by Randi DeVoe
“For one thing, I am not your parents. And two, I also want a happy marriage. Believe me when I say that I will do nothing to make you regret marrying me, and I will do nothing to make fall out of love with me.”
“How will I know if I am in love with you? I have never been in love before. I have never been loved at all.”
“Oh, you will know, I promise you.”
We go back up to our bedroom, I shut the door, then I kiss her until she is breathless again. I want to do this everyday for the rest of our lives. I start to pull her clothes off because I want to look at the woman I am going to marry in the purest form. She is shy, but she is letting me do it. She is absolutely beautiful. I am never going to get my fill of her, but right now I am going to let her get comfortable with what she looks like with no clothes on.
“Gabriella, I want you to walk over to the mirror, then look at yourself and see how beautiful you are, and what I see.”
“Hamand, I have never liked to see myself naked. I don’t feel pretty. I feel like a plain Jane. Nobody has ever looked at me like you do. Nobody has never taken an interest in me.”
“That is why I am different from other people...I see you for who you are inside and out, and I think you are perfect for me. I don’t ever want to spend another night with another woman again. Let me love you and show you how a woman should be worshipped in my culture.”
“I thought women in your culture where to be seen and not heard, and to produce males.”
“No, woman are to be protected and worshipped, and yes, males are wanted,, but I will be happy if we have daughters, too.”
“So you don’t mind if we have nothing but daughters?”
“No, just as long as they are happy and healthy, and that I still have you. Yes, it would be nice to have a son, but we will get what nature gives us.”
“How do you know I will be a good mother. I didn’t have the best childhood, and I have no idea how parents are supposed to be.”
“I am not going to let you turn into your parents. You are to precious and smart to do that. Besides, you will have many people to help you raise our children, and you will be amazed at what you already know about being a parent.”
“Thank you, and I am actually feeling better about myself. You are so sweet, Hamand. Why did you pick me?”
“I think we were brought together by a higher, spiritual power...and a couple meddling people.”
“That could be possible. I know for a fact about two meddling girls that thought I needed to be loved by someone because I wasn’t getting it at home.”
“Well, I should reward those two with a big thank you and a special present.”
“I couldn’t agree more. Now what do you want to do?”
“I want you to go put the nightgown on and come to bed with me. I am going to let you sleep with clothes on until we get used to each other. I am not going to do anything but hold you...if you will let me.”
“I would like that very much. I can handle you holding me.”
“Good, now let’s get into bed, and go to sleep. You have a lot to do tomorrow. You start your language tutoring and will have more time with Leanna. You need to get the culture, traditions and language down. Can you do that for me?”
“Yes, I am willing to do that for you because I want to be a wife you can be proud of.”
“You could never disappoint me. Now time to go to sleep.”
“Okay.”
We lay down in bed and I pull her close to me. I nuzzle my head into her neck then start to kiss her. She tastes so sweet, and I can’t wait to taste her all over. She is just what I want in a woman, and she is mine...now and forever.
Hamand is cuddling with me, and for the first time in my life I am sleeping with a man...and all he is doing is kissing my neck. I have tingles running throughout my body. If this is what this is supposed to feel like, then I think I am going to like it. Yet, I am still worried about having sex for the first time. And I really am not sure about letting him get me pregnant. I never wanted to have children, but with Hamand I am beginning to have seconds thoughts about it. My mother was not the motherly type to me, and my father definitely didn’t give me the time of day. But with Hamand, I am starting to faith that I can be a good mother. How does this man do this to me? How does he make me feel better about myself and make me feel beautiful just by being in my natural state?
I finally fall asleep with this beautiful creature in my arms and it feels like a dream. I breath in deeply and discover that she smells like jasmine and I can’t help but love the scent of her. I wonder what she would smell like with her perfume mixed with sex. At the thought, I can feel myself getting hard. I press my manhood up against her so she feel what she does to me. I know that this is only the first night, and we have the rest of our lives to make love. Right now I am going to worship her, and make sure she feels loved before I make love to her. She has never experienced what I am going to do to her. She will be loved always and forever.
Chapter Eight
Geno
“Leo, go to the college and get my daughter, it is time for her to pay me a visit pay her debt to me.”
“Yes boss, I’ll go fetch Gabriella.”
“Good. I have raised her for years, and it’s time for her to pay me back. Her dumb bitch of a mother hasn’t done shit for me in years, and she couldn’t even give me a son. When you are done getting Gabriella for me I want you to go grab Cynthia. It is time she paid me as well for raising that fucking VanSnooden’s daughter for her.”
“Yes sir, boss. I will fetch her, too.”
“You are a good soldier, Leo. You have been my right hand man for years, and I
will reward you with Cynthia if you want. I just want the dumb bitch off my hands now that I am going to fetch a pretty penny for Gabriella. Now go. It is time for her to get her nose out of those damn books.”
“On it, boss.”
“Good, bring her to me after you get back. It is time for her to find out who she really is.”
