His Warm Embrace

Chapter 4

I woke up with my bed drenched in sweat. That was by far the craziest dream I have ever had, like of all time. Damn. I mean, I've dreamt of women before; this was not a first in that aspect, but it's the kind of dream I had that mattered.

I dreamt about a cute, shy innocent girl, who maybe made me leak from my d**k by roughly squeezing my balls, but maybe that was some weird massage technique and I only came because it was so surprising, and then I made up an image of her being this weird dominatrix or whatever in my head. Nobody dominates Adams Stones, it was just a weird dream.

I got up from the bed and looked out the window; today was a beautiful day; from the movement of the trees, I could tell that it was slightly windy. I made my way to the bathroom and just laid in the tub allowing the hot water to erase the crazy thoughts I had in my head. When I was done getting ready for the day I checked my schedule on my phone and remembered I had dinner with my brother today.

Jeremiah Stone. Jeremy had been my only support ever since dad died when we were kids, leaving us his vast fortune, but it was through our hard work and teamwork, and most importantly of all, our undying loyalty for each other that made us strive to be perfect and get everything we wanted.

We were the deadly duo; mega corporations even called us the two princes that ran the world. Where I controlled the business of things like housing, hotels, and real estate, Jeremy had control over every food and drink corporation in the world. From cereals down to alcohol, every processed food product had his hands in them.

It had been quite some time, though; the last time I saw him, he was going through a heavy divorce and wanted to take a trip to the island to clear his head. "I wonder how he's fairing," I said to myself as I hopped into the car and checked the location of his restaurant on my phone where I was meant to meet him. As I left the garage, I saw my driver waiting for me with his head bowed. He knew that I would want to drive myself to meet my brother, and he dared not to disobey.

As I made the final turn I checked the map to make sure. Whether it was the universe playing tricks on me or by some weird chance of fate, Jeremy's restaurant was opposite the Massage Palace. "That's weird," I muttered under my breath; I checked if I could see her again through the see-through mirrors, but I couldn't even get a glance at her bright red hair. I had almost convinced myself that it was a wig. No one's hair could be that bright red.

"Adam Over here!"

I turned to the direction of the voice and lo and behold, my charming but less attractive brother. He looked much better than the last time I saw him, while he was practically sobbing over one woman, that's why I never cared for marriages, all these women wanted was the money, they never cared about the man, that's why you don't show them any love and make them lick the dust off your feet before throwing them away and finding someone to do the same thing with all over again.

"Well, what do we have here? Jeremiah Stone, looking dashing as ever older brother, keep up with whatever you're doing, and you might even get more handsome than me," I said with a smile on my face while I spread my arms and hugged him.

"Ha! Look who's talking; you can't even grow a decent beard; what's that on your face? You know people respect a man more when he has a good-looking beard," Jeremiah said heartily as we sat down at his table. He was in such a good mood, I wondered whether he had good news, maybe he wanted to see me to announce he had found a new wife, I mean it wouldn't be surprising if he found another woman already, or maybe he was thinking of asking me to have one of his restaurants again, that would explain why the one we were currently in was empty.

"Hey man, the ladies love my stubble, and I don't know what respect means; you, of all people, should know I rather have people fear me than respect me," I replied to Jeremiah, stroking the stubble on my chin.

He let out a soft laugh before replying "Yes yes, you've always been my little psycho"

"Hey!" I objected immediately with a smile still on my face to let him know I acknowledged his joke. "I'm like what, 5 or 6 years younger than you! You can't call me little"

"Alright, alright, cool, your pants." his demeanor became serious, so I guessed he was about to finally tell me why he had scheduled the meet-up. "Listen, Adam, I wanted to tell you that I was done with the whole food business thing. I have already sold 20% of all my companies, and I have enough money to retire a million men; I'd still keep some that my children would inherit but that's the problem..."

Oh no, I have seen that look on Jeremy's face before, I know where he's heading with this. Not this again.

"I want to have kids, Adam," Jeremy finally said after a brief pause.

"Well, what's stopping you, big guy?" I asked, even though I knew exactly what his answer was going to be.

"I want to find a wife, and before you say anything, I mean an actual wife, someone that would love me, someone that won't see me as a get-rich-quick scheme, someone that would f**k me over and over and over again until we turn old," he said with his eyes of life. What is it with Jeremy and his whole finding love idea? Love wasn't for men like us; we didn't need people to love us; we needed them to fear us, to depend on us.

"Listen..."

I wanted to answer, but I thought about what I was going to say first; Jeremy was probably being serious, and I didn't want to be a bad brother.

"Listen, Jeremy, I know you know how I feel about love and women and people in general, and if you wanted my advice I'd ask you to find a woman that fits your taste, bang her till you got and son and pay her for her services" I looked at him and could already see the disapproval in his eyes, then I continued "but since I'm sure that's not what you want to hear, all I'm going to say is good luck, and I can't wait to be an uncle and possibly a godfather too, I've always felt I had that godfather charm"

"You wish," Jeremy replied, and we laughed for a long time before he spoke again. "So you haven't found a woman you wanted to keep? After all this while Adam? He asked.

"Well, if we're talking about a woman I wanted to keep.." I said, turning my head to look at the massage Palace, and I saw her. The woman I wanted to have.I looked back at Jeremy and he just stared with a puzzled look on his face as if waiting for my reply.

"I had the craziest experience last night Jeremy, and I mean it was crazy. I met this girl"

"Oh, that's nice to hear, unexpected but nice to hear," Jeremy said with a smile spread across his face.

"As I was saying, she was something else, not like any woman I've ever had wrapped around my finger, she looked so young and so innocent"

"Woah, Adam, I know it's been a while since we met, but I never knew you as the type of guy to be into the um... young and innocent types" Jeremy said with wide eyes searching mine and waiting for a response.

"No, no, that's not what I meant at all," I said with a serious expression so he knew that I meant what I said but I could still see a hint of disbelief

"Just come with me, Jeremiah; you do look like you could use a massage," I said to him as I got up from the table.

"A massage? I thought you were talking about a woman you wanted. You're into a masseuse now?"

"Just come with me".