Two months later, Belle stayed at Hanover Square for a week and had stopped taking the pill at the right time for me to fuck her every night during her fertile period before going back to the castle to let Edward have his fun. But it was I, the DNA tests later proved it, that she became pregnant by me and not Edward who thought it was his child she was carrying when the joyful event was announced.
Before this was known, I had two fights in the back yard of the usual pub. One lasting less than thirty minutes and the second just over the hour, Gentleman Jim staying the undisputable champion of bare knuckled fighting. It was after this second fight that I was approached on behalf of Mark Brewer and invited to the Brewery for a chat. Also four more girls had been taken into the Southampton Row stable that now gave me the title of being London's choirmaster by having the most girls in one stable to sing to my tune. My doctor was delighted at this for he got to examine them all every three months as well as the two boys, cash in hand which I'm sure didn't appear on his tax return.
I duly went to the Brewery with Pauline, Jock and Joy, as though we were there for the entertainment that the club offered. I could see straight away why Jack had left. The place now looked seedy and the show put on was pathetic. The barman, recognising us, refused to take payment for our drinks and it was only a short time before Mark came to our table.
The upshot of our meeting was that he wanted to get rid of the nightclub and was offering it to me if I wanted to buy him out. I wouldn't give him an answer there and then by saying that I would need my accountant to look over his books first to which he readily agreed.
James,' he said, for we were now on first name terms. I'm not cut out for this though my father always wanted me to take over from him. But you are known as being a fair man and not someone to be taken lightly and so I'm giving you first refusal on the place.' I thanked him for the consideration and said that I would let him know later after we'd seen the books and had the place appraised.
`Well, what do you think Jock?' I asked him when we were back in the lounge in Bedford Square.
In the past year or so,' he said slowly, thinking before he spoke. You have become a force to be reckoned with in this part of London and I think he's done the right thing by speaking to you first. With the failure of his father to take over your girls he's come to realise that he can't compete and so he's coming to terms and would rather be out of it. I think it would be a smart move to take over the club and revamp it. Bring it back up to scratch and make it a showpiece. You are fast becoming the king of the West End and there's no telling where it could end.'
`Joy. Could you get Toby and Jack down here please,' I asked her and held back on speaking until the two of them arrived down in the lounge to my summons.
Now you two have worked at the Brewery and I'd like your input as to why you left,' I said as they settled themselves down, the question being really directed at Jack. What was wrong with the place?'
They told me and I learned an awful lot in the half hour that they spent talking about what it used to be like and what was going wrong with the place. They'd had a drink with us and were very informative and I let them go off when they'd finished, Joy going too. I couldn't really send Pauline out as she was to be part of my future and so I asked both her and Jock if it would be worth my while to take this on subject to the accountants report. I wished that I had Belle here to talk this over with.
Club's make money,' Jock said. With the right décor and staff as well as a good floor show, the sky's the limit. Though you might think of getting the floors above at the same time. That way, if you could get a gaming licence, you'll need the upper floors.'
`Good point. We'll get the accountant to look into that and we'd have to have the whole building in the deal or not at all.'
So for a month my accountant and lawyer went into all the details and they knew that their future was on the line if they got things wrong so it took all of this time for them to come up with the answer that I should buy Mark Brewer out.
It took a further month for them to beat the price down to a realistic price considering that the whole place needed gutting and having a complete doing over to bring it up into the style that I wanted after listening to Toby and Jack. They too knew that their tenure depended on giving me the right answers as well as the advice for me to act upon.
So a deal was struck and I had the place closed down for renovations. I didn't exactly give Toby and Jack carte blanche but they came up with good designs for the interior and I went along with them as well as having the upper floors done over to fit into the scheme of things.
Belle announced her pregnancy while these renovations to the club began and I was indeed a happy man having over twenty girls in my stable and more coming in each month to come under the protection of Gentleman Jim. The first thing about the club was that the name was changed from the Brewery to the Chateau Brue, and it became a part of that company's acquirements.
The funny part about this was when after it had been opened for a couple of months, a solicitor appeared and demanded to speak to the owner about the choice of name for the club. I duly met with him and he sat down and said that the client he represented had lodged an objection to the using of the name Chateau Brue for its translation read as the Castle Brue. I knew where he was coming from and waited till he'd finished his spiel about it also being the name of the original castle in Somerset to which his client was prepared to take me to court because of the name.
I can't remember the prat's name who was representing my brother, but it was obvious he hadn't done his homework and neither had my brother. Didn't he go away with egg on his face when I told him that I had the right to name my club after my birthplace and that every man's home was his castle. He hadn't taken the trouble to find out exactly who owned the club before following my brother's instructions to try and sue and get the name changed. Mind you, I never did send him an invitation to the new club's opening so he wouldn't have known.
