[BL] Obsessed with Him, Surrendered to His Voice

Chapter 9: Chapter 9: The Five-Year Proposal

~Reynold’s POV~

”Look at me,” he said, his hand settling firmly on my hip as he pulled me closer.

I slowly raised my chin and met his dark gaze.

”Why exactly did you run away from me?” he asked, his tone turning more serious. ”Did I do something you didn’t like, or did you honestly think it was right to sneak out without saying a word after everything we shared?”

I hesitated, unsure how to respond. I hadn’t expected him to ask me so directly, so I countered, ”Why did you come back for me?”

”You haven’t answered my question, Reynold.”

”I know, but I’m curious. Why did you come back for me?”

”I was worried. I thought something had happened to you, so I had my people search for you,” he answered. ”It took some time, but I’m glad I finally found you.”

”Why were you searching for me?”

He tilted his head, a faint smirk playing on his lips. ”Why did you come back with me?”

”You didn’t answer my question,” I muttered. ”But I’ll answer yours. I followed you because I need your help.”

His eyebrows arched. ”You need my help? Money problem?”

I nodded slowly. ”Yes.”

”Solved,” he said instantly.

I stared at him in disbelief. ”You aren’t even going to ask how much?”

”No matter how big the amount is, I’ll cover it,” Frederick said smoothly, his eyes locking onto mine with intense clarity.

”Why?” I asked.

”Because I feel a strong sexual attraction to you. I want you in my bed as my little pet, and in exchange, I want to spoil you with anything you want. Will you let me be your sugar daddy, Reynold? What do you say?”

I sat in stunned silence for a long moment, processing the weight of his words.

Finally, I spoke. ”I don’t want to be someone you sleep with just to pass the time because you paid my way out of a problem,” I said, my voice steady despite my racing heart. ”You’re seventeen years older than me, and I’m only nineteen. I know what you’re offering, Mr. Corvin, and I know what it would make me.”

”But I won’t accept it... I’ll sleep with you this one last time because I genuinely need the money, and I don’t want to owe you anything. But after tonight, there won’t be a next time. I’m not running away this time. I’m telling you straight to your face that I won’t sleep with you again.”

My voice remained steady as I looked directly at him. ”I deserve better than being taken to bed and paid afterward. I won’t let this continue just because you’re helping me. If you help me, I don’t want to keep using my body to repay you. Do you understand me, Mr. Corvin?”

Frederick held my gaze for a long moment, a strange hint of amusement in his eyes.

”I like the fact that you talk back,” he said softly. ”I love it when someone speaks their mind to me. We can negotiate... but can I ask why you won’t let me take care of you while you simply become the toy I sleep with?”

I didn’t think twice before replying. ”Because I know my worth.” I looked him straight in the eyes, refusing to let my voice shake. ”Becoming your toy means you won’t respect me. You won’t see me as a partner or someone you genuinely care about. I’ll only be someone you sleep with whenever you want.”

”And what happens when you get tired of me? What happens when someone else catches your eye? You’ll move on, and I’ll be left with nothing but the memory of what I allowed myself to become.”

My fingers tightened against my lap. ”I don’t want that life. I want to be loved. I want affection, respect, and something that actually means something. I don’t want to spend my time with you knowing that one day you could wake up and decide you’re done with me.”

I held his gaze, my voice growing steadier. ”So if you’re helping me, then help me this time. But I won’t agree to become your toy just because you can give me what I need. I know what I deserve, Mr. Corvin, and I won’t trade my dignity for money.”

Frederick held my gaze for a long moment, a slow, appreciative smile curving across his lips.

”I love the fact that you’re very, very smart, Reynold,” he said softly. ”I’ve been looking for someone who’s sharp and outspoken. Someone who isn’t afraid to speak his mind.” He paused. ”Now... how about we make a contract?”

I blinked, completely thrown by his response

”First of all,” he continued, his tone becoming more deliberate, ”let me properly introduce myself. My name is Frederick Corvin. I’m thirty-six years old, and I own several major companies. I won’t bore you by listing them all.”

He leaned back slightly, watching me carefully.

”I’m very wealthy, but I’m not the kind of man who wants to give or receive love. I don’t think I’m capable of it, and honestly, I don’t want it. I like you, Reynold. I want you around me. Not because I love you, but because I simply want you. It has to be you.”

I stared at him as though he had lost his mind.

”What?” I said.

