Nikolai's pov
My darling Axel is starting to look beautiful. I am going to check on him today and let him out. I will allow him a nice meal and planty of water. That is, after he bathed and dresses.
I fixed up a room for him. It locks from the outside, so he can't escape. There is a window, but it is made of windshield glass and doesn't open.
This man is more beautiful than I could imagine. He will come to love me. I know he will. I gave him a room, i biught him clothes, i got rid of that horried muscle that would just get in the way, and I am going to keep him fed. That should be all he needs to love me.
I grinned and giggled to myself. I walked and walked until I got to the basement door with a blanket in my hands.
I peeped through the small hole in the door. My love was leaning against the wall his eyes closed.
"So beautiful," I whispered before opening the door.
Axel visibly shook and curled up tight into a ball.
I walked up to my love and wrapped teh blanket around him before lifting him in my arms. He didn't struggle. I grinned wider. He actually snuggled into my chest. Probably for warmth though.
I walked out of that dark room and carried him to the bathroom in his new room.
I had already gotten the bath ready so I took the blanket from around him and slipped out of his boxers. I picked him back up a gently set him into the tub. He visibly relaxed and opened those beautifully colored eyes and looked over at me lovingly (hatefully).
I grabbe and cup, filled it with water, tilted his head back, and wet his hair. I qashed it until it was a gorgeous platnium blond again before starting to wash his slender body.
When I was getting close to finishing he shifted and looked at me strangely.
I just grinned and asked, "Are you hungry?"