Sending Leo is a good idea. He is the best man that I have, and always gets the job done. I know that he is forceful enough to bring her to me without hurting her if she refuses to come quietly. And, he does his job quickly and quietly. As I wait, I open up the internet auction on the black web that I set up to sell Gabriella. I knew there were interested men out there who were willing to give me the money that I am asking for for her. I scroll down the list until I see that a prince in Samarah who is interested. He is willing to pay me more than what I have asked. I decide to find out more about the prince who wants to pay that much money for my virgin step daughter. Leo has been gone for a few hours, which is unusual for him...and makes me wonder what is going on. Finally, after about five hours, he returns with Cynthia only.
“Where is Gabriella? I thought I told you to go get her.”
“She hasn’t been in school for over a month, sir.”
“What do you mean she hasn’t been in school...for how long?”
“A month, sir. It seems that she has left the country with a friend. They are both in the Middle East.”
“What the fucking hell…? When did this happen…? I have been paying her college tuition, and she hasn’t even been at the fucking school.”
“I guess, sir. I found out that she has been doing a semester abroad in some little country called Samarah.”
“How in the hell did she get over there without me knowing about it? Somebody was supposed to have been watching her at all times. She better still be pure...or I will kill her!”
“Sir, she is staying in the royal palace over there. I guess her friend is the Lady-in-Waiting for Princess Lily. She didn’t even need her passport since she was considered a royal guest, but when I searched her things, all her personal papers were gone.”
“Fuck! She was supposed be my cash cow...and expected to bring the family a fucking fortune. I don’t care what happens to her after she is bought, but damn it...I want that fucking money!”
/> “Sir, should we wait until she calls to find out when she is coming home? Since she is with the royal family, no one is allowed to bring her back against her will.”
“No, I will call my daughter. For now, bring my dumb bitch of a wife in here.”
Cynthia enters the doorway looking like she is strung out again. That woman is my going to be the death of me. I killed her father and her husband already, and I don’t know what has stopped me from killing her. She is useless!
“Cynthia...get your ass in here!”
“Yes, Geno, what did I do wrong now?”
“You fucking let that daughter of yours leave the fucking country with no way to bring her back. You didn’t do your job as a mother to keep an eye on her. I gave you one fucking job and that was to keep an eye on Gabriella.”
“I am sorry, Geno. I thought she was at school like she always is. I swear I don’t know where she gets it from...I hated school.”
“Maybe she got her brains from your dead husband because she sure as hell didn’t get them from you! The only thing she got from you, thank God, was your looks...before you were strung out all the time. I can’t believe this...I have a fucking buyer lined up for her, and she’s out of my reach!”
“Geno, you aren’t really going to sell our daughter...are you?”
“First of all, she is your fucking daughter, and second, yes I am. I sell women all the time, but Gabriella is a one of a kind, a beautiful virgin gem. She is going to the highest bidder, and right now I have a man who is willing to pay above the price I set, and I am going to let him have her.”
“How can you do that to her? She is such a good girl! She needs to live a life outside of this hellish one.”
“Shut up, Cynthia! If you wanted to have a say in how she was raised, then you should have spoken the hell up at that time. It’s my turn, and I am selling her! She owes me for raising her, and I am going to get what is mine...no matter what I have to do!”
“Please, Geno...don’t hurt her…”
“Like I am going to mar up that beautiful face of hers! Are you really that stupid? I will get more for her than any of the other tramps I have sold. Gabriella is perfection!”
“But what kind of person buys a young girl like that?”
“You’d be surprised...or maybe not. Your grandfather gave you to me...and you were used goods. Fat lot of good that did for me! You’re useless!”
“Geno, I am so sorry. I will find her, and I will bring her home. Let me do this.”
“To late Cynthia, she is overseas in the middle east, and now I can’t get my hands on her. I can no longer control her...and it’s your fault! If you hadn’t been such a horrible mother, none of this would have happened. It’s about time you pay for your daughter running away.”
“How are you going to do that?”
“I am going to kill you...just like I killed Bart and your father. You are nothing but a useless piece of fucking shit. I should’ve done this a long time ago...”
“NO, GENO! Please don’t kill me. It’s not my fault she ran away!”
“Too late, Cynthia.”
I pull my gun out and shoot her right between the eyes. She is now one less problem I have to worry about. She may have been my wife, but I was never loyal to her. I should’ve killed her years ago when I found out that she couldn’t give me a son. I have Cynthia’s body removed by my regular cleaning crew - they do a hell of a job of disposing of bodies. This dumb bitch doesn’t deserve a proper funeral, but maybe Gabriella will come home when she hears of her mother’s tragic accident.
I place a call to the funeral home and tell them that a new customer is arriving within the hour, and for them to do her up nice. It never ceased to amaze me how good of a job the mortician can do. After making all of the arrangements, I hang up and think of the best way to get my daughter home. Maybe, just maybe, I will get what I want after all.
