The Contract for his Pleasure

Chapter 8- She's mine

PETER

As she approached me I felt my heart beat sped up. I took her hand and placed a gentle kiss on it to show all those perverts that she's mine. But they were still looking. It wasn't enough. So I pulled her close and seized her lips. I demanded access to her mouth and she surrendered onto me. She returned my kissed and I pulled her even closer. When we parted she was gasping for air.

"Well, she's a beauty." Said a familiar voice. I turned to see one of my business partners.

"Dean, what a surprise. " I said as I laced my arm around her waist.

"How have you been Peter?"

"I was great," I replied.

"And who is this?" He asked his gaze washed over her.

"This is Juvia. MY date." I emphasized the point that she was mine. Dean was one of these hungry predators that I was talking about. He stood there swallowing her up in his gaze.

"Nice to meet you.!" He said as he shook her hands and his gaze deepened.

"Do you want to go blind?" I asked innocently.

"Well no. Of course not." He replied

"Well, I kindly suggest that you direct your gaze somewhere else."

"Come on Peter I mean her no harm."

"I know that. Otherwise, we wouldn't be having this conversation with you in one piece." I replied calmly but I must have been glaring with a deadly gaze as I felt her squeeze my arm.

"May I borrow her for a dance?" he said and he began sizing her up.

"No!!" I exclaimed as I held her even tighter.

"Come on just one dance."

"I said no. Go find yourself your own woman." And I held her tighter.

"Possessive much?" He asked as he raised his brow.

"I'm not possessive I just don't trust your perverted hands on my woman," I replied

"Don't worry." She said to me. "I'll be fine." And before leaving she pecked my lips.

"If you make just wrong direct contact I will kill you then make a donation to your funeral."

"Don't worry I know how crazy scary you are." He replied.

And with that, she took his hand and she led her to the dance floor. I watched as he twirled and spun her. And pulled her closer and whisper something in her ear that causes her to blush and giggle. Giggle like a love-struck high school girl. Why don't she laugh like that for me? And I wanted her to laugh like that for me. I wanted to tackle him and grab my woman.

"We need to talk Peter." A voice came from behind me.

"What do you want old man?"

"Old man?!?. Why you little runt. A little manners goes a long way you know." he scolded.

"What do you want old man?" I repeated.

"How dare you call your father an old man?" He asked

My father Matt Anderson. The man that gave me everything. With his black hair slight greying at the sides and his posture beginning to fade he stood with his arms locked behind his back.

"I've can find the perfect bride for you." He stated.

"No thanks," I replied not bothering to look at him.

"She's a beauty." He said as he watched Juvia dance with Dean.

"You sound like a perverted old man," I replied between clenched teeth.

"Rude!" he chimed.

"What are you up to?" I asked

"You have two choices. Either marry the girl or find a girl that will marry you in a month."

"Is that a threat?" I asked.

"No, but you need to get married." he replied as he rubbed his fingers over scalp.

"Why?" I asked.

"You are a billionaire and the heir of the company. To maintain that you need to be married."

I clicked my tongue and sighed which only got me slapped in the head.

"Hey..."

"That's for clicking your tongue."

"Miserable old man," I muttered under my breath but he had the ears of a beast.

"What was that?"

"Leave the child alone Matt!!" Said a familiar voice.

Sapphire Anderson, the wife of my dad. She hugged me and I kissed her on the cheeks. "You look stunning mom."

"Why thank you son." she gushed.

I remained quiet as he spoke. Cause replying to the old man would lead to an argument. Followed by punishment from Sapphire.

"Anyways the girl is over there."

He said as he pointed to the opposite side of the room. A young woman was there staring at me. The sight of her made my heart beat slowed. Rebecca Valentinov. I would not dear put a ring on her finger and I'm not being rude. She would sleep with anyone just to get whatever she want. She's from a powerful family and she's their best negotiating tool and I'm smart enough to know they're planning something. As she continued to batter her eyelashes one got caught in her eyes and she ran to the restroom.

"You must be kidding dad!!" I yelled in complete disbelief.

"You must think of the company. Her family could really boost the business." he stated.

"I'm disappointed in you Matt!" mom hissed.

"I was only joking, partly." He reassured her.

"Let him be Matt!" Said his wife as she kissed him.

"Did you just see that son?" dad asked.

"The image that's going to give me nightmares? Of course! I mean what's more horrifying than seeing two old people slobbering over each other." I replied with a smirk.

"It's love son." Said mom, as she ruffled my hair as she usually does.

"Get your own wife son. Sapphire is only allowed to rub my hair." He said as he pulled her to him and she chuckled.

"Rub what your scalp? There's no hair left there." I emphasized and mom burst out laughing.

"Let's go, Matt. We're disturbing our son watching his date. However dear as your mother I think its only fair that you hear this from me. You look like a creep watching her so intently."

"What do you mean creepy? I'm just casually observing the events taking place at the party."

"She must be special if you can't tear your gaze away to look at your poor old man." dad added.

"What of it?" I said as I continued to stare at her.

"It's just a rare sight. You never gave anyone a second glance before." dad replied.

My father walked away and left me there watching my girl dancing.

MY GIRL

The dance ended and she walked back over to where I was.

"I see you found him entertaining." I muttered, instantly regretting the words as they slipped off my tongue.

"What are you talking about?" She said with a quizzical look.

"You never laughed like that for me. " I added.

"That's because you never gave me a reason to. That's because all you do is throw insults at me if and when we are having s*x and there is no laughing or giggling during s*x. So excuse me for not laughing."

"Don't talk to any other men because you only belong to me. Don't dress this way for anyone else except for me." I whispered in her ear.

"That's not fair!! You can't control me like that!" She yelled.

"Don't make a scene Juvia." I replied as i saw the crowd turning to see the root of the commotion.

"If that's what you want." She replied.

"We're leaving," I said as I grabbed her hands not daring to leave her behind.