My Possessive Husband (ManxMan)

Chapter 3

~ Nicolas POV ~

I finished my short conversation, and put down the telephone back in its place. Then hearing a gentle click of the door, letting me know my little love has left my office. My eyes concentrated on the wide and massive glass window in my office, viewing the city and its structures. I reminiscence, when I first began having an interest in Renmen. It all started because of his father, and his addiction. I feel sympathy towards Renmen, his father's self-centered actions are certainly pitiful. Even so, I still used his father to my advantage.

I usually search and investigate the regular clients, clients that come to my casinos excessively. Renmen's father, Elijah is one of those clients and I knew that he had an addiction problem. He would waste and spend loads of money, so I demand my assistant Sophia to make a thorough background check on him. I discovered that Elijah was in his mid-forties, worked at a factory, born in Haiti, and other information.

When I finally discovered, about his breathtaking only son, I was hooked. I couldn't take my eyes off his picture, Sophia handed me his profile picture, along with a picture of his mother and father. I right away sense a fiery yearn and desire for the little beauty. I couldn't discern why I felt such raw craving and lust for him, just by laying my eyes on his picture.

When inspecting his exotic appearance, I was astonished how stunning he was. I scanned his facial appearance. His hair was dark brown with thick curls, the shape of a small Afro. An adorable small button nose. He was smiling in this picture, displaying both his lovely dimples. A smooth and round face, probably soft to the touch. His eyes were one of his best qualities, green with a hint of hazel around the pupil. His lips perceived to be plump and supple. His skin-tone, reminded me of sweet milk chocolate. Also I hear an accent in his speech, probably a Caribbean accent, which makes him even more fascinating.

"I must have him, he must be mine." that's what I continually kept on saying to myself. I felt dislodged, my steady and kept emotions, were forced out of place and I couldn't stop thinking about him. Whenever I had sex with one of many of my partners, the image of his face constantly was in my sight, that I felt no appetite to perform any intimate actions with them. I felt they weren't enough, I never was content with them anymore. I wanted and needed the person that now has my complete passion.

I prepared and organized, on how to make Renmen Bijou in my possession. As I stated before, I used Renmen's father for my own convenience. I knew in a matter of time someday his father would ask for a loan, since his compulsive behavior was not tamed at all. As I predicted, his father eventually did ask for a loan. He wanted over 1 million dollars. I never loan, such an amount to any of my clients, but I did it for a reason. I didn't decline at all, already aware that there was no way he could pay me back the 4 million dollars. He indeed will be in debt and it will be my chance to have his son. I didn't feel any remorse, I will go to any means to get what I want.

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More and more, I came to terms with me falling in love with Renmen. In the beginning, I couldn't accept my feelings of love for him, when I never met him, or even talked to him before. My feelings for him grew even stronger, when he walked into my office yesterday. Hearing his soft and gentle voice not only aroused me, but made me want to hear it daily.

I also realized that he can't be a one night stand, which I usually have, I wanted him to be more, as he is dear to my heart. Never felt this kind of deep and intense affection for someone. I wanted him to be mine, and me to be his. Yes, I want him in my bedroom, me pleasuring him, and letting no one but me in contact of his enticing body.

I told him I wanted his body to satisfy me, but I don't just want him for that, I want a real relationship with him. A relationship where we'll be committed and fulfilled. I'm starting to grasp the idea of marrying him, and us being in a state that I'm always afraid of. I never see myself being married, to anyone and never plan to settle down, but I can identify him and myself living together and being a loving couple. I have gone mad and insane, because of him. Wanting to marry him sounds so ridiculous, since I just met him. It sounds reckless, but feels fair and right.