The life and death of Nicolae Roman

Chapter 19: Elizabeth (Mature)

This chapter contains material of a sexual nature and is intended for mature audiences.

As soon as he opened his eyes in the late morning, Nicolae couldn't contain his excitement.  Today was the day when his wish would finally come true:  Elizabeth would become his.  The thought triggered a warm current throughout his body.  He stretched languorously, like a cat, flexing his muscles.  When he finally got out of bed, he decided to take extra time preparing for her arrival.

"Ion," he called out to his valet.  "Please run me a full bath.  And fetch me my white silk shirt and beige breeches."

"Right away, Sir," the manservant obliged.  "Is there a special occasion for which you are preparing?"

"You have no idea," Nicolae thought to himself grinning.  "Why?  Because I want to be clean?"  He teased Ion aloud.

The valet did not ask anymore questions.  Instead he assisted Nicolae who also asked for a close shave.

"I want my face to be as smooth as a baby's bottom," he cheerfully instructed Ion.

"As you wish, Sir," Ion complied with Nicolae's requests.

After he was washed and shaved, Nicolae slipped his shirt over his muscular chest.  He enjoyed the way the silk brushed against his skin.  He imagined Elizabeth running her fingers through the thin material.  He let out a low groan at the thought, but quickly recovered, remembering Ion's presence.

"Ion," he called out again.  "You haven't had any time off since we've arrived in London," Nicolae said nonchalantly.  "You've been too busy taking care of me.  I feel I owe you something in return."

"Not at all, Sir," Ion answered.  "I enjoy doing my job."

"Still..." Nicolae continued.  "I'd like for you to take today off and explore the city on your own."

Seeing his valet's surprised look, he added:  "Here... take this money.  Go buy yourself something.  Or treat yourself to a nice meal. Oh... and tell Maria we don't need her today."

"But... what about you?"  Ion inquired.

"I'm a big boy.  I can take care of myself for one day," Nicolae smirked, clapping Ion on the shoulder.  "Go on!  I insist!"

Ion took the money, but looked around undecided.  "Are you absolutely sure, Sir?"

"Yes, yes," Nicolae urged him.  "Off with you!"  He walked Ion to the door and gently pushed him out.  "And I don't want to see you back here until this evening, alright?"

"Whatever you wish, Sir," Ion mumbled as Nicolae closed the door behind him.

As soon as his valet was gone, Nicolae clapped his hands together.  His flat was had recently been cleaned by Maria and looked neat and organized.  Nicolae walked around fixing a bit here and there.  He fluffled the pillows on the sofa and made sure his bed was made up decently.  He opened the windows to let some fresh air in and left the bedroom door ajar.

Nicolae soon realized it was already noon, so he fixed himself a sandwich which he wolfed down in a hurry.  He wanted to be completely ready for Elizabeth's arrival.  He plopped down on the sofa, restlessly tapping one foot.  He kept glancing at the grandfather clock which, to his annoyance, seemed to stand still.

"Where is she?"  He thought impatiently.  He undid the top buttons on his shirt, so that she would get a peak of his curly chest hair.  He then changed his mind, and rebuttoned his shirt.

Just as he was about to undo the buttons again, Nicolae heard a soft knock on the door.  He jumped up and ran toward it, but then slowed himself down and took a deep breath.