MY TREASURED DESIRE

CHAPTER FOUR: Greta Merkel's Point of View!

Sir Reinhard Merkel’s Mansion, Lagos, Achaia, Asia.

I reminisced about what happened to me some months ago, and still feel so amazed to imagine my father’s semantic tricks on the King of Achaia - his childhood friend - and his wife’s uncle. My maternal grandfather was the other son of the emperor, the King’s brother, who died in one of the bitter diplomatic rows between Achaia and her neighbouring state. The reigning Prince of Middleville is my uncle, while the King of Achaia is my Grand Uncle. But the two national leaders are not biologically related. My father had married the eldest sister of the present ruler of Middleville. General Liu Cheng Yu shares the same Mom with my mom, but not the same dad… My paternal grandmother and my mother’s dad hail from the Achaian Royal Family. Hence, mother, Lucy Merkel’s story, is another kettle of fish!

The equation from the Middleville angle is that the hard feelings harboured by the descendants of the Achaian King’s brother will be settled if I could end up being a future queen of Achaia… Our over-protective elders – my parents are also culprits - could be so overbearing. Well, human beings can be so short-sighted because of selfish calculations in mutual relationships: Emotional people who fear so much but lose sight of what genuine love is. My mother was a pawn in their game, so she wanted to regain her losses through economic empowerment. Then, I am supposed to be a pawn in their game too. How unsettling. Hahaha! Not to worry, a girl-child could be so cunning, deceptive - and yet, make herself look so fragile and believable – if she so desires! Can you imagine, they see me as a gambler and weakling in love… So, they sought to help me fulfil my grim dreams to their own advantage.

Hahaha!

So, my dad’s business-centred match-making game finally succeeded in coercing the Great Prince Reynold Chang of Achaia to visit me in my father’s palatial home, with flowers… No, he must be an actor in a nightmare!

I had earlier instructed my maids not to answer my doorbell but to stay at their duty posts for today – without interfering. So, I ran to my bedroom and set a hidden video camera to auto-record whatever happens on my bed, beginning from exactly thirty minutes till two hours ahead. Then, I ran to the doorstep and stopped, to catch my breath… I nudged myself and whispered, “So, you have finally won the bet from your snooty, high-hat girlfriends at the German-Achaia University – that the Crown Prince of Achaia should be my boyfriend for at least 6 months… That one is by the way!”

At that moment, I switched on my iPhone recorder to document our expected discussions, thereby making the encounter more convincing before the scrutineers! “Death is a woman,” the popular playwright wrote. But I just must do this, once, to win the bet. ‘This is only the first level of the bet, worth $250,000=,’ a friend had informed me. But what can’t I do for cash?!

“Is anyone at home?” His manly voice pierced through my excited state. WOW, I am a winner!

I quickly opened the door of my side of the Huge Mansion to let him in, securely closing the door after him... His fragrance was perplexing. His chiselled, stately face drowned my heart in passion, but I did avoid looking into his eyes. I guess it is because I do not want to make mistakes and get my heart involved: I must use my head to make this money. I subconsciously touched his chest and examined his six-packs of torso muscles, without him noticing. “Wow, what a physically fit and handsome Prince Charming,” I thought to myself…

The Game to make myself a lover of the Crown Prince started in the last four years: Then, I was merely 15, but I needed the best as my pawn: and the Crown Prince is Super Rich. I was super cute and sensually exposed. You would think I was a slut (sic). Nay, I am not! I only had a 21-year-old sidekick, a wealthy heir of General Batteries Inc., who lusted after me like hell. So, I made it a mere game. It was so nice but tough. Now, I have got the real target's attention. Love or no love, I seek to get paid for testing how strong he is in bed… Can't one enjoy some games while one is still young and sexy? But is he truly in my house today? Prince Hard-To-Get!

Hahaha!

While I was lost in my own world of lusts, my heart was beating heavily and so fast… He was checking me out, a mistake, so he really turned to face me… Of course, no man could resist Miss Germany’s seductive enchantment! I felt a sweet aroma of expensive mint as he drew so close to my genuine blonde head and parted his lips close to mine. I allowed my eyes to close as I allowed him to draw himself closer into my prison of lust, and then, he held me seductively and kissed me passionately… I never expected to enter the world of fantasia. I thought I was a “Pro” in mind-games, then his tongue seems to re-awaken my fantasies. The kiss became irresistible and charming, and it got to my head, making me want him… Then, it all became fierce. I couldn’t help but let out a sexy moan: It must have lasted for some minutes… Alas, the gentleman in him stopped him… I slowly opened my eyes in his arms.