***
The first thing I do after disposing of Cynthia is call my lovely daughter to tell her that her mother has passed away all of sudden, and then demand that she comes home immediately for the funeral. As soon as the Cynthia is buried, I am going to take Gabriella back home and beat her within an inch of her life for leaving home without permission, then, after she recovers and is obedient once more, I am going to sell her to the highest bidder. She will bring me a pretty penny...as she should for all the trouble she has caused us. After her marriage, she will no longer be my problem. Let some other man pay for her for the rest of her life. All she has done her entire life is cost me money...money to raise her, clothe her, feed her, put her in private school, and then college! And for what? A useless degree. She doesn’t fucking listen, not even when I told her that she was to take finance classes! So as far as I am concerned, the only use I have left for her is to make a quick buck. She will agree to this because I will beat her into submission.
Gabriella needs to understand that me and my men come first, and we need financial stability...especially since my guys haven’t been bringing in shit lately. Nothing has been panning out - none of my get rich quick schemes have worked, nor have I been collecting as much from the community for their safety. So, it is either sell Gabriella or merge with the Genonelli family. And that will never happen...ever… because I never want to go back to being a foot soldier again!
As I am planning my next move, Leo walks in with with an odd look on his face. The last time that happened he had come to tell me that one of my favorite call girls had been found dead. Which I had already known since I had had her killed.
“What do fucking want, Leo?”
“I just wanted to tell you that you have a call from a Prince Hamand from Samarah on the line.”
This must be the same prince that had looked at my bidding site. I can’t believe my luck. The day was definitely starting to look up! Maybe I didn’t have to drag Gabriella back here after all.
“Hello, Geno here.”
“This Prince Hamand, the future sheikh, of Samarah.”
“Prince Hamand, how nice to finally hear from you. I see that you are interested in my lovely daughter.”
“Yes, actually, I am.”
“Well, you can’t do much better than Gabriella. She is a beautiful young lady and will be very accommodating to you.”
“Will she now?”
“Oh, yes. She is a very obedient daughter, and willing to do whatever is necessary to please the man who will end up with her.”
“End up with her? Sir, are you telling me that that advertisement is for real? Are you really selling your daughter?”
“Yes, I am. You see, I have to be careful. I am a very important man, and it would never do for her to find her own mate.”
“Geno, is it?”
“Yes.”
“I am calling to tell you that you don’t have to worry about that anymore. I have Gabriella and I am not giving her back to you.”
“The hell you say! She is my daughter and you will give her back!”
“Actually, no, I will not. She has chosen to stay here with me.”
“Over my dead body!”
I stare at the now silent phone in my hand. The bastard had hung up on me! What the hell just happened? She has no right to give herself to whomever she wants! And a prince? What a disaster...unless there is some deep dark secret that he would be willing to pay me off for. Fuck, this is not how I wanted to spend my time! Unless she comes back on her own, I have lost my cash cow. Gabriella was no longer for sale, and that put me up shit creek. What the hell am I supposed to do now?
Chapter Nine
Now that Geno knows that I am not giving up Gabriella, I need to make sure she is safe here with me. Geno has a lot of men working for him. But first, I think it’s time that she and I have a discussion about our future together. She has been with me for a a couple of weeks now, and her tutors and Leanna tell me that she has been doing very well in her studies. She was amazing at the engagement party. My parents were impressed and told me that she wil
l make a great princess. They also believe that she will make a wonderful sheikha when it comes time for my father to retire in few years.
I leave my office in search of my beautiful bride-to-be. I need to talk to her about our future, and give her the low-down on what is going to happen. She has had enough time to get used to me and what it is going to be like when we get married. We are still sleeping in bed clothes, but that comes to an end tonight. We will be seeing each other in our natural states now, and I plan on giving her so much pleasure that she will be begging me to make love to her, and I am not going to deny her, either.
I find her working with her language tutor. I listen for a few moments just outside the doorway only to discover that she seems to be grasping the language perfectly. I am proud of her and all her hard work. I walk in, dismiss her tutor and then give Gabriella a long passionate kiss.
“Hey, I missed you, too. Is everything ok? You don’t usually come down during my lessons.”
“Nothing is wrong, I just wanted to be with you. Is that okay?”
“Sure...but what is really going on?”
“You are getting to know me very well. It’s time for us to have the talk.”
“Has it come time for that already? I am still scarred Hamand, and I don’t know if we should do that just yet.”
“We aren’t going to make love tonight, although I want to with everything I have in me. Instead, I am going to teach you how to pleasure me with your mouth, and then I am going to pleasure you. This will get you ready for when we do make love on our wedding night. I want you so much, Gabriella, and it is going to take everything I can not to make love to you. After tonight you won’t wearing clothes to bed anymore. You will be naked in bed with me. We will know every aspect of each other’s body by the end of the night.”
“Yes, I want that, too.”
“My sweet Gabriella, I am madly in love with you. Sleeping next you every night is driving me nuts. It is taking all of my will power not to take you every time you bump into me. I know that we kiss, and you let me taste you in certain ways, but it is time that we see each other as one cohesive unit.”
