My Gigolo Husband
By Favor V April
Date: June 23, 2022
Ch. 2Christ! She's naked!


~ZION’S POV~

I’ve never been a fan of J-City. The women here are lustful for power. For financial reasons, families often arrange for the marriage of their daughters. To be honest, I despise that notion. In the past years, my grandparents have been on my case to get married because they don’t like seeing me doing everything for myself. I’m not keen on the thought of sleeping with just any woman I’ve never met before. I’m sorry, but I don’t have time for women. Women are those small, frail animals who crave excessive attention. Regrettably, I don’t have time for it or anything else involving entanglements. I’m just interested in marrying Aya. This is one of the reasons I’ve been so immersed in my profession. I need to track her down. Although we had only known each other for a week, it was love at first sight for me. Naturally, I couldn’t bring myself to tell a sixteen-year-old I loved her. I’ve been looking for her for years and have yet to locate her. Right now, I’m in desperate need of a wife to appease my family. I was busy drinking my usual poison when a lovely young lady dressed in a long red coat entered. For the first time in my life, I paid more attention to a lady than I usually do. Why am I feeling this way? Just who the fuck is she?

Her eyes are a stunning deep blue with nipples, and I’m sure she has a gorgeous smile with those dimples. Holy Hell! Zion, you need to get your act together! I observed as she examined the area with her big blue eyes, which captivated me for a brief moment. Her irises! No way, it’s not possible.

Aya!

Is that woman Aya? Naa, what would Aya be doing in J-City? What is it about this girl that reminds me of my little Aya? Naa, Zion, she can’t be Aya. Aya is rumored to be in Spain. This girl resembles Aya, but dammit, I want her. I watched as she collected her drink and sipped the drink. I am having a mental battle right now. This girl’s behavior reminds me so much of Aya’s. My mother and Aya’s mother were once inseparable. When I first encountered Aya, I knew I had to look after her. Her father took her to Spain following our mother’s funeral. I’ve been looking for her ever since, but to no avail. However, I’ve heard that her father is a high-ranking figure in K-City. If he is a high-ranking official in K-City, what is she doing here in J-City? I’ve been looking for his name for a long time, but my father doesn’t know a thing about it. He’s been shambling since my mother died, requesting that I locate and marry Aya. Naturally, I desired to marry her prior to my father’s request. My father desired me to marry her because she was alone and he desired me to look after her. When he recommended it, I told him how much I desired her from the moment I laid eyes on her. Aya might be able to instill optimism in my father. Since then, the man has been drinking, and with Aya around, I’m sure a lot of things will change for the better. Aunt Chloe was duped by Aya’s father regarding his marital status. Aya was then taken away from Aunt Chloe by the man. There’s no way Aya would be in J-City if he was from K-City.

I was practically drowning in her gorgeous heart-shaped face as I dragged my eyes over every feature of her face. I watched as her lips parted and closed again as she sipped her martini. Her eyes widened when a middle-aged man came in. He first battled his way through the main entrance, then made his way to one of the VIP booths. I noticed how she tilted her face away from the man and blinked a couple of times. Her face was shielded by her hand. I noticed her eyes following the man as he entered one of the VIP booths. She clenched her hands and scanned her surroundings once more, her large blue eyes landing on my grayish one. For a split second, I was enthralled by what was going on around me. I sat still, commanding her to hold my gaze, which she did very quickly after I gave her the command with my eyes. As she stared at me, she fluttered and her eyes settled on mine. Only a fraction of a second passed before she switched her attention elsewhere. Wait a minute, does she not find me attractive? I mean, women always look at me as if I were a steak. Why did she simply give me a single glance? I find this interesting since it is the first time in my life that I have encountered a woman who is not interested in me at all. That is quite a slap in the face. But I’m starting to wonder if this girl is Aya, there are just too many similarities. I attempted to shift my gaze away from her and concentrate on something else, but I couldn’t. I was already thinking about how I was going to take her, claim her, and make her mine.

My hands were folded across my chest and I cast a glimpse at the wristwatch adhering to my left wrist. It was shortly after 10 p.m. Because Lucas, my assistant, has not called, I may have to settle for a hotel. I drew my gaze back to the girl, and suddenly I wished I were the straw she was sipping the cocktail with. She appears to be quite inebriated now, despite the fact that she has maintained her seated position. As the music began to echo throughout the booth, she attempted but failed, to rise. She then raises her leg slightly.

Christ! She is completely naked beneath that coat. I locked my gaze on her as she began searching the area. It was more as though she were engaged in a silent battle with herself. She was standing steady one moment and taking an unconscious stride back the next. Perhaps she was simply too drunk. Like the pervert that I had become, I drew my gaze to her curves, wishing that the coat would open further so I could see her tits. Jesus Christ Zion!

In that damn coat, her tiny, sculpted waist appeared even smaller. When I saw the middle-aged man again, she froze in place and didn’t move. Then she turned her gaze toward me. She barely looked at my face, which she may have deemed unappealing. She dashed towards me and landed in my lap. Oh, my! My cock throbbed in the space between my legs. She then added insult to injury by burying her head in my chest. Holy Hell! I took a whiff of her hair. Heck! She has the scent of heaven on her. I was sniffing her like a bulldog. I wanted to run my finger through her hair just to feel its texture. Holy shit! Shampoo scented with lavender and coconut.

Aya?

What on earth is going on? I recall telling Aya how unusual her shampoo was and purchasing her a large quantity of lavender and coconut shampoo because she liked it. Fuck! I’m sold. I think I’m going crazy. What is it about this girl that reminds me of my first crush, or should I say, love Aya?

She didn’t even look at my unsightly face once the man had gone.

“Sorry.” She murmured. Oh, how I wish I could pay to hear her speak. Her hushed voice is like a melody to my ears. Fuck! I’m now left with a throbbing cock that begs to be let off of its chains.



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