“I’m so sorry, Miss Greta Merkel… I was carried away by your sumptuous, untainted, genuine beauty. I could not stop myself… Do you like the flowers?” He said, with a British accent in a bedroom tone.

I quickly tried to get myself back, staggered, and stammered: “Oh, I… Okay”. I allowed myself to be freed from his sweet embrace, and I quickly fingered the expensive bouquet. I nodded, even when I didn’t care about flowers at that moment. A wealthy and lovely German Ex-Beauty Queen like me should be used to flowers! Oh Gosh, I would have made love to him before leading him to the bedroom… Before 30 minutes? I felt so happy and disappointed in myself at the same time. The rule states that I must ensure that we are together for at least 6 months… or better still, give evidence that we made love to each other on the first day of coming together to cement our union - before I claim the $250,000= prize.

I politely gestured for the ‘Prince’ to come, as I gave him another warm embrace as we moved to my private sitting room. My boobs were full and bouncing, and his eyes could not save him. I know that what I was wearing will turn even the Eunuch on. My perfume works with men’s love for feminine beauty. I knew that his etiquette must fail him today!

“What would you love to eat, My Prince? Should I get you some pure fruits juice for a start?” I asked with a seductive smile. But I did not wait for his answer as I dashed into my well-stocked modern kitchen where one of my maids had already prepared the Juice, injected with a potent aphrodisiac. I changed into a highly sexy pink negligee that I kept away at the corner of the kitchen. Then, bringing the jug and glasses out of the kitchen and getting nearer to my target, I poured out a full cocktail glass for each of us and kept the large jug of natural juice on the table. I knelt before him and gave him a peck on his lips while asking him “How do I look, Prince Reynold of Achaia?”

“Luscious and alluring… Are you tempting me?”

I only replied: “No, why should I tempt my future husband?” and we laughed it off, still cuddling one another possessively.

We discussed the Union that is being proposed by his father and mine. My father’s Estate Firm – and our Construction Conglomerate - is the largest in all of Asia. Though we are no match for the Achaia Mining Corporation owned by the Royal Family, we agreed on some terms and assured ourselves to allow the Union to work. But as he stood up, he lifted me up and said: “If you agree, I’ll make you mine forever!”

I did not know how to respond… It was not close to 30 minutes. That means I must keep him chatting for a while longer… But he gulped the full content of his glass and asked for us to go out for some fresh air. I asked him why, and he said he does not want to rush me. Oh, is that not a risk? What if he decides to go away after getting to the garden?

I insisted that we need not go out now, by telling him the story of how I have been dreaming of him for four years before my father decided to help me out from the Business angle, and my mother spoke to his Mum on the need “...for a lady to love his would-be suitor genuinely – as a panacea for great wedlock. Men would always catch up!”

So, I challenged him to wait. He could as well do whatever he wanted with me as I love him so much…

He came closer to me and reminded me that I am too beautiful and fragile to cope with what I was asking for… So, I replied: “Try Me!”

I did not know how he touched me that my pant became so wet, so I moved closer to him to see the best he could muster… He gently picked me up after locking his lips with mine. He looked around to find my bedroom door and moved on. With a gentle tap, the door opened to reveal a beautifully decorated king-sized bed in a seductively arranged suite, and he put me down gently on the scented bed… Soon our dresses kept flying around the room as emotions took the better part of us… I ignored the fact that I had a camera on, that will only start recording in the next fifteen minutes or so. How will I stop myself as he kissed me in the lobe of my ear and around my neck, and I saw heavenly bliss? I did not know how to resist the sensation I felt when he kissed my thigh down to my pubic area, while his other hand was getting me further into losing my wits as he fondled my full and firm breasts. I had never imagined that these sensations will be part of the game, as I had never had these true feelings with anyone ever, talk less of someone who just became close to me for the very first time. This is so serious… and real.

He licked around and round my c******s and I grabbed his hair as if it would get me my sanity back as he disarmed me with his tongue. I raised my hips up and arched my back to get him to have a better penetration… and I could not stop my moaning while I felt my own orgasm, coming. I rolled my eyes seductively and begged him to ‘deal with me’, his offender. He agreed, showed me his 9 inches of rock-hard manhood while using the soft cap of it to torment me down there. I was too wet in my p***y and helpless. He suddenly jerked the full length of his p*nis into me forcefully and I got hit in ecstasy…

He banged me so hard until every part of my body was on fire. He kept stroking me on and on, changing his postures and mine until about forty minutes. He never spared my pointed and full pair boobs, which had arrested him since I met him at the doorstep... He threw my over-confidence away and I started moaning, with warm tears rolling down my eyes… I could only mutter sexily, “You have got me…” as he started jerking and moaning as he came heavily, all into me.

