One Night Only

Dante

I keep hearing her mention something I sent her. I sent Franco to deliver some things I bought for her a few days ago, but I chose not to give them to her earlier. I was also a bit confused during that time. Since then, she has stirred up many extreme sensations in me. Something very out of the ordinary. Something I had never felt before. In fact, I didn’t even know what it was to feel. All I ever felt was how my penis would get excited by any woman. However, that has also changed; no one else arouses anything in me at all anymore, only my emerald-eyed beauty. She’s the only one. She owns me and everything I have, supposedly everything.Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Damn it, I’m a bastard because I want to have her with me always. I don’t know if I’ll be able to offer her a life as she deserves, but still, I’m willing to take the risk, to make her mine. However, this time it won’t just be for one night, but for every night of our lives.

I’m thinking of bringing her to live with me and proposing to her. I know it’s absurd. Me, the Devil, committing and settling down? It’s stupid, but it’s even more stupid to let her go. And because she matters to me, I want her by my side and for myself alone. The only way is to make her my wife.

I’ve already made the decision.

I’m about to tell Ivan and the other pair of idiots. I also need their help. I don’t know where to start. I don’t even know what to do. I know what to ask her, but I don’t know how. That’s why I told them I want to meet them later where we usually gather to have some drinks.

After she mentions everything I gifted her, she gets to the best part.

“Have you found the special gift yet?”

“What do you mean by special?” she asks timidly.

She’s nervous.

“It’s special to me because it’s the garment I want to see you in when I return.” I try to sound teasing.

“Are you crazy?!” She raises her voice. “I’m not going to wear that.”

I had already seen it, but she hadn’t dared to respond.

“Why not? Now you’re mine. I would like to see you in it as much as possible while you wait for me lying on my bed.”

“Do you mean just for you?”

She continues to be shy.

“Of course, who else could it be for? You are mine, no one but me can see you scantily clad or naked. If it were up to me, I would already have you locked in my room, not letting you out, so that only I can see you.”

Maybe my comment sounded possessive, but it’s what I desire the most, to have her only for myself. I don’t want anyone else to look at her, let alone touch her.

“You’re crazy. I will never let you lock me in a room and take away my freedom.”

She sounds a bit annoyed.

“I know. That’s why I stopped myself from doing it, because I prefer to have you willingly rather than by force. I want you to desire me and scream with pleasure because you want it and desire it, not out of obligation,” I confess. “I’ll never be able to force you to do something like that. I know I was very stubborn and miserable with you in the past by wanting to have you, but I would never have forgiven myself if I had overstepped with you. Besides, it’s not necessary, because I have the gift of taking you to ecstasy and driving you crazy with satisfaction.” Even though she can’t see me, I smile.

“You’re very presumptuous and conceited,” she sighs on the phone. “I’ll wear any costume, nightgown, or even a baby doll and any provocative garment, but only in private for you.”

“And will you dance for me?” I ask excitedly. “An exclusive private show just for me.”

“You said you didn’t like it when I danced.”

“Yes, but in that place, in front of all those damn men who almost devoured you with their eyes,” I growl angrily.

I don’t want to remember that. It made me angry that my woman was on that stage dancing for all those bastards. It makes my blood boil with anger just to remember it.

She’s already my woman, so I won’t let her go back to that place.

“I don’t know, let me think.”

“Don’t think too much. I’ll have a great and generous reward for you in the end.” I emphasize “great” and “generous” to let her know what I mean. “I hope you won’t go back to that place to work. I’ve talked very seriously with Julie about that.”

She doesn’t say anything, only her breathing and how she sighs deeply can be heard. I know maybe it bothers her, but this time she doesn’t argue with me.

I have to make it clear to her that there will be no nightclub for her anymore. In fact, she doesn’t need to work, she just needs to focus on her studies and nothing else.

I know she liked my gift, and I like it even more. I can already imagine her lying on my bed dressed in that sexy nurse costume. It’s one of the many fantasies I have with her. I’m very eager to fulfill it very soon.

I agreed to meet up with my trio of crazy friends. I try to calm down a bit and what keeps repeating in my head. I grab the bottle of whiskey and a glass and then slump onto the couch.

Ivan makes his appearance with his peculiar walk. He sits down on the other couch, which is facing me.

“Well then? What’s so urgent that you wanted to talk about?” he asks as soon as he sits down.

“It’s about Lillie,” I reply as if nothing while I drink whiskey.

He furrows his brow, squints his eyes, and scrutinizes me.

“Did something happen?”

“If you mean something bad, no.” With my arm resting on the sofa armrest, I touch my chin. I think about how to tell him-

My words are interrupted by Leo and Enzo, the idiots, who come in through the door laughing and joking.

“Idiots.”

But that also gives me time to think better about how to tell them.