As per my gay companions' advice, the interior had been completely revamped and I must say that I was very pleased with the result. The carpeting was of a rich burgundy colour with a lighter shade up on the walls. Little niches had been made which held portraits of famous femme fatales etc, some rather risqué to say the least. There was a different section that held the dining tables and were higher than the actual floor for those dining to see the shows that would be put on. All these tables were in a semi circle and faced the stage where the performers went through their acts. It was mixed so that one night would be a mix of real women and some transvestites. Another night would be all strippers. Then there would be a mix of all three and it made up a variety of shows every night and we were never empty.
There was one table near the front of the small balustrade that separated the dining area from the normal floor tables and that was the one reserved for my exclusive use. I then began to get delusions of grandeur for which I got slapped down later, for many people, vetted by Jock and the manager we'd installed, coming up to my table to request an audience and for them to tell me of a problem and wished, no, begged, for me to sort out for them.
For God's sake, they were making me out to be a Godfather and I even had some of them kiss my hand. It was heady stuff I must say. Jock had recruited a few people who he knew were reliable and they acted as bouncers and when the time came, enforcers.
I must say that all the money that was coming in from the girls was being used to see to their well being. Vera collected the dues of those living in Southampton Row and Sheila now was the head girl at Bedford Square. All this incoming revenue was to pay for their rent, food and general upkeep, but with not an inconsiderable profit being made I might add.
Though I hadn't sent an invitation to my brother for the opening of the club, he wouldn't have come anyway, for that was the day that Belle went into labour. As near as dammit to the hour that the club opened, Belle gave birth to our son, though it was two days later that I was told. This was by Edward phoning me at Bedford Square to give me the news, gloating that the castle now had an heir. I too was gloating that it was my son that was the heir and not his.
To follow up on this, I was invited by Belle to go down to the castle for the christening. So I duly went down the day before with Jock driving, for us to spend the night there and travel back the next day. It was late afternoon when we arrived and were greeted by Peterson.
Welcome back sirs,' he said to the two of us. Let me show you to your rooms, though it's your old room sir,' he said to me as we followed him up the stairs to the bed chambers. I knew where my old room was and it was for him to show Jock where he would be sleeping that night. `I'll inform the Master and Mistress that you have arrived,' he said as I went into my room and I closed the door and saw that my room was still as I had left it some years ago, though I had slept there when down for the wedding of Belle to Edward. I was thinking of her when the door suddenly opened and she came running in and threw herself into my arms, letting the door slam behind her.
Oh James!' she cried as we kissed and kissed some more as she carried on in between them. I'm so glad to see you again. It's been months and months,' and with her body pressing up tight to me, she could feel that just the sight of her had aroused me and she ground her own pelvis up against mine. You don't know how long I've wanted this,' she whispered into my ear. Please say that you want me too.'
`I don't have to say it for you can feel that I do,' I grinned as I pulled her towards the bed. She stopped and quickly pulled her dress up over her head for me to see she was completely naked underneath as she got onto the bed ready for me.
That was all I put on when Peterson told me you'd arrived,' she smiled at me as she watched me hurriedly get out of my clothes. Now that is what I've been waiting for,' she said, licking her lips as she looked at my erection swaying about as I got out of my underpants. `Bring it over here so that I can say hello to it.'
I got onto the bed with her as she rolled up onto her knees and pushed me flat on my back so that she could take me into her mouth. She hadn't forgotten the art of sucking on my cock and I loved to see her mouth around the head of it as she sucked and tongued me.
`Not too much,' I groaned as my pulse rate began to increase.
She let go of me and rolled over onto her back and opened her legs for me to get in between. It was like coming home as I slid into her hot wet interior and have her arms around my shoulders again. She was a bit more slack than before because of giving birth, but it was still nice to be up inside her once again and look down into her smiling eyes as we kissed before I really began to fuck her.
`The next child I have will be yours too,' she gasped out just before we really climbed the heights and both came in two big explosions
Christ, I needed that,' she gasped as she tried to get more air into her lungs. The last orgasm I had was with you,' she got out as we came to a halt with me still throbbing inside her as she then kissed me hard again. `I love you,' she whispered so softly that I only just caught the words which I'm not sure if I was meant to hear them or not. With my hands still up under her shoulders, I squeezed her more tightly to me really squashing her breasts between us as I kissed her again as I pulled out to her little cry of dismay.
We lay kissing and stroking each other for several minutes before she said that we should get dressed for her to show me our baby. She dressed quicker than I did and delved into my overnight bag to find a brush to make her hair tidy as I finished putting my clothes on. She took my hand and led me to the nursery and there she showed me my son.
Isn't he beautiful,' she said as we gazed down at the sleeping infant, the nurse having left the room on our arrival. I would like to have had him christened James but I think Edward would object to that so I'm calling him Henri instead and I put my foot down with that.' I smiled and gave her a hug at this use of my middle name. I'm glad that I only had my arm round her at this point for the door to the nursery suddenly opened and my brother walked in.
