~ Nicolas POV ~

I finished my short conversation, and put down the telephone back in its place. Then hearing a gentle click of the door, letting me know my little love has left my office. My eyes concentrated on the wide and massive glass window in my office, viewing the city and its structures. I reminiscence, when I first began having an interest in Renmen. It all started because of his father, and his addiction. I feel sympathy towards Renmen, his father's self-centered actions are certainly pitiful. Even so, I still used his father to my advantage.

I usually search and investigate the regular clients, clients that come to my casinos excessively. Renmen's father, Elijah is one of those clients and I knew that he had an addiction problem. He would waste and spend loads of money, so I demand my assistant Sophia to make a thorough background check on him. I discovered that Elijah was in his mid-forties, worked at a factory, born in Haiti, and other information.

When I finally discovered, about his breathtaking only son, I was hooked. I couldn't take my eyes off his picture, Sophia handed me his profile picture, along with a picture of his mother and father. I right away sense a fiery yearn and desire for the little beauty. I couldn't discern why I felt such raw craving and lust for him, just by laying my eyes on his picture.

When inspecting his exotic appearance, I was astonished how stunning he was. I scanned his facial appearance. His hair was dark brown with thick curls, the shape of a small Afro. An adorable small button nose. He was smiling in this picture, displaying both his lovely dimples. A smooth and round face, probably soft to the touch. His eyes were one of his best qualities, green with a hint of hazel around the pupil. His lips perceived to be plump and supple. His skin-tone, reminded me of sweet milk chocolate. Also I hear an accent in his speech, probably a Caribbean accent, which makes him even more fascinating.

"I must have him, he must be mine." that's what I continually kept on saying to myself. I felt dislodged, my steady and kept emotions, were forced out of place and I couldn't stop thinking about him. Whenever I had sex with one of many of my partners, the image of his face constantly was in my sight, that I felt no appetite to perform any intimate actions with them. I felt they weren't enough, I never was content with them anymore. I wanted and needed the person that now has my complete passion.

I prepared and organized, on how to make Renmen Bijou in my possession. As I stated before, I used Renmen's father for my own convenience. I knew in a matter of time someday his father would ask for a loan, since his compulsive behavior was not tamed at all. As I predicted, his father eventually did ask for a loan. He wanted over 1 million dollars. I never loan, such an amount to any of my clients, but I did it for a reason. I didn't decline at all, already aware that there was no way he could pay me back the 4 million dollars. He indeed will be in debt and it will be my chance to have his son. I didn't feel any remorse, I will go to any means to get what I want.

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More and more, I came to terms with me falling in love with Renmen. In the beginning, I couldn't accept my feelings of love for him, when I never met him, or even talked to him before. My feelings for him grew even stronger, when he walked into my office yesterday. Hearing his soft and gentle voice not only aroused me, but made me want to hear it daily.

I also realized that he can't be a one night stand, which I usually have, I wanted him to be more, as he is dear to my heart. Never felt this kind of deep and intense affection for someone. I wanted him to be mine, and me to be his. Yes, I want him in my bedroom, me pleasuring him, and letting no one but me in contact of his enticing body.

I told him I wanted his body to satisfy me, but I don't just want him for that, I want a real relationship with him. A relationship where we'll be committed and fulfilled. I'm starting to grasp the idea of marrying him, and us being in a state that I'm always afraid of. I never see myself being married, to anyone and never plan to settle down, but I can identify him and myself living together and being a loving couple. I have gone mad and insane, because of him. Wanting to marry him sounds so ridiculous, since I just met him. It sounds reckless, but feels fair and right.

I once again think of him and I, while I wait patiently to reach his house. When we arrive at Renmen's plain one-story house, my driver Briggs opens my door for me. Then leaning my back on the side of the car, I decided to call Renmen. I take my phone dial his phone number, and waited in anticipation for him to answer.

Finally hearing his soft voice, "Hello?"

"Hey, are you ready to go?" I ask him.

"Umm...y-yes I-I'll be o-outside." He answers, with his usual stutter, which I find extremely cute. I hang up, and in a couple of minutes the person of my desire gets out his house, and locks the front door of his home, then putting the key in his pocket. He walks towards me in jittery steps, and once again I'm amazed at his delicate and angelic presence.

He's wearing plain blue jeans, a black cardigan sweater with a blue scarf. He is quite short, compared to my 6'5, and his height fits his juicy and luscious physique anyways. His body looks amazing to me, and definitely even more impeccable if he was underneath me, while I make him continually moan out my name. Just imaging that, makes me semi-erect, damn I should cool down and quit thinking such lewd thoughts, but I just can't help it, he's a temptation.

I rake his body from bottom to top, I love how he fidgets under my intense gaze. I compliment him, and he thanks me and lowers his head in embarrassment. I open the door for him, and tell him to get in my car. It took him a while, until he finally decided to get inside the car. I close the door of my black Bentley Mulsanne, and got in myself. I tell Briggs to drive to the restaurant. In truth, Renmen really looked uncomfortable. Eventually, we brought up a conversation.

"S-so...do you mind if I ask where we are going?" Renmen suddenly ask in a shy voice.

"Well, I wasn't planning to tell you, but it doesn't seem to matter anymore. I chose for us to eat at an Italian cuisine restaurant, it's called Del Posto. You'll enjoy the place, one of the best Italian cuisine restaurants in New York. I have been there on a number of occasions, and you won't be disappointed." I answer him, amused at his shyness.

