Chapter 19

Nyla

Once my king claimed me in his parents' home I felt there was nothing more I needed from him to know his true feelings. But there's always that little whore doubt gnawing at me. I entered the living room where they were all sitting and my face was flushed, heart pounding, but my pussy was full.

Heinrich's hand is wrapped firmly around my waist as he led me to our seat. My eyes followed him as he walked in front of me and then sat beside me. I felt I wasn't the only one watching, and I was right.

"I can see you are very smitten by my son Nyla." Heinrich's mother pulls our attention from each other to her.

"I am," I say trying not appear freshly fucked. "He's truly one of a kind."

"So his money has nothing to do with your attraction?"

Before I could speak Heinrich interjected. "Tread lightly mother." He gives her a stern look.

"Now, I can't help my curiosity. I've only ever seen you with one type of woman." She says with a smug look on her face.

Heinrich, prepares to stand but I throw my arm out in front of him.

"Goddess." He grits out, and I smile sweetly.

"I've dealt with your kind my entire life, and believe it or not it still leaves a distasteful taste in my mouth." I say standing crossing my legs. "You mean the type of woman that loves him and not his money? I'm sure that's what you mean."

"No darling I mean your skin color." She says it so cool and casual it's a wonder she still has her teeth. "You're just not for Heinrich."

"I make my own choices and this woman is my choosing. I chose to come here for her. Not for you and your damn primitive way of thinking." He says standing. "Nyla, let's go."

I stand smoothing out my dress, but before I took another step I spoke my truth.

"I've spent countless hours in the mirror as a child wishing I looked more like you." I felt the tears welling but I pushed them back." As I got older it dawned on me. Those curls you're wearing in your hair are from my people. The lip injections to help your lips look fuller, my people. Just about everything you own are off of the backs and hard work of others. Your people are thieves and nothing has changed. Breaking down others to make you look better is pathetic. I see why you feel Peyton, is more one of you than I am. And I'm grateful for that." I wrap my arm through Heinrich's. "I appreciate the hospitality, and have a goodnight."

Heinrich, and I exited his parents' home and before entering the limo he leaned down and kissed my temple.

"My cock is rock hard for you right now."

"Nothing new sir." I say sliding into the limo.

"Wait! Wait!" Xavier yells out with Clover following behind him.

"I was not going to be a civil as you." He says out of breath. "I bet little Miss Botox will watch her mouth from now on."

"She better." I say with a raised brow.

"Nyla, and Xavier I'm sorry."

"You'll make it up to me later." Xavier says.

"Either get in or we're leaving." Heinrich, says unloosening his tie.

I look at Heinrich and he appears to be more upset about his mother's behavior than I realized. "Maybe we can get together tomorrow." I say reaching for the door.

"Goodnight." They say in unison.

After, we arrive home I feel the distance that has now set in between us. Heinrich, kisses me roughly and then pours his scotch and then heads to his office.

The door of his office closes and I feel a piece of my heart close with it. We often have these moments when he gets closed off but normally a nice good fuck helps him wrap his brain around whatever it is.

In my life I've never felt the need to be near someone so much in my life, and with Heinrich I feel that need. I feel that imaginary force pulling us closer with each breath, and I want to be near him but I know he needs space.

Nyla: Moll...

Molly: Hey babe, how was dinner with the future in laws?

Nyla: A disaster. The best part about it was the food and seeing Clover and Xavier.

Molly instantly FaceTimed me after she read the message. I explained in full detail about the night and she complimented my look.

"And now he's just in his office?"

"Yup."

"So he collars you and now he's in the west wing?"

"You sound like Clover." I say chuckling. "His not a beast. He's my-Heinrich."

"Aww babe that cock must have gold dripping out of it." As she laughs, I can feel myself blushing as I think of what that means to me. "You're so in love it's almost sickening."

"I do, and I'll never deny it."

"Oh don't we all know."

Molly and I end up spending two hours on the phone catching up and getting information about her upcoming nuptials. My dress fitting is a week after my first art show and I'm silently freaking out because the day is approaching. Molly, yawns and I contagiously follow her.

"Goodnight Moll."

"Goodnight Ny, I'm happy for you."

"Thanks babe."

I place my phone on the charger and I contemplate texting him to come into the room. But I quickly decide to do something better, I change out of my dress and wash my face. Around my face where the water has kissed my hair the curls are now in their natural state. I smile as I pull my hair into a bun. Heinrich has always been a fan of my curls. I search the closet for a sexy piece of lingerie and then I realize that's too trivial for right now.

I place my collar around my neck. Then I put on one of his work shirts that swallow me, but fits just right. Walking through the hall I feel my heart beating through my chest because I wonder if he would even want to see me. I turn the knob and enter with him sitting at his desk.

Heinrich, looks at me and I can feel all the blood rushing to my pleasure areas. My nipples are constricting against the fabric and my pussy, well she's salivating at the sight before her. He's sitting back in his chair with his shirt unbuttoned exposing his beautiful chest.

Lust is all I can see in his eyes for me.

"Remove the shirt." He growls.

Removing the shirt I shutter under his gaze, and the want I have is growing by the second. I let the shirt drop to my feet then I walk towards him, but I only make it a few steps before he stands.

"On your knees."