A MAN IN HIS WORLD

Standing close to his window, he watched the coolness of the sea breeze, he breathed fresh air.

This was his favourite spot and place to bed.

Three years ago, he bought his four-story duplex which was built close to the ocean.

He stayed with no one, just him. Whenever he was done with the day's work, he went to his private house to cool his nerves.

After spending a few more hours at the window, he decided to head back to bed.

He laid on his king-sized bed, picked up the TV remote and tuned to a football channel and watched the players play.

While watching, he was waiting for a call to come in on his phone.

After waiting for more minutes, the number called, which was named Fox.

"Boss, I've found a few whom i think will match your taste."

Darren smiled cockily, now his plan had been activated. Without wasting much time, he left his bed for his bathroom. This bathroom was everything you would ever wish for. It was spacious and clean. On the corner wall of the bathroom, there was a gigantic mirror.

He stared at himself in the mirror, a work of art he was, his muscles protruding with every move he made.

Guess working out three times a week for years did him a lot of good.

His hair was dark as coal, which fell freely down his shoulders. His skin was deliciously tanned and his face so perfectly sculpted.

Square jawline, kissable pink lips, a pointed nose and large chocolate brown eyes.

He was perfectly handsome and very wealthy too.

No woman he came across ever said no to him.

He took them as they came, but he was very strict in his choice of women too. He didn't just bed anyone as he pleased.

His women had to undergo a series of tests, before they were brought to him.

One time a lady who had been pregnant came over to his club, and attempted to make him fuck her, but being a smart man who had learnt his lessons the hard way, decided to make her go through the test.

He took her to his private lounge at the club where his doctor, Darius, was.

When he asked for her to get tested, she became nervous, but she got tested in the end. Within minutes, the results of her test showed that she was already with a child.

Well, she wasn't the first who came with pregnancy, this was all to get him to father their child all because he's wealthy and without a child.

The reason why he had come to take extra care of the ladies he slept with was because he actually almost got married to one.

Then he didn't take the test strategy into consideration and had sex with her. We all know what happens when you sleep with a lady who's already pregnant.

There was no way denying it.

He had been so very happy that he would be a father pretty soon.

Sadly, she was caught by his men when she was going to an hotel room with her real baby daddy.

The guy was later caught and brought in for questioning. He confessed after going through a series of torture.

Their plan was to make him the father of their child so they could keep extorting money from him, just for the baby's sake.

The nerve of the bastards!.

Ever since then, he has had his eyes glued on the street.

Now he's 30 years old and he needs to make himself an heir before he is given assets to his father's gold mine.

Being the eldest son of two other boys wasn't anything easy, especially when your father is the oldest is the most powerful and richest mafia lord ever recorded.

It was a tradition in his family that the first son could only be given the family's inheritance after he bear a son who would become his heir.

It's saddening that, at his age, he could not boast of a woman not to talk about having a child.

Women? To hell! He didn't want a woman in his house, they were just troublesome. 

He remembers what his mother did to his father while they were growing up. She never stayed at home to look after them, because she was always partying out with her friends.

She was never a good mother to her children or a good wife to her husband.

She lived her life partying till the day she was discovered to have been ill with cancer.

Darren hated his mother more. First, she was never there for them, and secondly, she only decided to quit partying to look after her children when she knew she would be dying soon.

Who would want a mother like that? She was ruthless. She died a year later, from an illness which is said to have been discovered too late.

Ever since her death twenty years ago, his father refused to get married to another woman, so Darren could not really tell how it felt to have a mother's love.

When the woman who had pretended to be pregnant with him, came into his life, he had thought things would get better, but later he found out what she had done.

He had vowed never to have any woman in his life. They are all just a bunch of gold-digging pretenders.

The only reason he wanted a woman now was for his child.

He had told his men to find him a virgin who was willing to give birth to his child.

He knew the task wouldn't be easy, since it was very hard to see virgins these days.

He can't have any of those gold-digging women give him a child, he prefers the thighs of a virgin, even though he had never slept with one before.

This request was so he wouldn't have to be tied to her. A virgin is inexperienced and they don't become wild and gold digging over night. He thought.

He's been searching so far for more than a month now, but the ones presented to him, he did not like them because when they were interviewed on why they were willing to sell their virginity and child, most of them came up with excuses like they needed money for hospital bills. Some said they needed a rich guy who would take care of their child, some just wanted to do it thinking they would get to be married to him.

For each of them, he did a background check on them, and he found out most of them who lied about paying hospital bills were actually kids from rich homes.

Just when he thought they were pure, it turns out they were even worse.

After taking his bath, he came out of the bathroom stark naked with nothing on. He stared into the mirror, admiring himself. He made a disapproving face when he looked at his beard.

He hadn't shaved for a week now and his face was becoming that of a tiger bear.

Immediately, he took out his shaving cream and razor. He began shaving his face till there was no hair left on it anymore.

After cleaning himself up, he went to his luxurious two-partitioned closet where his clothes were laid in order of colours and designs.

He took out a tight dark blue suit, and a marching suit.

Then he opened the wardrobe where his tie laid and took out a black tie.

Up again on the wall of the closet laid another mirror. He stared at himself in the mirror, admiring how good he looked.

He did some finishing touches on his hair, taking one last look at himself in the mirror, he dashed out of his duplex and went straight to the underground garage where his cars were packed in.

Getting there, he already knew the one he wanted to ride in. He took out the keys to the car and switched on the key and the red sports car responded.

Darren put on his sunglasses and headed for his car. He knew just where he was going to be at this time.

Getting into the club, everyone stared at him with admiration, he smirked seeing all the ladies and gay guys go crazy for him.

"Welcome Boss Darren". A huge tall guy with muscles greeted him from the bar.

Darren sat down across from the bar where the guy was standing serving drinks.

"How's business this week? ". Darren dais taking off his glasses"

"Same as usual, good thing you are here though."

Darren turned to his friend's whisky.

"Why?".

Whiskey made a gesture with his eyes for Darren to look in the direction of what he was pointing at.

He looked over at a corner of the club where a young lad sat with two ladies, drinking from their cup and laughing out loud like a maniac.

Darren's jaw clenched upon seeing his youngest brother Eric with the ladies.

Damn him!.

"I've tried taking him out for a beer, but you know how stubborn Finnic can be". Whisky said, shaking his head.