"Ah, yes. I heard of that restaurant, in fact Amy my co-worker mentioned that place before. She said it's really fancy and expensive. I don't think what I'm wearing is appropriate, I'm so casual." He says worry, seeping through his voice. I chuckle in amusement, knowing he would mention that.

"It's fine. Yes, it's required to wear formal attire, but trust me they'll let us slide this time. There is no need for you to worry, Renmen."

"B-But...I have never been in a place like that before. I don't know the proper...."

I interfere, not letting him finish what he was saying. I assured his relentless worry, saying

"It's alright, I requested a private room beforehand. I don't wish for you to be uncomfortable while we discuss your questions about the arrangement, just relax."

"Um...Okay." He responded and after he said that we didn't talk to each other, until we reached the restaurant. Briggs left with the car, parking it elsewhere. I guide Renmen inside the restaurant, going to the host of the restaurant. It's truly been a while since I came here, loving the aroma of authentic Italian cuisine. One of the many reasons, why I favor this restaurant.

Also the fact that I co-own the restaurant, and I'm elated to know the restaurant has become a major success. Since I visited Giovanni last week, reviewing the status of the restaurant. I wait until the host acknowledges me, when he does notice me, he speaks to me in Italian. While Renmen is completely distracted looking at his surroundings.

"Benvenuto! Mr. Guerriero. E 'un piacere per voi a venire stasera. Abbiamo prenotato una camera privata, per voi e il vostro amico, stasera. Ernie vi guiderà li, e vi prego di avere un tempo meraviglioso."

"Va bene, io intendo avere un grande momento, e vi ringrazio." I reply, and follow Ernie, who greeted me before escorting us to our room. I thanked him when we accessed our room, then tipping him greatly. He leaves, closing the door, and leaving Renmen and me alone.

I walk towards the cloth covered round table, and pulled out a chair, wanting Renmen to sit down. He thanks me, and told me I didn't have to do that, I just ignored him. He eventually sits down, and I also do so. I don't pay much attention to the room, but Renmen can't seem to take his eyes off it, looking around in awe. I clear my throat purposely, wanting him to focus less on the room.

I grab the menu, skimming through the options, not interested in anything else, but Fettuccine Alfredo with garlic bread on the side, and their finest collection of wine. I glance at the nervous wreck in front of me, who is looking at the menu in distress. I question him,

"Have you decided what you want?"

"Oh no I-I h-haven't. E-everything looks a-amazing, and way too e-expensive. I r-really don't know w-what to o-order." He says in distress.

"It's alright. I'm paying for everything, you don't have to be so uneasy about the cost. If you don't know what to order, just get what I'm ordering."

"W-what are you o-ordering?" He asks, glancing slightly at me.

"Just Fettuccine Alfredo, it's quite good. I usually get this dish." I answer him, hoping he calms down at least a little bit.

"A-Alright, sounds g-good. I guess I'll get that. Y-you know, you really s-shouldn't have done all this for me. I feel bad t-that you have to s-spend all this m-money for me, just for food, I don't think that's right. M-Maybe we should go somewhere e-else it's too expensive h-here."

"Stop uttering nonsense Renmen, I'm already here, and I don't plan on leaving. It's really is nothing to worry about and I don't want to hear anything about that again tonight, do you understand?"

"Yes...I-I'm sorry."

I sigh in small irritation. I find him very entertaining. It's truly funny, since I basically bought him for 4 million dollars, he stating that I'm spending too much money on him is ridiculous at this point. He's different, I bet if I buy him brand new car, he wouldn't accept it at all.

My previous lovers only really regard my money, even if they honestly declare their love for me, I wouldn't accept or stay attached. So why I'm I so attached to Renmen? Hearing a knock, I allow the waiter to come in. A handsome young man walks in smiling like a fool. He greets both Renmen and me.

"So, what do you want to order, sir?" He asks me.

"Both of us will order the Fettuccine Alfredo, with garlic bread. And Renmen what do you want to drink?" I respond.

"I'll just get water." He says quietly.

"Okay. I request your finest wine." I concluded, waiting for him to leave and close the door. When the waiter left I asked Renmen what I bet is definitely on his mind.

"What are your thoughts on the arrangement?"

He sighs, and looks defeated. He bites his bottom lip, looking at the ground he really looks miserable. His voice trembles and it seems like he is going to cry, but he doesn't he just answers my question

"I h-have d-decided to a-accept your o-offer, s-since I really don't have any other solution. I s-still don't u-understand why you w-want me, but it's my only chance."

"Great, you made the right choice. Also, I want to add something to the arrangement."

"W-what else c-could you p-possibly w-want?" Most people would think I'm crazy for telling him this, especially since I just met him yesterday, but I have never been so sure in my entire life. I can really see myself having a future with him, I want him to always be my only possession. Renmen already has my heart.

"I would like you to marry me and live with me from now on."

He was slowly processing what I said to him. There was a knock on the door, and I let the waiter come in with our food. While our steaming food is placed on the table. Renmen looked like he just saw someone die right in front of him, his expressive face is so adorable. He murmurs softly, looking perplexed at me, and not trusting the words that came out my mouth.

"Marriage... Live together..."

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"Welcome, Mr. Guerriero. It's a pleasure for you to come tonight. We booked a private room upstairs for you and your friend, tonight. Ernie will guide you, and please have a wonderful time."

"Alright, I intend to have a great time, and I thank you."