naomi" because of her strong resemblance to super model Naomi Campbell. Madison didn't mind it, after all Cindy Crawford had been nicknamed "Baby Gia" thanks to her resemblance to the late supermodel and it didn't hurt her career any. Besides it gave her reason to play up her diva act. Still in her early teens and she was one of the best paid and most sought after models in the business and she knew it. She had no problem making demands and treating people anyway she wanted.
By the time she was sixteen Madison moved from speed to heroin. It didn't seem that big a deal seeing as everyone around her was doing the same thing. Her parents would call from home and warn her to slow down but she just brushed aside their parental concern and moved on to the next party. She didn't care what they or anyone else thought about her. She was Madison fucking King and she could do whatever the hell she wanted.
Unfortunately this wasn't the case as she quickly learned one night after an accidental overdose. After passing out in a friends house in Madrid she was rushed to the hospital where she woke up two days later to find her life completely turned upside down. The press had gotten wind of the incident and quickly exposed her drug problem. Her parents flew in to be by their daughters bedside. After a few days of them pampering her they made it clear that she was going to rehab to sort out her problem. Madison insisted that she didn't have a drug problem, all the models did it. That of course happened to be the worst possible thing she could have said because then and there her parents decided that their only child would no longer model.
She was distraught with their decision but she figured if she could just get clean in rehab they would see she was fine. Then they would let her have her way as they always did and she would return to modeling. However when Madison's four months at 'Promises' was up her parents made it clear that they wouldn't budge on their decision. They picked her up from the clinic and announced that they were moving to New York City.
So here she was, sitting in her luxurious bedroom suite bored and worse yet bitter. Madison couldn't believe how stubborn her parents were being about this. The only reason she had gotten sober to begin with was so she could convince them she could handle modeling again. Now she was stuck here with them, monitoring her every move and phone calls. It was a nightmare.
Madison pulled herself up from the bed and headed towards the bathroom to soak in her tub and think up a plan of action. Just as she reached the doorway however a familiar voice made her ears perk up. A slow smile of recognition spread across her pretty face as she left the room and walked to the top of the staircase. Peering down she spied and sure enough there he was.
"Oh Simon I'm so glad to see you!" Her mother cheerily greeted him with a warm, enthusiastic hug. "I know Madison will be thrilled to see you. I know she's been missing all her old friends."
Madison sneered at her mothers display and the way her father practically hugged him as well. They LOVED Simon, always had seeing as he was a Bristow. She knew her parents secretly wished she would marry into that family. Ever since they were kids her mother was always dropping hints that Simon was the perfect candidate for marriage. Wealthy, polite and a solid reputation. If they only knew...
Acquaintance's since preschool Simon was a good friend and a sometimes 'lover'. To the outside world they appeared to casually date when in reality in was more of an arrangement. By appearing to be together it freed them up to persue...other interests. Namely other partners. Since Simon was very much in the closet and had every intention of staying there he was the perfect beard for Madison who liked experimenting with men and more often than not women. Sure she'd fuck the occasional guy but frankly girls had always been a hell of a lot more interesting to her.
She could just picture the look on her parents faces when she told them she was a dyke. Her father would probably have a heart attack and she didn't even want to imagine what her mother would do. That was another reason she hated her new living arrangements. When Madison was modeling she was free to screw whomever she wanted but now that she was once again living under her parents roof it was back to boring heterosexual sex. Yawn.
Looking up Simon's dark eyes met Madison's deep brown one's. He winked at her over her mothers shoulder as she pulled him into one final hug. Deciding she would at last rescue him from her parents she called out "hello Simon. Are you here to see mummy or me?"
"Well I haven't decided yet" he replied with a cheeky smile.
"Oh well Regina and I have to get going" her father announced. "We're having dinner with the Cortrights. You'll be all right won't you Madison?"
She rolled her eyes and sighed. Not a year ago she was jetting off across the world on her own, doing whatever she pleased and now she couldn't even stay home by herself without it becoming an issue. "I'll be fine daddy. You two have fun."
As they finally left Simon climbed the steps. "Hello Naomi" he greeted her when he reached the top with a kiss on her cheek. He always insisted on calling her Naomi and it never occurred to her to tell him not to. Pulling away he asked with a secretive grin "so where are you hiding the gin?"
She smiled as she took his hand and led him back to her room. Immediately she went to her desk and opened the secret compartment in the bottom where sure enough a bottle of booze was discreetly hidden. Madison handed it over to her friend who leered at her "some things never change.
"No kidding" she sighed. "You still can kiss parental ass better than anyone I've seen."
He shrugged as he laid back on her bed "lots of practice. So how was Promises? Meet any celebrities?"
"Ben Affleck" she replied not bothering to hide the boredom in her voice. "He hit on me...again. It was complete bullshit not to mention utterly useless. I should have refused to go."
"Let me guess, Anderson and Regina are still refusing to let you model?"
