A/N: This filler chapter is the beginning of the turning point in this story. It focuses on Jacques and Tiana. The title pretty much tells you that already. The chapter also feature flashbacks with some very mature content so this chapter is stamped with an M-rating. I will have the chapter after this one up soon. I'm still working on it.

Disclaimer : I do not own Disney or Princess And The Frog. Simply my characters. Enjoy.

Thrill Of It All II:

The Anniversary

Today was supposed to be like most days, but it wasn't. Today was the anniversary of Tiana's death. The death of her friendships, hopes, dreams, her entire life. It was like this every year. She would sit in silence in the bathroom and cry before sucking it up and going on with her day.

But this year she was going to try something different. And that was sitting at the vanity table going through her precious jewelry box. It was one of the many wedding gifts she received from her husband. A beautiful piece that was handed down from ancestors as early as the seventeenth century. She remembered Jacques giving it to her three days before their wedding. A time when he was still a gentleman...

'Oh its beautiful, but I can't keep it. It looks expensive,' a fifteen year old Tiana said softly.

'Darling, it's one of the many gifts you'll be receiving from me," an 18 year old Jacques gently pushed the jewelry box back over to his fiancee. 'It's an heirloom that has been in my family since the seventeenth century.'

'Really?' Tiana was surprised. 'No one has ever given me anything like...what if I break it?' she shook her head as she pushed the box back over to him. 'No really Jacques. It's too important to your family.'

But Jacques placed his hand over hers while staring into her eyes. 'Our family.'

She blushed at the way he was looking at her.

'In three days we will be husband and wife,' he smiled at her.

She lightly bit on the bottom of her lip and listened on.

'Luis Montriuel, a man of French and Spanish descent gave this box to his wife, an Italian mulatto named Gabreilla Montrueil as a wedding gift in 1687. It supposedly gives the bride and groom much luck throughout their marriage and lives. They had thirteen children together and all lived long and fruitful lives,' he explained.

Tiana frowned. 'Thirteen children? And fruitful?'

Jacques laughed. 'There were twelve boys and one girl. All the boys passed for white except for the daughter. She had her mother's mocha skin colour and married a free coloured politician man named Thomas Gordon before settling in Lyon, a city in France. She passed the box down to her daughter who did the same with her daughter and so and on until a Montrueil son took ownership of it once it was passed down to him. Which he eventually passed it down to his daughter who left it to my grandfather who passed it to my father who was suppose to give it me," he explained.

She smiled. 'But your grandfather passed it to you,"

He shook his head. 'My grandmother gave it to me before she died. And advised that I give it to my wife as a wedding present.'

'But shouldn't you wait until...' she suddenly grew uncomfortable at the reality she would eventually face.

Jacques laughed. 'Passing it down to our son or daughter? I find it more appropriate if I gave it to you as a wedding gift. You will be a Montreuil wife who will pass the box down to one of our children someday."

'Children...' Tiana didn't want to think about having any kids at the moment.

'Darling it's going to happen,' he said, gently rubbing his thumb over her hand. 'A product of us.'

She saw how sincere he was and felt at ease, for the moment...that was until his lips covered hers. She closed her eyes just as he pulled away with lust in his eyes, a look that terrified her.

'I look forward to the day we become husband and wife,' he said and kissed her hand as a gentleman.

...

But of course he was beginning to show his true colours during the reception when he banned her from ever seeing her friends due to them not making as much money. And of course the day went completely down hill after that...

...

Tiana was the first to go inside the backseat of the expensive car feeling with a cold feeling throughout her body. This was it. She was officially someone's wife. A Montreuil wife. Every coloured woman's dream.

'Finally!' Jacques exclaimed just as the door closed. He looked over at his young bride who nervously looked down her hands, unknowingly playing with the large diamond ring on her finger.

He sensed her nervousness and scooted over to her, taking her hand. 'Tiana darling?'

'Yea?' she asked softly.

He shook his head and cupped her chin with his hand for her to look directly at him. 'It's yes and you don't have to be shy with me. I am your husband.'

Tiana looked into Jacques hazel blue orbs and saw sincerity behind them, or at least she thought he was being sincere.

