TRULY YOURS, chapter I

22 years, CEO and chairman of SOUL EATER entertainment. TV channels, movies, publishing, music and all other forms of entertainment, Soul Evans was a born-genius in music and a natural leader in the business that touched in those domains. After inheriting the company at the age of 18, the young Evans revolutionized the company leaving his mark as a web touching all that entertained. SOUL EATER entertainment saw their profit going up ten-fold since Soul Evans took his place, making him the most successful multi-billionaire since John D. Rockefeller. Handsome, sophisticated and very gentleman-like, this man is the dream of aspiring businessmen and businesswomen as well as the ideal man quoted by several magazines qualifying him as sexiest man alive.

Yet, on this lonely night in his mansion of a house, he felt incomplete.

He gazed towards the opened window that led the balcony. The curtains waltzed to the nightly summer breeze. It was warm and gentle. This summer was going to be grateful on the weather.

He walked towards the balcony in his naked glory getting rid of the female arm that laced around him. He couldn't sleep. Just like many nights before. The man that had everything was tortured by something that he didn't possess. Such a shame.

"Can't sleep again?" The seductive woman said in a hazy voice of sleepiness and seductiveness. He didn't bother reply nor look back at her.

Blair. That was her name. She was the owner of a chain of bars called BLAIR'S LAIR and restaurants called CHUPA CABRA. They've been fucking each other for some months now. Of course, nobody knows about it. That kind of press could be bad for business. Yeah, they're fucking. Quite in an exquisite way. And it was beyond good.

Soul Evans had… let's say "special" tastes in sexual activities. Going straight to the point, he was a "dominator." He loved BDSM, all of that. And he enjoyed it doing it with Blair. But there was a problem; she enjoyed it as well. Indeed, it was important that the "submissive" would love it as well. Soul just didn't find any challenge with Blair, nor with the other girls in the past he fucked. Yes, fucked.

Blair was a few year older than him. She once told him why he felt incomplete. "Two things are missing in your life, Soully." Her voice resonated in Soul's mind. "Love, and innocence, both combined."

Soul held the rail as his ruby-colored eyes stared at the city lights illuminated the horizon. He lived on the outskirts of town up on a hill, not far from the beach. He could always welcome a fresh ocean breeze. But even that couldn't appease his mind. Love and innocence, combined. Soul didn't do relationships. God knew how many women would love to get his cock between their legs to lock him for life, or for just a great lump of millions. Soul had always made sure to evade that sort of women. He only fucked those who were successful and wealthy, those who just wanted sex. Nothing more or less. It was far less complicated like that.

"Love and innocence…" He whispered. A sigh escaped as his long fingers traveled his snow-white hair.

Blair walked to his side covered by a thin blanket. Her goddess-like features would make any man melt in a second, but not Soul. He didn't hate her, no, far from that. They were good friends. Good friends with sexual benefits. But they didn't love each other.

"I don't do love." He said to her.

"You'll have to, Soul." She gazed at the horizon. "And innocence must be found in her. God knows that's not me or any girls you fucked in the past."

"Like a virgin?"

"That could work," Blair had an amusing tone. "But I think the woman that'd fit you would be someone that you could tie up and torture sexually as you please."

"Sounds simple."

"Nope, otherwise you wouldn't feel incomplete, especially how you fucked me tonight." She said. "She had to be… a stranger to it."

"But I still don't do love."

Blair giggled seductively. She lands a kiss on his cheek. "Trust me, you will." She walked to the room, but before she entered, she left these words. "I hope the next time I see you, you'll find that one to complete you."

"And if I don't?" He asked, still gazing towards.

"Well," She said. "If I don't find it, I'll just ask you to fuck me senseless as always." She turned and left. Soon she left his home.

And Soul still wondered where in this world he would found love and innocence. He chuckled thinking that this feat would be mostly impossible. Nonetheless, the fact he didn't possess that was proved; he hadn't had a nice sleep in ages.

To be continued...