Tritangled | ✔ #The Family Love Affair

Chp 10. His obsession

Jacob's POV

I've been seating in my car, waiting for Nelly to sign out from work. I avoided her presence through out today. I didn't want to give her a hint of what I am about to do. My car was parked a little far from the company building. I positioned myself here so that I could see when she exited the building. As soon as her car came into view, I started my own car and trailed behind hers. She stops at a coffee shop and enters inside, she comes out from the shop, smiling at her cup of coffee. I follow her as she drives and stops at a flower shop, she spends more time in it, deciding on which flowers was best. From the glass windows I could see her taking a whiff of the flowers, pointing out the ones she wanted to buy.

Seeing this made me extremely excited, I want her, all to myself. I've watched her every move at work and even outside work. I wanted to see the kind of woman she was made of and the type of charms that instantly made my almighty brother fall at her knees. Stephan said she was just a friend and I don't see any harm in getting married to his friend. She will befit for a very good queen and a mother to my heir. This is a perfect match for me even though she's not as fierce as I would want her to be. I click the inside of my cheek with my tongue, drumming my fingers on my steering and wrapped up my already decided plans. I reversed my car and drove home.

I enter my expensively furnished suite, sighing as I remove my suit and shirt, I fold and leave them in the basket for the staffs to take. I stay in my hotel. Not many people are aware that I own a hotel. When I said I am a businessman, I meant every single word. I built this hotel from the scratch and it's still expanding. I bought two other hotels in other countries which are also flourishing. I'm so wealthy to the extent that I lost count of the maids and staff that I pay monthly.

I take a hot bath after finishing my dinner of two bags of blood—I have a special maid here, that supplies me blood. She's a nurse and also a vampire. So I rely on her services anytime I'm in my hotel. The shampoo-lather cascade down my neck as I rinse it off my hair. After I'm done, I wash my body and dry up to get ready for later tonight.

I have plans to visit a very known strip club–of course I have a thing for strip club, I'll never get tired of them. This particular club, I and the owner are very good friends, he wanted me to pay a visit to his establishment. I couldn't turn down an offer like that, so I gave in; basically because it's a give and take deal. I sponsor a part of his business while he offers appeasement to my pants.

**

We were in the VIP lounge room of the club. It's a sparsely large room, designed with gold embroidery and white ornaments. The room had its own gaming grounds, so you didn't need to go downstairs to the public.

"Jacob my friend, I hope you're enjoying the night?"

I rub my chin and clear my throat to speak "Yes, it's a really great show, I got here late and watched the last part of the girls performance, but I must say that you have very talented dancers."

He smiles and nods in appreciation.

The place is as good as I expected it to be and I knew at once that my money won't go in vain. I sip my third glass of brandy, relishing it's taste on my tongue.
A male bartender replaces our already finished bucket of wine with another.

"Do you mind if I bring in some dancers for you?" He asked

I probe an elbow on my thigh and answer.
"One girl would be enough, I don't like crowd"

"Okay join me, let's choose a girl for you" he stands and gestures me towards the glass window. I follow him and I look down at the clubbing arena. The view was undoubtedly awesome, I could see the whole club in full swing, drinks were being served, people partied away–

"Do you like that girl?"

"Which one"

"Look downwards "

"The girl on a yellow skirt?"

"No that's not a stripper, Look at the girl at the bar, wearing a floral top"

He points towards the left and I avert my eyes to the direction.

"Oh her, she's cute. I'll take he–"

The girl beside the stripper looks so familiar....Nelly. A small smile forms on my lips. My plan just got easier. I take a step back and point at Nelly.

"Michael I'll take the other girl."

"The other one? But she's not my worker"

"I know but I want her"

He beams at me and tucks his hands into the pockets of his trouser.

"As you wish my friend, I'll send my boys to get her for you"

I chug on my last drink and shake my head signaling a No.

"I'll get her myself"

"The big guy wants to work by himself, No problem its your choice" He laughs and pats my shoulder.

As I pass the small stalls, I get a whiff of blood and stop. I turn towards the scent and walk slowly to the source. My gums start to itch seeking for me to let my fangs out. It's the Mother-fucking humans kissing and biting at each other's skin. Probably leaving hickeys all over. I close my eyes and refrain myself from the aching feeling. Then I force myself to turn around and leave the VIP room.

I walk down the stairs and stay in the dark hallways where Nelly wouldn't see me. She tells her friend something and then walks away.

I follow her closely and see her enter the rest room. I decide to wait for her close to the entrance.

When she comes out, I lower my head and start walking towards her. I bump into her intentionally and knock her out. She falls limply and I support her with my arms. I look around hoping I didn't draw attention. Then I carry her outside the club. I open my car and put her in the passenger side of my car, strapping her with the seatbelt so people will think she fell asleep while I drove.

I got home and quickly took her to my suite. I put her on my bed and tuck her inside the blanket. I watch her as she remains unconscious, her face was contoured with a small smile. I had compelled her back in my car to see a different circumstance that led her to my room. I check her pulse and was happy that she was still alive. One fear is gone. The other fear now– is if she disagrees to be my wife. It won't end well if she rejects me and I'll be forced to mark her as mine.

**

The next morning, I wanted to order breakfast for her. I didn't know what she'd like, so I'll wait until she wakes up. I stand by my bedroom door and stare at her figure on the bed. I won't go to work today because of her, she needs to wake up so we can talk about the future ahead of us. I walk closer and find her squirm uncomfortably. Her heart beat suddenly increased making her to gasp out loud. She must be having the dream.

I walk to the window and pull the curtains open. She was already awake and I could feel her eyes are on me.

"Don't worry dear, go to bed. It was just a dream." I told her as I looked at the city below us.

"Stephan?"

I hope you enjoyed the previous chapters.???
Sorry this chapter was a rush.

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