Jacques pulled his hand from her chin to caress her face. 'So beautiful...how did I get so lucky to marry the girl of my dreams?'

Tiana closed her eyes, suppressing her tears and thinking, *How did I get so unlucky?*she thought and just about gasped when she felt his lips on the corner of her mouth. She heard him laugh.

'You need to relax. I won't bite,' he said with a smile.

*There's that look he's giving me again,* Tiana thought of his lustful gaze. Its been coming more often as their wedding date was approaching. She even saw it while they were exchanging their vows.

The car stopped and soon the car door was opened.

Jacques got out and helped her out.

'Welcome home, darling,'

Tiana was about to look around when Jacques swooped her into his arms, carrying her in the threshold.

'Welcome home to the newlyweds!' Florence welcomed them.

'Hello Florence.' Jacques said, putting down his wife. 'Tiana, this is our help Florence. She is like a mother to me and soon for you once you two get better acquainted.'

'I know who Tiny Tia is...,' Florence said in humour. 'She's definitely not so tiny anymore.'

Tiana was about to respond to the woman, but was interrupted.

'You can go on home for the day,' Jacques told the woman.

'Thank y'all. And Tiana...' the maid said.

'Yea...I mean, yes?' she corrected herself.

'Relax,' she winked at her before leaving.

Jacques made sure that the doors were locked before placing his hands on Tiana's hips and kissing her neck. 'Finally, we have privacy.'

Tiana felt the shivers go down her spine and yelped when she was back in her husband's arms in bridal style.

"Let's go upstairs."

Once they made it upstairs Tiana was in complete awestruck at how beautiful their bedroom was. Jacques noticed. "I had everything set up to your linking."

She frowned in confusion. "Set up to my liking?"

"Yes," he walked over to her, wrapping an arm around her. 'We'll talk about that later...,' he pressed his lips onto hers for a kiss, quickly deepening it it.

But the move was too fast for Tiana to keep up, 'No wait...' she saw a beautiful night gown that she and her mother saw at a boutique the other day. 'I would like change into some comfortable clothes please?'

Jacques groaned in annoyance, kissing her neck. 'I've waited for this moment since the day I saw you, Tiana. I won't wait any longer.' He skillfully unzipped the back of her dress until it fell into a pool on the floor. He stared at her slender yet curvaceous figure and immediately grew aroused. 'Soft, dark, beautiful skin,' he got down on his knees to kiss her abdomen and thighs.

Tiana's heart raced at the gentleness of his kisses and felt her knees buckle.

'Beautiful...,' he pulled down her undergarment and kissed her most private area.

'Jacques...,' Tiana was surprised by his actions and lost her balance and fell back onto the bed with Jacques falling beside her. She closed her eyes.

Jacques snorted, caressing her face. 'Are you nervous?'

She nodded. 'I've-I've never done this before,' she stuttered as his hand ran over her breasts.

'You've never kissed a man before me?' he asked, his hand running down on her abs.

She shook her head. 'No, and I've never gone beyond that.'

He shrugged. 'What does that have to do with me?'

She saw that he didn't care and got even more nervous. 'I've never had sex...I'm a virgin!'

'So?' He blinked.

Her stomach felt like they were tied in knots at his heartless expression. 'But-But I've never-

'I know what virgins are,' Jacques cut her off. 'I've never had a virgin so you're going to have to bare with me.'

'Bare with you?' she sat up covering and was very offended. 'Well if I'm gonna have to bare with it then you'll gonna have to wait..ah!'

Jacques pushed her back on the bed. 'Like hell I'll wait for you any longer,' he glared at her. 'Do you have any idea how long I waited for you?' he shook his head and ripped the bra from her. 'You belong to me now, and whenever I want you you will obey.'

Tiana tried getting up but was pinned down. 'Let me go!'

'Not until I get what I want, darling,' he unbuttoned his trousers with one hand while holding her hands down with the other. 'I have to remind you early on who's the husband here!'

Tears ran down Tiana's face as she watched him undress before her. Her eyes widen when she saw his full endowed penis and closed her eyes.

