Chapter Eleven-
Noel
We pretended that it didn't happen. I woke up in his arms on his bed. He told me before that he doesn't like subs sleeping in his room yet he made an exception for me.
Once he woke up, we had s*x again. We had s*x like 6 times before actually getting out of bed and taking a shower where we proceeded to f**k two more times. When we got out, he threw on a pair of sweatpants and gave me a loose shirt to wear. He said something about being tempted by me.
Now we're sitting in the kitchen and Dax is walking around cooking breakfast for us. I never said it again, but as time passes I'm realizing how true it was.
Dax is kind and loving. He's honest and protective. He's got the biggest heart and I couldn't ask for anymore. I do love him. It's not something I've felt before, but I know what this is. It's love.
"Noel?" Dax says, making my eyes come up to meet him. I wait for a moment before he speaks again. "I need to know if you meant what you said. I know you've been trying to avoid it, but I really need to know."
"I... well I just-"
"Rule nine." He reminds me. Don't ever f*****g lie to him.
I sigh deeply and gather my thoughts before speaking. "I love you, Dax. I mean it."
"I love you too."
I look up quickly and feel my eyes starting to water as I look at him. He loves me. He wouldn't lie about that, and he really loves me. I can't see why, but he does.
I jump up and rush over to kiss him. After a moment, I pull away and smile widely. "Does that mean we're... ya know? Dating?"
"Do you want to be my boyfriend?" He asks.
I nod instantly and bite my lip in attempt to hide my smile. I love him and he loves me and we're going to date. Maybe we could even get married or something in the future and have a bunch of ankle biters.
Hell I wouldn't be surprised if he knocked me up. We didn't use a condom so he came inside every time. With how fertile my mother is, I'm not so sure that being a guy keeps me exempt from having kids.
"f**k yes! Now when I tell people that you're my boyfriend, it won't be a lie." I tell him once I sit back into my seat.
"Right. If you'd like to, you could meet a few of my friends from outside of the club as well."
"Oh like your lovely doorman who gives me a nasty look every time I see him?" I ask.
Dax laughs loudly before rolling his eyes. "You're very rude to him."
"Dax, can you sing?" I can be random at times, but I've told Dax before that I'm easily bored with conversations and like to start new ones when it gets to that point.
"I can. Why? Did you want to hear something?" He puts a plate in front of me and sits next to me without making anything for himself. I guess he's not hungry right now.
"Of course."
He thinks for a moment before smiling and reaching out to brush his thumb over my cheek. He stares into my eyes as he takes a deep breath and starts singing.
"C'est ça, l'Amour, hmm mmm mmm mmm. Le grand Amour. L'Amour qui fait chanter la vie. Là dans tes bras, hmm mmm mmm mmm. Je sais déjà. Je sais déjà. Que mon bonheur est infini." He sings softly.
I gaze at him, getting dazed by the sound of his deep voice softly singing french words to me. I wouldn't have a clue what the song is about if I didn't notice the tune. So this is love.
"Mon coeur s'affole, hmm mmm mmm mmm. Et je m'envole. Je danse sous une pluie d'étoiles. Tu es ce que j'attendais, tu es mon rêve fou. Hmm mmm mmm mmm. Hmm mmm mmm mmm. C'est ça, l'Amour." He finishes, leaning in to peck my lips once he does.
"Wow... that was gorgeous. I didn't even know that you speak French." I admit, reaching up to take his hand and hold it tightly in mine.
"I minored in linguistics in college. I've continued to learn more languages as well so I'm fluent in 12 now." He informs me. I love learning new things about him. It makes me feel closer to him.
"French suits you... very sexy. I took spanish for a year in high school, but I dropped it because it was too hard to learn." I confess, brushing my thumb over his cheek before leaning in to peck his nose.
"I have a gift for you when we go to the club tonight. I want you to be on your best behavior, so I can give it to you." He informs me, beginning to eat his food with a soft smile.
I smile back and eat as well. "I'll be good for you, Master." I assure him.
After a few minutes of us eating in silence, I hear the front door open, turning to see a large man with Fabian following behind him, yelling at him. "You know Mr. Whitlock doesn't like you barging in without calling first. You must leave right now!"
"How am I supposed to ask permission when the ungrateful little brat doesn't answer his phone!" The man shouts back.
