Chapter 17

Heinrich

"Clover, invited us to dinner tomorrow." I say adjusting my tie.

"Oh what's the occasion?"

"He's going to ask Xavier, to marry him."

"Oh my god, that is amazing!" she exclaims and I watch her face light up with pure excitement. "Where is this dinner taking place?"

"My parents' home."

"Oh, I thought your parents weren't as welcoming when it came to his sexuality?"

"They aren't and I tried to warn him about subjecting Xavier, to the vultures. Why subject him to that for one day?"

Nyla, loses her glow and begins to gaze out of the window. I can see the sadness in her eyes as she stares at the city. I know what it's about but like the asshole I am, I let the subject go.

After arriving home she showered, cuddled up with a book naked in bed, and then placed a soft kiss to my lips before turning off her light. I just laid there and watched her sleeping. In frustration I left the bed and went to pour myself a drink. All I thought about is if she's upset why not tell me? Why not tell me she has a problem with what I said?

It's been two weeks since we've made our way back to Chicago, and each night I've shared a bed with my beautiful goddess. I can't help but look at her. Once before I used to have a hole in my chest that even in two weeks has begun to be filled with her. Everything around me smells of her, and things around me appear to have more color. I scoff at my own thoughts. I sound like I'm about to write a fucking romance novel.

"What have you done to me Nyla?" I say running my hands through my hair. "Fucking women." I say before knocking back the rest of my scotch before getting back into bed.

After an uneventful day I come home and I watch her as she begins to straighten her hair. Then she meticulously does her makeup. I know she's doing these things in hope to gain my parents approval, but it's not their approval she needs in my eyes.

"Where's the dark red lipstick?" I say behind her watching her apply a neutral rose gold lipstick.

"That's an evening look Heinrich." She says pouting her lips and applying a single layer of sheer lip gloss.

"It's evening Nyla." I say with a raised brow.

"Yeah but that says I'm your sons whore. Not I'm the woman he's in a relationship with."

"For the record, I love your natural curls and the dark lipstick on you. It's probably my favorite look on you with the dark eyes."

"It's called smoky eyes." She says chuckling. "And for the record this is a natural look, well besides my hair." She says smoothing out her dress.

Nyla, has on an off the shoulder floor length black sheer dress with a rose gold material that hides her most coveted area. And now I can see why she chose the natural colors to pair with her dress. I watch her bare neck and walk to the closet where I held the gift I bought for her a few days ago. Just a little something to show her how sure I am about her being mine. It may not be an engagement ring but it means she's mine in ever since of the word. I enter the room as she's adding the finishing touches and I see she's nervous. Stepping behind her I move the long honey straightened strands and I place a kiss to her collar bone.

"Thank you. My king." She says staring at our reflections in the mirror.

"I have something for you. I was going to wait until your art show but I think this is a perfect occasion." I say adorning my goddess with the 10 carat diamond vintage choker necklace, and Nyla's eyes sparkle brighter than the jewels I've just placed around her neck.

"You're going to make me cry." She says with a tear already forcing its way out.

"I wanted you to know how special you are to me and let everyone know as well." I say stroking her from behind and she grinds her ass into me.

"Is this my collar?" She says guiding my hands to her breast.

"I like you collard and wet. Are you wet for me now?" I growl into her ear, and she shutters against me.

"Yes sir, I am." She moans out. "Sir, may I please have your cock to ease my nerves?" she says locking eyes with me in the mirror.

"Be a good girl tonight and I'll reward you." I say placing a rough bite to her bare shoulder.