`Hello James. Well what do you think of my son eh?' he gloated.
`Hello Edward. He looks grand. You must be proud of Annabelle for giving you such a fine boy. I just hope he grows up to be as fine as his father.' I felt Belle shake with inward laughter as Edward preened himself at my words.
I think we'd better get dressed for dinner,' Belle said, still shaking a bit as she turned to Edward. We don't want to wake him up just yet for his.'
The three of us left the nursery and went to our rooms where I found an old friend of mine, Dulcie, a chambermaid that had shared my bed quite a few times in the past. She was quite pleased when I kissed her and asked her if she would like to warm my bed up later that night and she simpered and said that she would. I asked her if there was anyone else who would like to warm Jock's bed too and she said she was quite certain that one of the others would, so I let her finish turning down the bed as I went and had a shower before getting dressed for dinner.
I got a frosty smile and chaste kiss from my sister Françoise who always seemed to side with my brother, but there again, she knew which side her bread was buttered. I did have thoughts that she might have taken to Jock but seeing her again thought otherwise. If she didn't get out of the castle soon she would more than likely finish up an old maid. My father, when he was alive, had a few young gentlemen to dine, but she didn't take to them and so it looked like being spinsterhood for her.
Dinner could have been worse but Belle kept up some chatter through the meal telling some outrageous stories of her fictitious family and friends on the Riviera which to me was amusing. God, it must have been purgatory for Belle to have to sit with my two siblings every evening if this one was anything to go by. Belle did, with a meaningful look at me, casually mention that she would be travelling up to London during the next month to do some shopping, the message I got and so said that the house in Hanover Square was hers whenever she wished. She smiled her thanks and said that she would let me know when she had decided what week she would be travelling. I'd laid off the staff of the house once Belle had hooked Edward but didn't mention this at the table. That would mean that Belle and I would have the whole week together while she was in London.
I made Belle laugh and Edward frown when I told the story of the solicitor seeing me about the name I'd chosen for the club. He didn't think it was amusing and I was glad when dinner was over and after wishing everybody a goodnight, went up to bed to find Dulcie already there waiting for me. Jock didn't go without female company either that night.
My son was duly christened the next morning by the local vicar in our own chapel and he was named Henri Phillipe James Edward Deauville, the future heir to the castle Brue. Jock and I only stayed for the one drink to wet the baby's head before we said our goodbyes and made our way back to London, the girls and the club.
Chateau Brue was making money with the shows that Toby and Jack were setting up each week though I did a special check one day on the tills. I had the suspicion that the manager we'd hired to run the place was skimming off the top and so that was why I did this check on the tills.
I secretly marked the till rolls and at the end of the week I asked my manager to produce the rolls for me to look at. This he was quite happy to do and on checking, didn't find the rolls that I had marked. He was therefore substituting false till rolls which I'm sure were lower than the originals.
I checked these out with the final totals and was not surprised to find that they matched up. I thanked him and left, with him more than pleased that I appeared to be satisfied with what I'd seen.
`Well what do you think Jock?' I asked him when we were back in Bedford Square, having told him about the manager skimming off the top.
You've got to make an example of him,' he replied straight away. We can't let him get away with it otherwise others might start dipping their fingers in too.' I agreed with him and mused about what exactly to do about him.
I was thinking about this in bed that night with one of my new girls. Greta was her name, a Scandinavian, and had been anxious to go to bed with me to find out if the stories that the other girls had told her were true. She was blonde both on top and down below and had a lovely big pair of tits that were more than a handful for me.
I took her gasp for granted when she saw me naked for the first time as I got into bed with her, much to Pauline's displeasure, her being banished to another room for the night. Greta's hands were all over me and couldn't wait for me to mount her. It was the pondering over this manager that took my mind off her as I kept plugging away, bringing her to have three orgasms before having made up my mind and turned my thoughts to her and so came myself on her third time round. Her scream at this time must have been heard throughout the whole house for it certainly deafened me.
She couldn't wait to suck on the organ that had given her so much pleasure, with her trying to say how wonderful I was with her mouth full. I was better than Smorgasbord, sliced bread etc, as she kissed me all over from top to bottom. Take that literally too. I had her again in the morning before I got up, giving her two more orgasms before I went down to the gym to wake myself up properly.
My thirty minutes were nearly up when Pauline entered and got onto the jogging machine to show off her body to me and see if I could still raise it up after having had Greta. Seeing her sly smile as well her bouncing breasts was enough to make me stir down below and soon had another raging hard on. Covered in sweat and still panting, I pulled her off the machine she was using and threw her down onto the mats and slid quickly into her wet, waiting sex. She cried out with pleasure as I pushed myself in fully and her legs came up as she held me tight with her arms up at my shoulders. She had two orgasms to my one coming which pleased her and she said that she forgave me for taking Greta that night, though she really had no choice as to who I took to my bed at night.
