The Stolen Bride

Chapter 1: The Prowl Of A Life Time

Michael stood in the elevator of his father's company as he watched a man get on. There he is, standing there. Long black hair, his smooth skin, he shall be mine. I must make him mine. This is the thought I often had whenever I saw him in town. Yet, I never could speak to him. What would I say? What if he got the wrong idea? What if they all did? My family name would be tarnished. No, that can never happen, so then what could I do about it? Michael looked down at his watch. It's almost time to meet my friends. Michael's Cellphone rang. Peter, as always, right on time.

The moment Michael answered his phone, the man turned to him, touching Michael's shoulder.

"Excuse me, this might sound weird, but do I know you?" The man said.

Michael sighed. "No, you don't. Peter I'm on my way, dad just had some work for me, you know."

The man with the long hair didn't seem to be fazed by Michael talking on the phone. He tapped Michael's arm again. "You sure? You look oddly familiar, I could have sworn I saw you outside my apartment before."

"I doubt you even run in my circles. Now, if you'll excuse me, this is my floor." Michael stepped off the elevator and took a deep breath. "Peter It's nothing, don't worry, I just got off work. I'll meet you at the spot and tell you all about it."

Michael walked into the spot since it was near a quarter till. Peter, Joe, and Benny waited for him as normal. Michael walked into the room and took his seat next to Peter.

The Skimpy turned to him and smiled. "Anything I can get you, Michael?"

Benny stared at him. A chuckle slips out of his mouth. "Yeah, Michael, what strikes your fancy? Is it Sandra today?"

Michael grabbed an empty whiskey glass, watching as she filled his glass. "No, but I feel like I am ready to go back on the prowl soon."

Joe hit Benny on the shoulder, laughing. "Who is it?"

Michael rubbed his fingers through his hair. Should I let them in on this one? I know they normally help me on my prowls. If I double my finder's fee, I am sure I probably could get them to help me with this as well. Still, What if him being male is too much for them? My father must never find out I want a man for my next prowl. My father has been paying the police off and turning the other cheek about my desires ever since my first prowl years prior, but I don't think he could overlook this. Still, I knew this would be at least a two-person job. I couldn't be caught dead stalking him in town, hell, he nearly made me back there in the elevator. "Not here, let's talk about it at my place."

Peter, Joe, and Benny looked at each other before looking back at Michael. "Sure let's go."

The three of them got in Michael's car and drove to Michael's father's modest mansion. Michael and his friends went upstairs to his hidden fourth floor and looked around. Joe, Peter, and Benny looked at each other and then at Michael.

Peter put his hand on Michael's shoulder. "So your next prowl, who Is it?"

Michael hesitated and took out a picture from his wallet. "Him"

Peter handed Benny the picture and turned back to Michael. "You serious?"

Michael rubbed his hair back and stood with his back pressed against the wall, his foot pressed on it. "Yes very." This is it, this is the time when they run back to my father and say your son is a faggot, then bye bye trust fund. Bye bye police support, but more importantly goodbye prowling with my friends. I could always go on my own, but then the risk is always there, always the chance of getting caught looming in the distance, yes I could, but I would hate it.

Benny smiled, "I know this bloke."

Joe said, "You do?"

" Well, not well you know, but I have seen him around. In fact, you do too, he was at your uni. He's a good-looking Bloke, looking for a fling since he got here. That could be your way in."

Joe looked at Benny, his eyes wide open, his face beet red." a fling?"

" You know sex."

Michael chuckled and put his hand in his hair. "He's a first year at Uni. He hasn't been here long, doesn't know the lay-out, and he's American." It has been so long since I went back to my native country. Father thought it best that I stay here and continue my prowls while he handled business in America and other places. I was not cut from my duties as his only son. So I often have to forget about my prowls or drop them at the last minute to meet someone's daughter or during one of my many grooming sessions with my father or father's business partners. So to think I might finally get an American playmate, even the word ecstatic, would be an underestimate.

Joe looked around, "So uh Mike, what are we doing in this room?"

Michael smiled wide."I wanted to show you that it was almost finished."

Joe checked the room out and shook his head. "Mike Where are the chains, no cage man? You can't be serious. This is where you are putting your new prowl?"

"Yes, Joe, he is staying with me forever. You know Benny has you well, he'll be my new Joe."

Peter Playfully pushed Michael. "Forever is a long time. You don't have the temperament for forever mate. You don't normally keep them for more than a week."

"Well, what can I say, I'm getting older. My father thinks It's time to settle down, maybe a wife and some kids the public barely sees, and I agree."

Peter again looked at Benny before looking at Michael and said "Well ok if you say so Michael. I'll help you on one condition."

"Name your Price Petey best mate."

" You allow me to house one of my playmates here for a while. I have um to leave while my landlord renovates again."

"When are your renovations."

"Starting sometime in the coming year, but I cannot have her found. It will be for a few months."

"Whenever you are ready, bring her or him here."

Peter smile grew wider when he looked at Michael and said, "You know damn well my playmate's a girl. So, Michael, what's the plan?"

"I need you three to finish the fact finding mission I started, he made me in the elevator. Once you find out as much as you can about him. Find a way to lure him to a bar, drug the drinks and bring him to me, I'll take care of the rest."

Benny hit Michael on the back. "You got it, Michael, when do you want him by."

"As long as it takes, but I think it will take at least 6 more months, I've been on this for a year already."

"Why so long?" Joe asked

Michael straightened his tie. " You need to perform caution with this much more than the others, he works for my dad."

Peter nodded." Might have to be a bit more cautious, so your dad doesn't find out. Still, I think we can have him by Tuesday, is that where you met him, Michael?"

"Yeah, that's where I met him. His name, is Matthew Nathair, make sure it's Wraith by Tuesday." Michael said.

They all laughed.

Michael watched his friends go to his pool house, enjoying themselves as he called the maids up. "Clean this room thoroughly. I have met someone, and they will occupy this room very soon."

"Yes, Mr. Wraith," the fourth floor house girl said.