Chapter 2

"I've got to go”, Archer got out of bed, naked, reaching for his pant.

"So early," Blair complained, as she sat up, holding the white sheet across her bosom, hiding her nakedness.

"Yes, I have some family business I was told I needed to attend, I can't miss it," he told her as he started to button his shirt.

"I wish you could stay longer," Blair pouted.

Archer admired her disappointed face which looked so cute to him. He leaned to kiss her.

"Your 1000 pounds is on the bedside table, and I promise I'll come to see you tonight," His rough voice that was pleasing to hear by all women whispered in her right ear.

She kissed him happily.

Blair is his first and only sex worker, a very attractive green eyes and dark hair 18-year-old, he found out was a virgin and it was her first time working at a brothel. He later learned her story, after turning 18 she had to leave the orphanage she grew up in, and not having any experience in the working world this was the only job she could get.

"From the day I've met you, I've never doubted working as a sex worker," Blair told him as she played within his dark hair gazing into his beautiful dark brown eyes.

Seeing Blair was an innocent beautiful girl. Archer had taken her from that brothel on that day and made her his only. He bought a home for her and would visit her from time to time whenever he's in Massachusetts. Sadly, Blair wanted more. She wanted his heart, but Archer is a man that doesn't believes in true love. The day his mother cheated on his dad and walked out on him, after everything his father had done for her. At the age of 10, he had made a promise to himself that when he grew older, he would only work hard and focus on being successful.

"I got to go," said Archer.

"See you later," retorted Blair.

Quickly he grabbed his hat and cane leaving.

As Archer arrived home. He was informed by a maid that his father was waiting upstairs in his office for him.

"Good evening father," he greeted, as he looked around his office searching for his younger brother and baby sister he had expected to be here as well since he was told it was a family meeting.

"Please sit down my son, I have something important I have to tell you,” said, Mr. Jonathan Wealth.

Archer placed his hat on his lap and leaned his black cane on the desk eager to know what urgent news his father was about to tell him now.

"I have found you a wife," Mr. Jonathan hit him with the most shocking news to his ears.

His eyes widen appalled.

"She's 26, still young to bear you a number of babies, and a daughter of a close friend of mine in Greenfield."

Archer was speechless by such appalling news that it was difficult, very difficult for him to say anything.

"Father, I don't need a wife, I'm a successful millionaire and am doing well and happy alone," he finally managed to respond to his father as he stood up.

Archer started to believe his younger brother's marriage and him giving his father a grandchild had gotten to his father's head that he's now forcing him to get married to some strange woman he knew for sure he will never like nor love.

"Son, I'm proud that you are doing extremely well but you need a female within your life," complained Mr. Jonathan.

Archer back turned not wanting to hear no more of his father nonsensical words.

"I don't need a wife," he argued.

"You don't have to love her, and you can even remain to do whatever you love doing," informed Mr. Jonathan.

Archer turned around.

"You just need her to give you child that is all," said Mr. Jonathan.

"That is all?" inquired Archer

"Yes, seeing her getting married and just having a child is only her parent's wishes as well."

"If it's so, I'll do it just to have sons that can spread my name and follow my footsteps, but I will not love her," said Archer.

Mr. Jonathan went to hug him.

"We'll be leaving tonight to Greenfields,” his father said happily.

He nodded.

"You're making me even more proud son."

Again, he nodded and left the office.

Archer had made a promise to Blair that tonight he would come to see her but sadly he must leave with his father today to see his childbearing wife.

"I hope she's not ugly to give me unattractive children," Archer quarrelled, angry, his plan to see Blair was ruined.