He chuckled at her expression. 'Impressed?' And opened her legs. 'I've been waiting a long time for you.' He stuck a finger inside of her and pulled out. 'Good enough' and replaced his finger with his erect penis, slowly pushing himself into her.

Tiana squeezed her eyes shut at the fullness and what felt like a burning and ripping sensation. The pressure was too much as she whimpered when he was finally inside.

"So tight," he slowly pulled out and then swiftly thrust forward.

Tiana's eyes shot open as she screamed at the top of her lungs when she felt all of him inside her for the first time. She felt as if she was ripped in half by his quick and forceful actions.

'Get off please!' she cried and coughed. 'It's hurts! Please stop!'

Jacques ignored her and kept at it as hard and fast as he could, panting. "Oh Tiana yes..." he moaned.

Tears ran down her cheeks as she pleaded for him to stop until she couldn't handle anymore of the burning, stabbing and her lower abdominal was now cramping.

Jacques kept at it for several more minutes until he stopped and breathed in her ear. "You're mine." and filled himself inside of her.

Tears streamed down her face as the painful pulses of her husband's semen entered her body and she didn't know what hurt worse. The thought disappeared when Jacques collapsed on top of her. Though she would now feel warm liquid underneath her.

...

Tiana hugged herself at the thought of that night, and as much as she tried to convince herself that things would get better, it only got worse. No matter how good he treated her sometimes, she could never get over the pain he caused her for most of it. The pain he still causes to this day.

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"Darling I'm home!" Jacques came in with a large bouquet of wild flowers with different shades and set them on the coffee table.

Florence walked in. "Oh, good evening, Jacques. How was ya trip?"

"It was another success," he walked over to her, annoyed. "Where is my wife?"

,"Upstairs. She's getting ready for bed," said the maid.

"Well there goes our anniversary dinner," he said.

"Why don't you go on upstairs and see her?" she suggested with a smile. "She mentioned missing you."

He returned the smile. "What would I do without you Florence?" he kissed her on the cheek before jogging up the stairs. He opened the door to see his wife brushing her hair. She was the most beautiful woman in the world and he knew it. And even when other men stared in awe of her he knew that she was his and only his to have.

"Darling, I'm home," he announced.

Tiana stopped brushing her hair when she heard her husband. She closed her eyes when she felt his lips touching her cheek.

"Happy anniversary," he handed her the flowers.

"Thank you," she took the bouquet. "They're beautiful," And stood up to put them in a vase that stood by one of the windows. "I hope they could fit in."

"I'm sure that they can," he watched her walk in her silk night gown. "I cannot tell you enough how beautiful you are"

"Thank you," she said, with Naveen on her mind.

"Are you in the mood for dinner?" he asked, wrapping his arms around her.

"What for?" she asked, noticing his possessive hold.

"For our anniversary woman!" He let her go. "Or did you forget about that?"

"How can I?" she closed her eyes again. Entering a marriage and immediately hating her husband. The one man who broke her spirit in every way, shape and form. The one man who took everything that meant the world to her...except for Daniel. Jacques might've been the reason for her to leave the only love of her life but Daniel, the one and only person who she loves was all she had.

"It was the happiest day of my life," he admitted, letting her go. "To trade in my bachelor card for the best girl in the Crescent City."

Tiana rolled her eyes.

He laughed. "My feisty little wife. Even you will admit that I gave all that up haven't I?"

"I wouldn't know..." she said.

"Oh come on, Tiana. We will not have any fights on our anniversary." He kept his temper in check. It was all he could do with her for now. "Do you not love me?"

She remained silent.

He sighed, growing frustrated. "I still have a lot to prove don't I? Even after I promise to never physically hurt you? Jesus Christ, Tiana it's been almost three years since I've last struck you."

"But the hurt is still there Jacques!" She looked at him. "You have no idea how much pain I've endured in your hands" she was so angry that tears welled in her eyes. "I've tried forgetting but every time I lay under you I can't help but to remember those other times when it was painful...," she sighed, hugging herself. "I can't even feel happy for our anniversary because even that was painful for me. The night you took my virginity I thought that I was going to die because it hurt so bad. So much that...and there was so much blood..."