Jock didn't surface till late morning and he brought his coffee into my study where I told him what I was going to do that night in respect of the club manager. He agreed and we then went and had our lunch, well, breakfast for him, and there I had to listen to Greta tell the other girls at the table how good I was in bed till I could stand no more and told her to shut up for what went on in my bedroom wasn't for broadcasting about. Red faced, she stopped talking and had to suffer the sniggers from the others who knew what it was like to be in my bed.
Jock drove me round to cast our eyes over the girls as they touted for business before he drove me down to the Embankment and dropped me off before going back to the club. It was just after eleven and I had to wait while he went and told the manager that the boss wanted to talk. He walked with him to the car and brought him to where I was waiting and said that he would wait till we'd finished speaking. I watched my manager get out of the car, pleased that there wasn't anybody in sight as he came warily over to where I was standing.
You wanted to see me boss?' he asked, his eyes betraying the fact that he was worried as they kept darting about, hoping no doubt that other people would come into view. We could have talked in the club.'
No,' I said. This is too personal to talk about in the club. Here we'll not be disturbed.' I could now smell the fear and I'm sure he was shaking in his shoes.
`What...what did you want to say?' he asked in a tremulous voice.
`About you skimming off the top,' I said.
`No boss! I haven't...' I grabbed him by his shirt front pulling him close to me cutting off his words.
Don't lie to me,' I hissed at him, his frightened face close up to mine. You've been switching till rolls and nobody ever steals from me without there being retribution.'
`No boss, no...' he stuttered out as I swung him round and quickly took hold of his head and twisted it the opposite way to which his body was going in the turn. There was an audible crack as his neck broke and he went limp in my arms.
I was only one step away from where there were some stairs that led down to the Thames and it was down these that I pushed his body, watching him bounce twice before sliding off the small platform at the end and into the river. I then went and got into the back of the waiting car.
`Home Jock,' was all I said and sat back now wondering where I was going to find another manager. Jock parked the car in my paid for parking slot in the Square and we went straight through to my study where I poured us both out a drink.
`I know you don't want to Jock, but stand in from tomorrow night until you can find a replacement to run the club. It'll be up to you how you say that I will not tolerate what the last one has done.'
`No problem there,' he replied. I clinked my glass against his and finished off my drink.
`I'm going to bed now. Wait for the phone call from the club when it's closing time and come and fetch me.' He nodded as I left the study and went and found Pauline in the lounge and she saw me nod to her and I went up to my room with her not far behind me.
I took her savagely to work the killing I had not long done, out of my system and then apologised for being so rough with her.
I wish you did this more often James,' she said as she cuddled up to me. It was great. I came twice.' I kissed her nose and settled myself down for a few hours sleep before Jock would come and wake me up.
I was awake the instant the door to the bedroom opened, old habits dying hard, as Jock peered into the gloom and he could then see that my eyes were open.
`The barman just phoned. The manager hasn't shown up and they are waiting to lock the place up,' he whispered from the doorway.
`Two minutes,' I said as I carefully got out of bed as Jock closed the door. I quickly dressed and met him downstairs and we went off to the club. One of the bouncers was still there as well as two of the bar staff, the rest of the place was empty of people.
`Where's the manager then?' I asked the head barman somewhat angrily, having been got out of bed in the middle of the night.
I dunno boss,' the man stammered out. I last saw him about half eleven.'
Shit,' I said as I got my keys out of my pocket and handing them to Jock. See to locking the place up then, and, oh, you'd better stand by to open up tomorrow night if he doesn't show up.'
`What about the night's takings boss?' the barman queried.
`Give them to Jock to put in the safe,' I said as I went round the bar and poured myself a drink. This was done and I waited till the rest of them left so that Jock could set the alarms and lock up the club.
We drove back to Bedford Square and with the car parked, we said goodnight and he went off to one of the girl's rooms while I went to mine. Pauline was still asleep and I managed to get back into bed without waking her up.
I still woke up at my usual time and rolled over onto Pauline and woke her up by putting myself into her which she welcomed with a sleepy smile as I fucked her.
Needless to say that Jock opened the club that night and stayed there. He questioned the staff about the last movements of the manager in the club the night before and was thankful that none connected him with his disappearance. Even the bouncer hadn't seen him get into the car driven by Jock.
I went in at ten that night for dinner, taking Pauline with me and Jock told me of his questions and the answers which pleased me. The meal was excellent as was the show with Toby and Jack and I enjoyed it as much as Pauline did. Jock had one of his men drive us home where Pauline and I had a lovely night of sex.