Je t'aime: A Billionaire BWWM French Man Marriage Romance

by Shanade White

  When Remy walked through the door, everyone wanted news of his father. Once everyone had been reassured that he would be fine, Remy and his father’s assistant Bruce, shut themselves up in the office.

  “My dad will be back soon, so I only need to handle anything that can’t wait. I don’t want to bother him while he’s in the hospital, but once he’s out you can bring work to the house. That will help him get back on his feet faster, I think.”

  “That will be fine, there isn’t much going on right now, but...” Bruce was obviously searching for words.

  “What is it? I know that I haven’t proven myself here yet, Bruce, but I did go to business school. Give me a chance.”

  “Remy, it’s not that. There’s a big note due tomorrow. No one else knows, but your father had been borrowing against the business to pay for the upkeep on the estate. He set it up as an installment loan thinking that business would pick up but there’s no money to pay it.” Bruce said, slumping back in his chair when he was finished.

  “No money?”

  “None.”

  “Bruce I’m sorry to do this to you but I’m going to need all the accounting and some help, the faster I know what the situation is, the faster I can find a solution.”

  “Anything you need, I’ll go get everything now.”

  “Get it all together, if you would, I have to go talk to my father. I wish I didn’t have to, but if he had a plan I need to know what it is.”

  Remy made a trip to the hospital only to find that his father had been moving money from one account to another, covering what bills he could and borrowing to pay the rest. He had played it out as far as he could, there was no solution besides selling some property and closing the house. He had already gotten the bank to agree to an extra 60 days on the loan, but that might not be enough time to come up with the money.

  Remy was devastated, the business would be gone if they couldn’t come up with the payment on the note. The estate was also heavily mortgaged, and those payments would have to be made as well. He didn’t even want to think about how they would pay the staff and put food on the table. The situation was about as dire as it could be.

  Needing Kendra, Remy made his way to the restaurant, and pulled her out of the kitchen. Once she heard the situation, she had called a chef to fill in for her and took Remy home.

  “So it’s bad isn’t it?” She asked.

  “Yeah, I don’t see how we’re going to get out of this one. I can’t help but think that while I was off playing Good Samaritan, my family business was going down the drain. My dad kept pushing me to come to work but I had no idea things were this bad.” Remy, was feeling about as low as he ever had.

  “You can’t blame yourself, your dad should have told you how bad things were. I’m sure he had his reasons for not telling you, but what’s done is done. Let’s see if we can’t find a solution.”

  Giving Kendra a big kiss, he said, “Bruce and I are going to put our heads together tomorrow. I may have to kick in my trust fund, but it’s a small price to pay if we can save the business.”

  “I would be happy to help if you want me to, I can make phone calls or whatever.” Kendra offered.

  “The best thing you could do for me would be to keep my parents happy, this is going to be hard on my mother. That house is her life.” Remy said.

  Kendra wondered if she should tell Remy about her conversation with Barbra months ago. It might make a difference to Remy if he knew that his mother was already aware of how expensive the house was to run and that she was getting tired of it sitting empty.

  Deciding that Barbra’s idea wasn’t that bad she shared it with Remy. It didn’t seem like he was really listening. He had gone really quiet. She could understand, in the last two days his father had suffered a stroke and he had discovered that the empire his family had ruled for so many years was worth nothing.

  “You know there is something else you could do for me.” He said, crossing the room and taking Kendra into his arms. Knowing that Remy needed an escape from all their troubles, she was more than willing to provide a distraction.

  “Something that might distract you, you mean.” Kendra said, unbuckling his belt and sliding her hand into his pants. She could feel his erection, rock hard in her hand. Unbuttoning his pants she slid them down and followed their path with her mouth. She could hear Remy growl in his throat as she took him into her mouth.

  Remy could only take the exquisite torture for a few minutes before he pulled Kendra to her feet. Kendra had derived as much pleasure as Remy had, and she was hot and wet, ready for him. But he had no intention of giving her that ultimate pleasure yet.

  He slowly removed each piece of her clothing, kissing and stroking as each piece was removed. His tongue found one of her nipples and stopped. Taking the hard peak in his mouth, with his other hand he cupped her breast, gently squeezing until Kendra moaned with pleasure. Sinking to his knees, he parted her thighs and with one hand holding her butt, he used the other tease her hard clit.

  He rubbed in gentle circles until Kendra was just to the point of orgasm, then stopped. Panting with need, Kendra whimpered with desire, longing for release. Remy scooped her up in his arms and set her on the couch. Kneeling between her legs, he spread them and used his tongue where his finger had just been.

  When his hot tongue slid across her hard nib she thought she would die. But Remy continued his assault, sliding his fingers inside her ever so slowly. The feeling was beyond anything Kendra had ever felt. As Remy slid his fingers in and out gradually increasing the rhythm, Kendra ground her hips against his face, as his tongue continued to stoke her. Crying his name, Kendra’s orgasm ripped through her, with a force she had never experienced. As wave after wave crested, her body was beyond her control.