”A contract marriage for five years,” Frederick explained calmly. ”At the end of those five years, the contract ends. You’ll have everything you need to build the rest of your life, and you’ll be free to move on with whoever you choose.”

”Why do you want me to marry you?” I asked.

Frederick leaned back slightly. ”My grandparents have been hounding me to settle down. I’ve been looking for someone who’s actually smart, someone who isn’t simply looking for a handout, but someone with a mind of his own. Someone who has his own goals.”

His gaze remained fixed on mine. ”You have your goals, and I have mine. So why not work together?”

He leaned closer, his voice becoming more serious as he laid out the terms.

”Under this contract, I will give you all the respect you deserve. The rules are simple: no feelings, no getting involved in each other’s real lives, total secrecy, and absolute surrender to my voice and my commands. You will satisfy my needs, you will go everywhere with me, and you won’t have to explain yourself to anyone or reveal who you really are. After five years, when it’s all over, you can leave with everything you’ve earned while you were with me.”

I sat in stunned silence, turning the proposition over in my mind. It was a massive decision, life-changing, even. But the thought of becoming his secret and living under the terms of the contract made my chest tighten.

I looked straight into his eyes and shook my head. ”It’s a good deal on paper, Mr. Corvin, but I won’t take it. I don’t want to be anyone’s secret. Your world and mine are completely different. If people start seeing us together, it will raise too many questions, and keeping all of this from the people in my life would be almost impossible. So... I’ll pass.”

Frederick didn’t look angry. Instead, he gave me a calm, accepting nod.

”All right. Don’t rush to reject me, Reynold. Think about it. Whenever you’re ready to consider my offer, my door is open to you.”

I didn’t say anything in response. Sensing my hesitation, Frederick leaned forward, his lips brushing against the shell of my ear.

”There’s more to life than just chasing love and respect,” he whispered, his voice a low, seductive hum. Then, his fingers brushed against the top button of my shirt, slowing down as he added, ”But I will respect your decision... for now.”

With a slow, deliberate tug, the crisp white fabric slipped from my shoulder. He pressed a warm, lingering kiss against my bare skin before letting the shirt slide completely off, pooling on the floor beside the sofa.

He reached into a drawer built into the side of the table and pulled out a brand-new, sealed bottle of lubricant and a foil-wrapped condom, setting them neatly on the cushions. Then, he turned back to me, capturing my lips in a deep, slow kiss.

His lips were soft, moving with an effortless expertise that completely disarmed me. He wasn’t just kissing me; he was taking his time, teaching me the rhythm of it, guiding my lips, and showing me how to use my tongue as the kiss deepened into something hot and consuming.

As his hand slid from the back of my neck down the curve of my spine, pressing me flush against him, a shiver raced down my back. I tried desperately to keep my breathing steady, fighting the traitorous wave of heat pooling low in my stomach, but it was a losing battle. With just a few expert touches, my body betrayed me, my cock hardening instantly, pressing urgently against the solid plane of his chest.

With one smooth motion, Frederick stripped away his remaining boxers, freeing his heavy, thick cock. It was flushed pink and throbbing, matching the desperate hardness of my own. He lifted my hips with easy strength and settled me over him so that our lengths pressed hot and slick against each other.

He tore open a foil packet, rolled the condom on with practiced speed, and coated himself generously with cool, slick lube. Then he slicked his fingers with more of the lubricant and pressed two of them inside me, coating and stretching my entrance with deliberate care.

A sharp gasp tore from my throat as he stretched me, his fingers curling expertly to prep my tight hole. He didn’t waste any time. He pulled his hand away, gripped my hips, lifting my weight just enough to align himself before settling me slowly down onto his thick, heavy length.

The sheer size of him stretched me to the limit. I let out a sharp cry, my hands gripping his shoulders as his cock slid inside me, inch by agonizing inch.

”Breathe, Reynold,” he murmured against my lips, his voice a low, commanding anchor. ”Feel my cock inside your wet hole.”

He paused, letting out a rough breath before pressing his forehead against mine. ”I want to fuck you real good, little pet. Maybe that’ll help change your mind. Let me stretch you open, Reynold.”

”No—” I groaned, shaking my head as the fullness overwhelmed me. ”It’s too much... It’s too big.”

”It’s yours,” Frederick growled softly, a dark edge of satisfaction in his tone. ”Take all of my cock.”

With a slow, powerful thrust upward...