Little Doll

Chapter 8: Nervous

Alec

"Well, that was fun".

Watching Leon collapse on his expensive sofa, he instantly reached for a glass and poured himself a drink.

"Do you want some?" he asked with his eyes completely focused on the whiskey.

"No. What I want, is to talk about Arabella" I demanded as I walked over towards the roaring fire caged within the fireplace.

"And what is it you wish to discuss about our beloved princess?" he smiled to himself as he took a sip of his drink.

"I want to know why you're acting like the head dom around her. Asserting your power when you know full well that's not how we're playing. She's not your toy Leon" I glared at him, but the smug expression on his face was agitating me.

"Funny, you want to share her and you're telling me she's not a toy. Of course she's not, she's ours and"-

"Then pipe your shit down and take a step back. You don't understand women. They have different brains to us. They think differently and the last thing I want is to scare Arabella off thinking she's just property. Like £30,000 is nothing to you, but you have to understand that her brain may be torturing her into thinking she's just another investment. If you want this to work, you need to ease off a little and let me step in. I have more experience and"-

"Fuck off Alec. I know you and know your games. You're just threatened by the idea of not being her first. You want to pop her little cherry, but she sees me as the dominant one and"-

Smacking the glass from out of his hand, I walked back to my place by the fireplace and stared at the flames.

"The more you talk, the more I want to shield Arabella away from you. I have been planning this day in and day out, yet I never think about sex with her. Men are assholes and right now, you are a prime example of that. Stop thinking with your dick and think about winning over her heart. She's put up with more shit than she deserves. We agreed to take it slow, cherish her and show her the true meaning of love. She deserves that" I snapped at Leon who was still frowning at me.

"See it from her perspective. She's been treated badly before, we know that. She's probably confused at why two older men are interested in her. She may think it's a cruel joke and that we are simply using her. We have to take it slow to ensure she doesn't get trapped in a web of anxiety in her mind. Please Leon, think about our lives and how she made us feel the moment we saw her. Do you remember that day?".

Leon's face instantly softened as he thought back to the day we first laid eyes on her. 

"I still remember how she looked. That beautiful red summer dress designed perfectly for her slim waist" Leon revelled to himself, smiling widely as he began to lose himself in his memories.

"To think she came into our lives at one of the lowest points in ours. I told you, she's my answer to prayer, our answer to prayer. I cannot risk any impulsive actions to lose her Leon. Please, I know you're a control freak, but trust me on this. Now, do you agree that when it comes to Arabella, we must make agreed decisions".

Leon put his glass down and fiddled with the rings on his fingers before looking up at me.

"It won't be easy, but you have my word. She's ours and I will follow your lead in taking it slow" he agreed, finally being genuine for once in his life.

Smiling at him gratefully, I looked at the flames of the fire and chuckled at how our girl was going to take the news of our sweet obsession over her.

And as much as I was angry at Leon for throwing £30,000 at her like it was nothing, it did please me at the idea of giving Arabella the life she deserved. I was just a little anxious how she'd take the news and the new adjustments as part of it.