THE BILLIONAIRES GROOM

chapter two

"Eat Arnold", she instructs with a smile.

I picked up my cutlery and picked the steak gently, and then she said again " Let's get married, Arnold.

She says it and sips her wine as her blue eyes poke for an answer.

The steak hooks in my throat and I try to push it down with water, my eyes turn red, and then she says to me" you will be compensated well for it".

"What compensation? " Marrying you is all the compensation I would need, I said in my head.

I do not answer as my head repeats the word "prank" continuously.

"Ohh it is not a joke", she says, reading my expression.

"You and I are getting married and I would like to call my lawyer now, she stands and walks back to her desk and places a call.

I didn't hear anything, so I waited patiently for her to return. I didn't even get the chance to protest.

I see her walk back towards me in her suit and half skirt and heels, which puts her fine figure and bust out there.

She sits back and cups her glass again, taking a sip. She says "my lawyer will be here soon.

Let's finish our lunch", Queenie says.

I am saying now for the first time properly "you are not kidding, you want to marry me?

Yes, and our first marriage will be today after you sign the nondisclosure forms.

I hear her but I don't mind. Rich people like to be secure about their choices. I don't mind I calm myself.

And then the door opens and a darkly tall and handsome man walks in.

"You are early," I blurt out.

"I used the helicopter, " he said .

"I stared wide-eyed and he added " cooperation has two'. He put his hand in his briefcase and fished out some papers and handed them to me. I didn't look at them, I just checked for the place to put my signature.

"You should read that, or have a lawyer check it out for you ! Ray Clifford says.

"No I am fine, I replied. He turns over to the back and says "you will have to leave your signature here as well".

"Okay, since we are all done here, I will have to go now. Have a happy married life, Mr. and Mrs. ShawShaw, he announced before making his way out of the office.

"Wait! " How did he know my name? I ask out loud.

"He drafted the papers you just signed and it is not today he did that," she said.

I know a lot about you and so does he.

And you are the right man for me, she says and adds"come let's go get married.

I follow her and we end p in New York state court.

And before noon we had become Mr and Mrs shaw. As we walked out of the court, she said," I would like you to move in before the white wedding.

And I would like that to be today. I just agreed and then we went to my place and then penthouse, her penthouse, which was a thirty-minute drive away.

And in this moment I had calculated all the possible s*x positions I could think of.

As crazy as it sounds, we have not even held hands with me. I felt the excitement welling in my trousers about how I would feel when it all happened.

I am a patient and a patient man they say eats the fattest bone.

We got to her building and took the elevator up to the 12th floor and then she opened the door with a key card from her bag.

And as we entered, there was another beautiful lady in her nighties and I could see her titties poking out from t half revealing clothing. She was not as busty as Queenie Dale, she was Christine Monroe who I had just introduced to, a brunette who is Queenie's roommate is a slender lady with lips thin you would not mind kissing every second.

She walks to the bar at the right part opposite the kitchen counter and pours me a glass of wine, she walks in and hands me nobody to whine and says " You should be a relaxed husband, nobody will eat you.

Her voice was so enticing and confident, another reason why she told me to relax felt alarming.

Queenie showed me to my room and vanished.

I took a shower and there I held onto my wand to relieve myself of all the s****l build-up growing within me.

After I was done, I went to the living room to watch some TV.

Christine was the only one seated there and she asked "when is the white wedding?

"This weekend", I reply to her and as my eyes fall on her body,swallow hard she walks and seats close to me, her hand resting on my lap and then she says" let me help you relax and get aclimated a bit as her hand moves between my laps and holds my d**k.

She moved her soft hand gently across its length, tightening her grip each time she moved close to the cap, her back was relaxed beside me and she continued to play with it as short moans left her lips. I am enjoying this minute and every second, but then i turn to observe her, her other hand dipped between her own thighs.

I don't complain, I don't worry, I just enjoy the moment.

As she continued, I would feel my juice well up, Christine went faster and then I release inside my sweatpants and she withdraws her hand slowly and stands up and leaves.

Here, I felt as though this is a trap, but then I reasoned my whole day had been a trap.

From the moment I left my house up until now. The best I can do is enjoy it all, and it is the only thing that I can control how I feel.