His Lovely Little Flower

Chapter 1

Authors Note: Hey guys I just wanted to say first of all thank you for giving this story a chance I really hope people like it! I also would like to point out that this is my first BDSM story, so if I get anything wrong please please please don't hesitate to tell me. Thank you so much I hope you enjoy!

~Haley

~Nate's POV~ 

I was in the worst class of my entire day, math. It was terrible, I was several years below my skill level and I was bored yet again. I looked out the open door into the hall and that was when I saw her. She was amazingly beautiful and that's saying something coming from me. I had seen many girls, women, plenty of sluts, whores and more than my fair share of naked women but her-wow-. She was fully clothed wearing a cream colored dress with yellow and orange flowers on it, not even a speck of cleavage showing and she still had an effect on me. My eyes trailed from her dress to her face. She had hazel green eyes and her hair was curled. Part of her hair wrapped around her head like a band but made out of her hair. My eyes traveled down to her clean shaved legs down to her small feet then back up. My eyes traveled up and down her body several times. As she passed the open door my eyes caught hers and that was it I knew I wanted her. Her eyes brightened as she smiled and looked away, teasing me as if she knew. Then she was gone I was once again looking at the plain white washed wall. I shook my head thinking it must have been a dream, but the soft clicking of her shoes against her heels told me a different story. 

~Alia's POV~

I was walking back from the bathroom when I caught his eye. He was beyond handsome. I smiled looking away thinking how foolish i was to even think I was good enough for him. I would never be enough...for anyone. 

(Quick author's note: I know this was a short POV but it's really important to the story so sorry :D)

~Nate's POV~

It was a week since my eyes had graced her. It was driving me mad, and worst of all my father began to noticed. He would disapprove I'm sure.

   Saying my family was extremely wealthy was an understatement it's self. My father is the richest man to walk the earth. No, you wont find his name on the Internet for richest man ever but that's because his money and wealth is not recorded, and for good reason too. It was not only money he was rich in but he also had my mother who was a beauty, he also has me. I am just as good as he is if not better. He also has his job which is running a club empire. He started his journey when he was 16. His father, my grandfather, was also wealthy, but he was content. My father on the other hand was not he wanted power. He was a genius in everything. While playing poker one night he won a small casino out on the Vegas strip from a very drunk and very stupid man. He loved the club and casino life but by age 17 he was introduced into the world of BDSM. He opened up a club and it was a thriving success. Now at age 37 he has 100,000 clubs world wide and 50 here in California. This is where we lived. We have two houses here. One for the summer and...if I'm being honest to impress people, that was our mansion. Then one here in Bradford is where we usually live and close to where I go to school. My parents being in a M/s relationship raised me in the same art as them, and I have stuck to my belief to this day.

   We were at the Bradford house this evening. It was a two story house, personally designed by my father and mother, on the top floor there were 4 rooms. My room, their room, a guest room, and of course the playroom. Each room had their own bathroom so we would not have to worry about taking up each others space. The lower level was a living room a kitchen and right across from the kitchen was a table that is where we were.

   I was poking at the dinner placed before me. My parents exchanged a look this was the 8th night I had not eaten a thing. I couldn't all I could do was think of her. I felt my mother's delicate fingers on my arm.

"Nate, honey is everything alright?" I glared at her and she flinched away. I let out a sigh.

"I'm sorry mother, yes everything is fine." I continued to poke at my food. Mother gave my father a worried look.

"Delilah." My father's voice sounded. My mother snapped to attention.

"Yes Master?"

"Why don't you go upstairs and start a shower for me, love."

"Of course Master." She drew her plate and my father's plate taking it to the kitchen. I cleared my throat and help up my full plate. She looked at me with sad eyes.

"Don't you want to finish?" I narrowed my eyes.

"No." I said my voice hard. She looked at my father who only shrugged. She let out a sigh and took my plate away. She walked upstairs and it wasn't until you could hear the water running that my father spoke.

"Nathaniel."

"Yes?"

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." I stayed firm holding my ground.

"Cut the crap and tell me the truth, you know I hate liars." My father said staying calm as usual. I sucked in my breath, my father rarely cussed he thought it was...below him or something. When he did you knew it was serious.

"It's a girl." I let out.

"For the love of god. Don't tell me some child has got you whipped." I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Of course not." I snapped back offended. I let out a frustrated sigh. "It's just that...I want her." I stated definitely.

"Oh I see. Tell me does this girl have a name?"

"I'm sure she does but I don't know it." I answer sheepishly.

"You want her to be your submissive and you don't even know her name? What are you thinking Nate?"

"Yes and I don't know."

"You realize this not a game nor a test you will have to comit to training her and it will take a lot of time and energy. This is not like that test I gave you with Kathrine."

"I know."

"Kathrine was just a test to see that you were capable of living up to the family not...this is real."

"I know and I understand."

"Prove it."

"Huh?"

"Prove it go out to one of the clubs tonight and have a good time, drink even, do everything you can and if you come home still thinking about her then we will talk."

"Okay." I grab my car keys from the counter and walk into our five car garage. I smile at my silver Lamborghini. I clicked it unlocked got into the drivers seat and headed out onto the street.  

A/N: Thank you guys for reading, the next chapter may be a bit intense for some people I don't know it's all a matter of opinion. I hope you liked :D Please comment tell me what you all think! I'll try to update soon, maybe later tonigh. Was this too short? Should I write longer chapters? I don't know just please tell me what you're thinking.

~Haley