"Dammit Tiana why do you have to ruin this day for us?" Jacques asked, hurt himself. "Yes I wasn't the best husband then but I believe that I'm a good enough one now. I don't go to Mona anymore and I've apologized enough to even make a convicted murderer go free..." he sat on the bed with both his hands covering his face.

Tiana looked back at her husband and felt little bad for him. He was right when it came to trying to do right by her some of the time, but to constantly look back and remember the dark side of him. A side that would cause her to spend days in her bedroom to hide any bruises. And it gotten so bad that her mental health was once at stake. But it eventually had it's light and that was her son Daniel.

So with a sigh she went over to her husband and sat beside him, placing her hand on his lap. "But you did give me Daniel. Our son, who is a product of us. And I'm grateful for that."

"A product of a one sided marriage," he added, looking back at her.

"I love our family, Jacques. Its a beautiful one and I...I wouldn't trade it for the world." she ran her fingers through his hair and was slightly caught off guard when he rested his head on her lap.

"I love you, Tiana. I know its hard to believe that after all I've done to you but I've never loved another woman as much as I loved you..."

"So you loved another woman before?" she asked.

"Not in love but cared deeply." he admitted, raising up to gaze at his wife. "I already told you that you're the only woman I've ever fell in love with. You are my dream girl, my darling," he leaned over to kiss her and was disappointed when she turned her head away. He frowned and stood up.

"Where are you going?" she asked.

"Out." he slammed the door behind him.

Tiana wanted to believe him, but couldn't. As much as she wished to melt right into his arms while giving him the relief by telling him that she was his one and only, she couldn't look past all the women he's been with. That includes the ones he's currently hiding. Then there was him being neglectful towards Daniel and the guilt gifts. Not once did he mention his birthday or asked his whereabouts. She could bet that there was an amazing present awaiting in the den. She wondered what it was this time?

Then there were the beatings, the blackmailing and miscarriages, several where she didn't bother telling him. Then when it came to sleeping with him it took all the imagination in the world for her to get through them. Naveen kissing, sucking and teasing all made the sessions very pleasurable for her. Of course she was careful to never slip out the wrong name while she climaxed. And when he tells her how much he loves her, she would sometimes say it back, forgetting that it was her husband who actually said it. And when he said it again to her tonight she couldn't find it in her heart to say it back. It hurt him, but what about all the other times when he hurt her?

She could never love Jacques Montriuel and in her heart she believed that Jacques knew this as well.

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Jacques downed another shot whiskey with the thought of his wife Tiana and how much pain he caused her for the past seven years. He could vividly remember the day Tiana married him, and how unhappy she seemed. It didn't really concern him at the time, but the more he pondered about it the more guilty he felt. He hated that. He hated it because he remembered her cries, her tears and pleading for him to stop when he took her for the first time...

…

'Please stop...' she begged with pleading eyes.

Jacques heard her but she felt too good to stop. His eyes moved down to her perfect breasts bouncing wildly as he thrust in and out of her. A satisfying grin spread across his lips while staring back a his wife who looked to have blacked out. He grabbed her breasts and roughly squeezed them, waking her from her slumber.

He heard her say something else but ignored her as he was about to cum. So many emotions overcame him. He was the first and only man to take her virginity. He was the fist and only man to have kissed her. The only man who will see her perfect goddess figure.

Yes, pride was the emotion he felt as his semen shot inside her body for the first time..

'You're mine'

He was in heaven after that...

...

"Another!" he ordered the bartender.

"Jacques, you can't drink too much. I'm already risking it by serving illegal—

"Curtis I said to give me another!" He ordered just as a woman in a red dress passed by. His eyes followed the woman who looked like she knew where she was and went back to his drink.

"Care to swallow your sorrows another way?" the woman asked.

Jacques took a look at the woman and did a double take at her. "You don't belong here."

"Says who?" she asked with a sensual stare. "Your wife must have really hurt you."

"What do you want?" he asked the woman, getting suspicious.

The woman stepped between Jacques' legs and answered, "You."

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