  Remy was far from finished, rising from the floor, he pulled her up off the couch, then turned her around, and entered her from behind in one hard stroke. Then he froze, knowing that if he moved even an inch he would cum.

  Kendra was beyond any thought, the feeling of his hard cock filling her completely was all she could think about. Remy began to slowly pull out, until only the tip of his penis was inside her. She tried to back into him to bury him deep inside her again, but Remy held her hips still, setting the pace for both of them.

  He slowly thrust into her, going deeper with each stroke, until he was completely inside her once again. Kendra wasn’t sure how much more she could take. Her body was craving release but Remy was taking it slow. Deep inside her, he reached around to take her breasts in his hands, using his thumb and finger, he rolled the nipple until it was a hard peak.

  Pinching them a little he began to move inside her. Increasing the pace, he continued to stoke her breasts, eliciting cries of pleasure from Kendra. Knowing she was reaching a peak once again, he moved one hand lower until he found her hard clit. As he drove himself into her from behind, he rubbed her clit with his finger. Stroking her until she arched her back as another orgasm crashed through her body.

  As she ground her hips into Remy he nearly lost it, but wasn’t ready to let go yet. Kendra was sure she was spent, but he lowered her to the floor, onto her back, spread her legs and entered her again. Her body responded immediately, tightening around him.

  Looking deeply into her eyes, he began to move slowly, in and out. Drawing each stroke out, until Kendra was writhing under him. The glorious tightening in her belly was beginning again. Pulling a cushion off the couch Remy shoved it under her hips, giving him better accesses to her core.

  This time all gentleness was gone, Remy slammed himself into her again and again, deeper than he had ever been before. Burring himself deeply, he ground his hips into her, feeling her muscles clenching as the pleasure inside her built.

  Remy could stand it no longer, kissing Kendra, his tongue darting in and out of her mouth in a pantomime of his hips, he increased his speed until Kendra came, screaming his name. Remy unable to resist the hard contraction of her
muscles around his hard cock, came shouting her name as well.

  Afterward, as they lay on the living room floor, completely spent but happy. Remy stroked her arm and knew that no matter what was to come, he was the luckiest man in the world.

  *****

  Over the next few weeks Remy spent every waking moment at the office trying to come up with a solution to their money problems. Kendra rarely saw him except when she woke up in the night to find that he’d come home and crashed. Twice she had gotten up and undressed him when he fell asleep with his clothes on.

  One night she came home to find Remy on the sitting on the couch with all the lights off.

  “Are you okay?” She asked, knowing he wasn’t.

  “Honestly, no. I’ve looked and looked for a solution but all I’ve come up with involves my property and trust fund. We really have no choice but to sell this place, with that money we can pay the bills for the estate. To cover the note, I’ll have to use my trust fund. That leaves us with nothing when it's all over.”

  “Oh, Remy. I’m so sorry.” She said, sitting down next to him. “I know how much you love this place. Maybe you could just lease it.” She said, trying to soften the blow.

  “I thought about that but it we need a quick infusion of a lot of cash and this place will sell in a second.”

  “We’ll be okay, we still have my income and my apartment is just sitting there empty. You know it’s rent free as part of my contract with the restaurant. It’s not much, but we’ll have a place to stay.”

  “I suppose that would be better than moving back in with my parents. You know what really has me worried?” He turned to her and she could see what looked like fear in his eyes.

  “I’ve been over the books three times and there is no way we can continue the way we have been. The business has been slowly going downhill, and I just don’t see how to turn things around. Running this business was all I ever planned to do. If it’s gone, so is the money.”

  “Did you ever think that maybe the money shouldn’t be your biggest concern? I thought you told me that you had decided you hated the shipping business. Have you changed your mind?” She pointed out.

  “Well, that true but...” He didn’t finish, thinking about her words.

  “It’s just something to think about. You were already looking for someone to take over, why should that have changed?” She said.

  “Maybe because without that job we have to live on your itty bitty salary, in that dinky apartment, probably eating left over food from the restaurant. Not exactly the way I planned to live my life.”

  “So you’re just going to give up?” She asked.

  Remy was beginning to feel defensive. He had done his best, maybe he should have been more involved. Probably shouldn’t have gone off helping other people half way around the world, but his father should have told him what was going on.

  The more he thought about all he was about to lose, the angrier he got. This was not how his life was supposed to go. He suddenly realized that he would have to give up his car. It wasn’t paid for and there was no way they would be able to make the payment. This last realization was more than he could take. He needed to strike out at someone and Kendra happened to be sitting right next to him.

  “You know I suppose living in a crappy apartment, walking to work, and never having anything is fine for you. You grew up that way, you’re used to being poor. In fact you’ll probably be happier.”

  “Remy, I....” He didn’t let her finish, but continued to yell nasty things at her.

  “I don’t know why you’re taking this out on me but I’m out of here. Call me when you come to your senses, I’ll be at my apartment. I’m going to make room for your clothes in the closet because whether you like it or not that’s your new address. But please be sure to grow up before you come to my house.” With that, she grabbed her purse and was out the door.