"Of course!" She exclaimed as she jumped up and started to pace. "They won't even consider letting me do the spring shows, instead they are forcing me to live here like some sort of convict. Not to mention they've enrolled me in high school. HIGH SCHOOL! Can you fucking believe it?!"
"Just settle down kitten" Simon advised as he took another swig of his bottle. "It could be so much worse."
"Oh really?"
"Yes, for starters they could have shipped you off to the same god forsaken shit hole in Minnesota my parents put me in after my 'incident'. At least you got to hang out in sunny California and not in hicksville USA in the dead of winter."
Madison remembered back nearly two years ago when Simon overdosed while screwing some runway model. It hadn't been pretty and neither was his parents reaction when they found out. Hard to say what the Bristow's were angrier about, the drugs or the naked guy in their son's bed. Needless to say both incidents had been stowed away in the closet with all the other family skeletons.
Now she knew he had a point, things could be worse, but it didn't make her feel any less bitter about her situation. Sitting down beside him Madison huffed "you can't honestly tell me you like living here under your parents thumb?"
"Sure what's not to like? Lots of available boys, the culture, the parties..." Reaching into his jacket he pulled out a vile of coke "lots of available drugs."
As he shook the substance in her face Madison almost started to drool. "Bastard, you know I can't. They're practically having me tested every other day to make sure I'm not using."
He put the drug back in his pocket. "Don't worry, that will stop after a couple of months once they've seen what a well adjusted young women you're turning into." Simon placed his arm around her shoulder as he continued "now true Manchester might not be as glamorous as hanging out in Paris all afternoon but it has some benefits. I'm sure there's lots of things you can find to amuse yourself."
Madison eyed him wearily, she had a feeling where this conversation was going. "This wouldn't happen to do this that bizzaro thing you were babbling about on the phone would it?"
"Possibly"
"A challenge?"
"That's right"
She sighed as she leaned back on the bed and rested on her elbows. "Okay then lets hear it."
Simon waited a beat before announcing "Sebastian Valmont and Kathryn Merteuil."
Madison wrinkled her nose clearly unimpressed "who?"
"Oh come on surely you've heard on the last names before. They're Manhattan royalty."
She shrugged "mother might have mentioned them before. Anyway who cares? If I haven't heard of them before, they clearly aren't anyone important. Why should I bother?"
"Because they ARE important around here and since it does appear that you are going to be around for at least a little while they should concern you."
Madison was still unconvinced and bored by the whole setup but she felt compelled to play along anyway. "Okay so who are they?"
"Merteuil, she's from old money. Parents are divorced, her mother Tiffani is a black widow. On marriage number three to Edward Valmont, real-estate tycoon. Now Kathryn she takes after dear old mom, a black widow in every sense of the word. Beautiful, cunning, and dangerous. She has the whole of Manhattan believing she's a complete saint, meanwhile she fucking and snorting her way up and down Park Avenue. A real piece of work that one."
"Hmm, sounds like someone else I know" she teased.
"Yes" he sighed "trust me the similarities haven't gone unnoticed."
Grinning Madison asked "tell me is she as attractive as you?"
Simon nodded "I dare say even more so. Dark silky hair, green eyes, and a tight petite little body." Tracing a finger down her jaw line he went on "I imagine she's exactly your type. Tight ass, perfect tits, and the softest little pink pussy these eyes have ever seen."
Her own eyes widened as he whispered this to her. "You don't mean...you fucked her?!"
"Guilty" he replied loving the shocked look on his friends face. "Even I couldn't resist."
Madison was shocked but she wasn't sure why. At this point nothing should really surprise her when it comes to Simon. Now very much intrigued she asked "what about the guy, Valmont?"
"Well he's her equal in every way. Just as manipulative and cunning, not to mention quite the brutal streak. It also doesn't hurt that he's exceptionally pretty. Blond hair, blue eyes, and lips that could make any gay man drool. I'm surprised you haven't already heard of Sebastian, his rep alone is legendary. He's fucked most of the east coast, not to mention several of your model friends I presume. Yes Valmont can have every girl except the one he wants most...his sister."
Once again he managed to shock her. "His sister" she parroted back. "Well, well that is quite kinky. And how does sis feel about him?"
"Oh I imagine she's as hot for him as he is for her but she knows all her power lies in withholding what they both want. I tell you Naomi I've never seen anything like it, the bond between the two of them. They totally mind fuck each other, trample all over one anothers lives and then the next day all is forgiven. One would almost think they were in love or something."
"Hmm" Madison mused "I bet I could make it so they never came near each other again. Turn then against each other and break there bond forever."
"Better yet destroy them both." Leaning forward he whispered seductively in her ear "stab one and watch the other one bleed. Show them how the game is really played."
While she was most definitely interested at this point she couldn't help but be curious. "Tell me Simon what's in this for you?"
"Amusement and well, you know I never much liked competition."
"Well then..."
"Yes?"
"It looks like I have my challenge."
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