His hair is black with little pieces of gray mixed in. Even though he's clearly older than me by quite a few years, I still think he's pretty hot. He actually looks very similar to Dax.
When he spots Dax and I, the man walks towards us. Once he's closer, he gives me a once over and then a look of disgust. After that he turns to Dax and sighs before greeting him. "Dax."
I notice now that Dax clearly doesn't want him here. He's tense now and trying to put himself between me and the man looking at the two of us. I don't like that whoever this guy is can just come in and make Dax so upset.
"Father." Dax answers, making my eyes widen. No wonder they look alike, and no wonder Dax is so uncomfortable. From what he's told me, his father is horrible.
"I see you've got yourself a new w***e to play with. I was hoping to see you with a woman some time, but I guess you still haven't grown out of that phase."
"Don't call him a whore." Dax responds, taking a deep breath as he stands and crosses his arms over his chest. "You didn't come here to disapprove of my lifestyle, so what the hell do you want? Just spit it out or leave."
"I can see how you're interested in him. He's got a face like a girls." His father hums, walking over to grab my chin and yank me forward and out of my seat. He stares at my face for a moment, brushing his thumb over my cheeks and lips.
"Let go of him." Dax takes a step forward, but his father just takes one back, dragging me with him.
"It's fine, Dax. I couldn't care less of he thinks I look like a girl." I assure him, grabbing his fathers wrist to try to push it away, but before I can do much, his father grabs both of my wrists and pins them above my head against the wall.
My eyes widen as he trails his free hand down my chest. He moves his hand down farther and farther before slipping it under the shirt to cup me between my legs. I jump slightly and bite my lip to hold back a moan.
I know that he's Dax's dad, so I don't want him to f**k me, but anyone who grabs my c**k is going to get a reaction of some kind.
Once he feels my c**k, he gives me another look of disgust. He yanks Dax's shirt off of me, leaving me naked. "Nevermind. He's definitely a boy."
"Touch him again and I'll break your hand, old man. What the f**k do you want from me?" Dax snaps at him, forcing me to get behind him so that his father can't see my nudity.
I'm not bothered by being naked. Fabian comes in when I'm naked. Not to mention Dax's housekeeper and Andrew when he comes by. I've also been practically naked at the club before. Dax said that he just likes showing me off to everyone.
"I want shares of your company." His father answers, leaning against the island in the kitchen. He looks at me again before rolling his eyes. "I can't believe you fool around with these kids. Don't you think it's about time for you to settle down and have children? You won't be in your 20's forever, Dax. I thought you would've learned your lesson after that Elian kid cheated on you a thousand times."
"Shut the f**k up you wrinkly dicked, saggy balled, old man. What happens in Master's personal life has absolutely nothing to do with you, so don't you dare bring that up!" I shout, but Dax just shakes his head at me.
I glare at the man and shut my mouth while Dax sighs. His ex-fiancé. His name is Elian. If I ever see that guy, I'm gonna kick his ass.
"I can sell you 100 shares. No more than that. As for my personal life, It's not something I control. I like men, and it doesn't matter how many times I've been cheated on, that doesn't change." Dax says before making a shoo motion at his father. "Go away. Wire the money to the company and I'll put the shares in your name."
His father nods in agreement, shooting me one last nasty glance before leaving. I huff and cross my arms as Dax turns to me.
"I'm sorry. Are you alright?"
"I'm fine. Not the first time I've been groped by a hot old guy."
"Hot?" Dax laughs, making me blush and look to the side.
"Well I just mean that he kinda looks like you and well... y'know?" I mumble, making him laugh harder.
He wraps his arms around me to pull me against him and kiss my cheek. "I get it. I'm sure you'd want two of me if it were possible. Anyway, Skylar and Dimitri are doing a public scene tonight and I think it would be good for you to watch."
"You watch your friends have s*x?"
"I do. When you put it that way, it sounds more inappropriate, but I watch as many public scenes as I can. It is my club after all, so I like to know what's going on and to make sure that my rules are being followed. Besides, Skylar and Dimitri are one of the more unique couples. They draw in quite the crowd." Dax explains, making me nod in agreement.
I want to ask about Elian. How does his father know about it? Did Dax introduce Elian to his parents? How old was the guy? When were they planning to get married?
I keep the questions in my head, not daring to bring it up while Master looks so happy. I'm glad that I can brighten his mood even when his father stops by. He deserves to be happy, and I'm honored to make him happy.