  *****

  Kendra didn’t hear from Remy for almost a week. She knew he was fine, Barbra had called her the day after their fight. She had been upset about Remy having to sell his place and use his trust fund, but knew that they had no choice.

  Remy’s place had sold within hours of going on the market and at full price. Everything had been packed and stored at the estate in the hopes that he might eventually get a different place. The note had been paid off, so the pressure was off for a while, but Remy still hadn’t shown up at the apartment.

  Finally, he showed up at the restaurant at the end of her shift one night. Kendra was surprised to see that he actually looked good. He was dressed casually but as always, her breath caught when she looked at him.

  “You look good.” He said, as they made their way to his car, an unimpressive mid-sized model with no bells and whistles.

  “I see you got a new car?” She said, testing to see what his mood was.

  “Yeah, it gets me where I want to go.” He said, with little emotion in his voice.

  “Where are we going, by the way?” She was curious, he’d hardly said anything to her, nor had he kissed or hugged her.

  “We’re meeting with my parents to discuss the future.” He answered.

  “So you have a plan then?”

  “All in good time, just be patient. I don’t know if you’ll like it, but I’d rather tell all of you together.

  They arrived at the estate to find that his parents were waiting for him in the family room. It was late but they were also anxious to hear Remy’s plans. Kendra sat on the couch with his parents while Remy took a chair opposite them.

  “First, I want to apologize to Kendra for my behavior last week and for not calling you all week. I needed some time to get my head together. You said some things that made sense, but it took some time for me to come to my senses.” He began.

  “I knew you were upset, and I knew you were okay, so no harm done.” Kendra said.

  “Thank you, love. Hopefully, next time the world goes crazy I’ll handle it better. But I’m learning.” He said, getting up, clearly too nervous to sit.

  “Okay, we all know that we have some big financial issues facing us. I’ve managed to keep the bank at bay for now, but that’s only a stop gap. We have to have a permanent solution. I’ve come up with a plan that I think might work for all of us.”

  “Son, I’m sorry we’re in this situation, it’s all my fault. Things just got away from me.” His dad said.

  “Well, that’s in the past and we still need you at the office, we’re not completely down and out yet. The first thing we need to do is to get someone in there to help you. It’s not going to be me, that’s one decision I think we can all agree upon.” He paused for a minute to check everyone’s reactions. When everyone nodded their heads in agreement he went on.

  “Dad, I have three candidates lined up for you to interview next week. I‘ve prescreened them, each is perfect to the job, but since you know better than I what is needed, I want you to make the final decision. I know this is quick and you’ll still be in charge but one thing is clear, we need to modernize. That’s the only way the business can survive.”

  “Son, that sounds like a great idea. I’ll be happy to meet with anyone who you feel could help us keep the business going, but what about you?” His father said.

  “We’ll get to that in a minute. Mom, Kendra told me that you had a grand vision for the house. Something like a nonprofit to help kids.”

  “Well, yes. But that was just a pipe dream, not something we could actually do. Where would we get the money?” She said, surprised at the turn in the conversation.

  “It is something we could do though, I’ve spent the last week talking to everyone from the government to private charities. It’s a complicated arrangement, but basically we create our own non-profit and deed the estate to it.”

  “The house...” His mother started to interrupt.

  “You and dad would be able to live here for the rest of your lives and we can even put in an option for future family to occupy a wing if
we want. The details will come later but let me tell you what I had in mind.”

  “Okay I’ll listen, but I don’t know about this...” His mother said.

  “My vision is to turn this place into a children’s home. A place where all those unwanted and damaged kids could come and find some peace. We could also have day programs, and maybe summer camp. There are so many things we can do with the property.” Remy had clearly thought about this a lot.

  “But Remy, what about money. It will cost a fortune to make that happen.” His mother said, again.

  “We can get funding, I’ve already applied for the non-profit certification and lined up some donations. Nothing like this has ever been done, with the right people helping us we could do it.”

  “Okay so this is the plan for the estate, if we agree, but what about you?” His father asked.

  “I will run the place. I have a business degree, I can’t think of a better way to use it. Someone will have to be in charge of the day to day operations and after careful thought I think this could make me happy. We’ll make it a family affair.” He said, pulling a folder for each of them out of his briefcase.

  “I’ve put all the details in these folders. You can read them then let me know what you think. Kendra, there’s a place for you as well if you want. Nothing makes a kid happier than a good meal and who better to enjoy your food than kids who’ve never even had much to eat?” Remy said, sitting by her on the couch.

  “I know you love your job, but you could really make a difference here. We might even be able to develop some kind of cooking school if you were interested in that.” He told her.

  “I for one love this idea and from what I can see, it’s feasible.” His mother said.

  “I’m in too.” His father added.

  “As long as I get to spend my day cooking, I can be happy anywhere.” Kendra said, getting up to give Remy a kiss. “You’ve done a good thing, my love.”

  They talked late into the night, making plans, each feeling relief that Remy had found a solution for their problems. Kendra, was pleasantly surprised by how hard Remy had worked to make this all possible. He really was the man of her dreams, and they had their whole lives ahead of them.