“Oh Yeah. I… won’t… forgive myself… if I didn’t get you,” he answered belatedly…

None of us could control the fire we had kindled. We kept hugging one another as if we were newly married couples on their nuptial night, with no cares in this world…

I clung unto him as if my life depended on it, and I started touching him until he got hard again… I now sat on his d**k to show him that he could not always win… This round was too much for me to describe, that I lost the sense of reasoning. I had never enjoyed s*x like this before, in my life… I made up my mind that I will marry this Prince, no matter what. What is wrong with my quest for power that comes with the extra package of life-long good s*x?!

As both of us were sweating profusely, we lay on the bed to gain strength. He turned to me and kissed my reddened lips, and I got so… truly shy for the first time in my life.

Then, I courageously picked the intercom. It was already about 1 hour and 30 minutes after his arrival at our mansion. So, I called to ask two maids to prepare the meal which I had told them about. The maids are to fix the dining table for his choice of life-reviving meal, which my investigations have revealed. We would come there together. So, they should find somewhere to go – within their comfy room - afterward.

As I dropped the receiver, he came to my side of the bed, stark naked and hard. He picked me up, sexily rolled me to his back, and never put me down until he had skilfully prepared the Jacuzzi and safely placed me inside the soapy bubbles. He joined me inside… and I begged him for fast hot s*x. He gave that to me out of the Jacuzzi – after preparing my body for it inside the Jacuzzi.

When we relaxed a bit, I told him that I had only one lover at age 15, before my strong feelings for Prince Reynold Chang started to keep me far away from the then 21-year-old, a second-generation rich heir of General Batteries. I lost him immediately after my Birthday two years ago! Now, I will be 19 in five days… “The last time he had s*x with me was on my sixteenth birthday, and I was fantasizing with your photo before and after the uneventful s*x acts. He wept before he left me for good. He is now married, anyway: Match-made in Achaia's unwritten Business Families Code!” I paused and turned to him:

“Who was your first love? How many beautiful girls have you turned into my state… of wishing to have you forever?” I asked him, now fearing that I might need to abort my games, as I am beginning to like him. So, I should not lose him.

“Not something cool to remember. I was in two relationships at different times… From beautiful wealthy families like yours. My work gives me no real chance to meet girls like this,” he honestly replied.

“What happened on each occasion?” I enquired with genuine simplicity.

“Conclusion… The first lady was so sexually active that she was always caught sleeping with other wealthy guys. That was my first love. It lasted from while I was 17 up until I clocked 18. We could not mend fences and we broke up. No one appealed to me again until... On my 20th Birthday, I met and fell in love with a lovely Hollywood actress who followed my cousin, Raymond Chang, to my Birthday Party… She was later found to be a Super-Rich hater of the downtrodden. She looks down on everyone else that is not wealthy. She felt that until marriage, she has the right to sleep with anyone she feels wet for! I spent about one and a half-billion dollars, foolishly trying to change her views… We went on expensive cruises and trips… I tried to keep her. But she was so arrogant and would not see anything special in all I did for her. We broke up when she did not attend my 21st Birthday!”

“And why did she not come?”

“She was shooting a pornographic film… starring with her crush! When I offered to pay up what she would hope to earn in that film, just to avoid the shoot… She sent me a 40 minutes’ porno video of how she had a one-nightstand with a random guy with an 11-inch p*nis… She added a note with that video to me, saying clearly: 'You are no match!’”

“Oh, God!” I exclaimed, I felt angry on his behalf.

“Would you agree with me if I conclude – as it is in my heart - that a marriage or relationship without strong love for one another is a waste?”

“What is your own worst behaviour,” he suddenly asked me, without giving a response to my conclusions.

Without thinking, I said: “We are wealthy, but I get my kick from gambling. I once lost Dad’s $1,000,000,000=! He sent me to a Rehabilitation Centre. But I sneaked out… Later, I was forgiven. Dad’s psychologist said that if I find someone I love so truthfully, I will listen to him and forget the bad habit… I hope it works between us!”

Hmmm!