Billionaire Obsession

The house

The house was an impressive penthouse surrounded all around by bushes and shrubs. It was protected by a security gate; the type that you had to punch the security codes into or use your fingerprints. She stood sheeplessly by the gate not knowing the next step to take.

A voice from the intercom startled her, a voice she had come to recognize as Michael's voice.

"Access has been granted, come right in", the voice said

Suddenly the gates swung open and Lily walked in. He must have activated the code from inside.

Lily walked in and saw herself face to face with the face she hated and had no wish to see but didn't have a choice. Michael. Ever handsome in his casual evening clothes with his hands in his pockets.

"Follow me" he said as he turned and walked into the house.

Lily followed him inside an airy sitting room, it looked just like something straight from the movies: walls covered with expensive artwork, plush carpet that sank under her feet each time she stepped to walk, beige coloured sofas and a centre table that looked like it was recently carved from a tree.

He led her out of the sitting room and into the kitchen. Lily took one look at the kitchen and knew it wouldn't cost anything less than $300,000 to furnish. The expensive kitchen equipment and cabinets that looked like they were made out of mahogany wood.

"The chef just left", Michael said as he waved casually towards the refrigerator. "You can take whatever you need from there when you get hungry", He said.

Lily nodded as she continued to clutch tightly at her bag. Finally, Michael led her to a dark room that looked like a storage. He opened the windows to reveal a room that was every artiste's dream: large canvases and numerous acrylic and oil paints in different colours, every other thing that would be needed for painting was all there.

"This is where we stay to get the work done", He said.

"So I take it that you want me to paint you?" Lily asked, comprehension dawning on her.

"Yes, I'll be your subject", He said.

"If you are ready we can start now", Lily said as she placed her bag on a nearby chair and started to unpack the items. She tied her apron over her cloth and used a headband to hold her hair in place.

"Do you particularly have any outfit you want to change into before we start?" Lily asked.

"Yes, give me a minute"

Michael entered a narrow door that Lily hadn't seen earlier on. It was adjoined to the room and was separated by a white curtain. Lily sat down as she waited for Michael to change.

A few minutes later, she heard a rustle and turned. The sight she saw made her jaw drop. She was struck speechless.

Michael stood there with no clothes on. His chest was bare, showing off his well sculpted chest, his six set of abs were prominent. Lilu willed herself to look down between his legs and when she did, she let out a muffled scream.

Michael was endowed with what people called a "third leg", his member was about eight and a half inches, thick and had girth.

"You can stop ogling at me and get down to work", Micheal said cutting off her train of thoughts.

Lily's cheeks went red with embarrassment as she quickly averted her eyes.

"Why are you without any clothes on?", She asked

"You are going to be painting me in the nude", Michael said as he chose a seat close to the window. It was a white sofa and he settled himself on it.

"Now draw me like one of those French men", He said unperturbed but Lily's discomfort.

"I can't do that. I don't paint nudes", She said

"It doesn't matter. You signed a contract and this is what it entails. I need this painting as a prized possession. No one is to know that you are painting this", He said.

"Why can't you ask for a clothes painting like a normal person? I can't stand painting a naked person, let alone a naked one", Lily asked angrily.

"Are you scared that you are going to be turned on?"

"Eww no. That's the least of my worries"

"Prove it then. Prove it by painting me. Let's get down to business, just take it as a normal day of your work", Michael said as he relaxed further into the sofa.

Lily heaved a sigh and decided to paint him anyway. What could she possibly do? Besides, she thought, she had signed a non disclosure agreement and she needed that money.

"Alright, let's get down to work", Lily said.

She arranged herself on the seat in front of the fresh canvas and picked up her paintbrushes. It was time to work for that money.

She decided to start painting from his face. She loved how the light from outside fell on his eyes and changed their colour to a honey colour. She admitted inside her that this man was indeed handsome.

Yes handsome, but he was still the asshole that made it such a big deal when she accidentally spilled her drink on him.

Three hours later and Lily was already exhausted. She had managed to get a sketch of his head and torso so far.

She leaned backwards to examine her work.

She was pleased with what she saw. It looked like the sculpting of a greek God; well toned chest and well toned abs. She silently admitted that she did well.

"I'm going to have to take a break now", she announced as she stood.

Okay, good. If you're hungry you can have anything from the fridge. Michael said as he stood up, throwing a piece of cloth around his waist to cover up.

Lily removed her apron as she made her way to the spacious kitchen. She was starving and she really needed something to eat. She brought out some sliced bread and a jar of peanut butter. She looked around for a bread knife , found one and started to spread her bread as she thought: What the f**k had happened today?