His Desire

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

I went to bed furious.

I f*****g want s*x…

That damn woman is good for nothing.

I am so damn angry.

I found Angelica asleep in our bed when I came home after a night out with friends. I tried waking her. But nothing. Not even a sleepy grunt. I am so damn horny every minute of the day, and she won’t put up as much as I want. It’s so damn infuriating. I am so full of rage every time she denies me her body. She is my woman. She is mine.

One time, I was turned on after a night out with all those sexy women dancing with me and their hot, tight bodies against mine. I was horny getting home; in my mind, I had decided to f**k my woman. She was sleeping, and I couldn’t control my feelings and started f**k her. She was angry, but soon enough, she got into it. The next day she wouldn’t talk to me, and I didn’t get s*x for a f*****g week after that, and she slept in our guest bedroom for a week. Eventually, she forgave me. She always forgives like an Angel.

All I am thinking about is s*x.

I want it all of the time.

I don’t care in what position.

Wherever I am, I don’t care if it's in my car, office, or the company elevator.

As long as I have s*x. I need it as much as I need air to breathe.

I know I am an asshole driven by a need, the need to have s*x.

It’s the only time I feel something. I don’t have any use for feelings other than when having s*x. That is why I need a girlfriend. For s*x. I made Angelica my secretary to keep her close to me. She has two uses for me. Angelica does a pretty good job as a secretary, but I imagined getting hot office s*x to ease my stress, but that rarely happens these days. I am not in-depth about my feelings about whether I am in love. She is beautiful and useful enough.

My father is still angry with me.

Two months ago, we had a big party for his 60th birthday.

I ended up f*****g his wife, Jelena, at that party. My damn father walked in just as we finished and was getting dressed. There was no point in denying it. I had to plead and beg for him not to tell Angelica what I had done. Besides, my father has no business to be married to the hot ass, Jelena, who is only 38 years old. She’s more my age than my old father.

I didn’t care if he hated me for f*****g his wife as long as he didn’t tell Angelica. It was worth it, though. Oh my god, she was terrific. I got a hunger to have her again. I know I can’t. It took a hell of convincing to make my father not blab to Angelica. I saw the pain when I demanded it. He loves Angelica like the daughter he has always wished for. I didn’t care what I had to do for him to keep his mouth shut.

Two months and only getting s*x occasionally with Angelica. I haven't cheated on her since I f****d Jelena. It was what my price was, to promise my father and my step-brother Nikolaj that I would stop cheating on Angelica. Everyone loves Angelica; according to what they say, she's a good woman. Wouldn’t a good woman let me f**k her whenever I want, though?

I am struggling to push down the need I have. My s****l needs are on overdrive. What my father told me is I have a problem and should start seeing a s*x therapist to get my hypersexuality under control. He said it like there was something wrong with me. As if I have no respect for the woman I am in a relationship with because she doesn’t satisfy my needs. If she doesn’t satisfy me, I see no problem finding someone who does that temporarily. I see no need for my woman to know and be hurt by her inability to satisfy my needs. Having sluts on the side and an occasional f**k like my father’s wife makes me able to be sweet to Angelica.

My father’s statements made me feel disgusted with myself, and I hated how he made me feel. After the incident with his wife, our father-and-son relationship wasn’t the same.

My father doesn’t let Jelena visit the company anymore. He forgave her, but I am not all the way for given.

Jelena has been busy at her café, working hard. It’s a turn on women who work hard. Strong, independent women turn me on. Jelena is that besides being gorgeous.

Nikolaj has been watching her, so I don’t get close to his mother. I know Nikolaj visited his estranged father in Latvia for some business. I was thinking of visiting Jelena in her café to get a coffee. I roared, “f**k this.”

The sweet Angelica came and asked what was wrong, looking so kind and concerned. It made me more annoyed. She is too sweet in all the wrong ways. But somehow, I f*****g love her gentle heart.

“Sweetie, I will go for a walk.”

Her big blue-gray eyes bore into my soul. I feel like she can see right through me and detect every secret. It annoys me just as much as I love it. Her unusual eye color makes me want to stare into her beautiful eyes all day. I am conflicted about my feelings. I believe I am in love and want to be a better man for Angelica. Does Angelica suspect Jelena or me? I don’t know.

I make my way out of the office building, going to Jelena’s café. I get into my car and drive the short distance; it’s only a few minutes away. Surprised, I walk into the café, a young woman is making coffee at the counter. Jelena doesn’t have employees. With displeasure in my heart, I approach the woman. I observe her as she serves the man. The woman is stunning. When I asked where I might find Jelena, the woman cheerfully told me she, at the last minute, had decided to go with her son to Latvia. I am stunned. I need Jelena to talk to and relieve some stress. I say thank you and leave feeling disappointed.