All On Contract

Chapter 124 - It's Just The Four Of Us Now

Tessa's P.O.V:
I drop my lipstick down in my bag and drop back down on the bed. I stay quiet when Marshall walks out of the closet and grabs his shoes. He leans down and hovers over me before he places his lips on me and kisses me.

"You ready?" Marshall asks, making me nod as I force a smile onto my lips.

"Yeah. Let's go." I say as Marshall stands up straight. I let out a sigh as I sit up and walk towards the closet to grab my heels.

"I can't wait to get back home." Marshall tells me.

"Oh yeah?" I say as I look through my bags for my heels.

"Yeah. Aren't you excited?" He asks.

"Nope. Not really." I shake my head. After a few seconds, Marshall appears in the door way and leans against the wall as he watches me.

"How come?" He asks.

"Because." I say as I reach for my heels and stand up. I walk towards the small bench against the wall and pull on my heels. "Our managers are going to be around us." I state as I stand up and look down at my heels. "And they are the last two people that I wanna see right now." I sigh.

"Just ignore them." He shrugs.

"As if it's that easy." I mumble. "They're everywhere I go." I state. "Plus, what do you think they'll say about the latest pictures of us that are on every damn magazine?" I ask as I reach for my bag.

"What pictures?" Marshall says, making me look up at him quickly.

"You haven't seen the pictures?" I ask, making him sigh as covers his face with his hands. No wonder he hasn't said anything.

"Here." I say as I take the magazine out of my bag. It's a picture from our first day here. They took picture of me crying on the balcony before they show pictures of Marshall walking out and comforting me.

"They think you regret getting married to me." Marshall says after a couple of minutes as I spray myself. I don't say anything and place perfume down before I sit down infront of the dresser and wait for him to finish. "It's been almost five days since the famous couple got married and Tessa Black is already regretting the whole thing." Marshall reads out loud before he goes quiet for a couple of seconds. "...A close friend of the couple have confirmed that Tessa Black stopped in the middle of the aisle and stood their for a couple of minutes until her manager gave her a few words of wisdom before she carried on walking down the aisle and towards her now famous rapper husband, Marshall Mathers AKA Eminem." Marshall lets out a sigh.

"I'm just glad no one was recording secretly at our wedding ceremony." I mumble quietly.

"We weren't meant to be seen by the papparazi on the balcony." Marshall states. "Is it too much to ask for peace and quiet?" Marshall half shouts as I stay seated. "Now we're gonna get followed by every news reporter and papparazi out there!" He says louder as he slams the magazine on the floor. "Let's go. We have a reservation." He says after a couple of seconds before he walks out of the closet, leaving me alone. I let out a sigh and bury my face in my hands. After a couple of seconds, I stand up and walk out of the room.

It's our last night at Necker Island and then we leave tomorrow afternoon. I thought we could have a good time and relax by the pool at night but nope, the damn media have to ruin everything just like they always ruin things.

***

"You seem to be getting along with my family." I say to Marshall as I place my fork down on my half empty plate and push it away before I lean back. Marshall looks away from the beach and at me.

"Yeah, they're...Nice." He says slowly, making me let out a laugh.

"My family are far from nice." I state and watch him chuckle slightly.