Chapter 1: The Heir Idea

Dominic's pov:

“Ouu” she moaned. I paused for a second to observe her, she was losing patience and wanted my dick deep inside her.

I grinned as she cried, “Dom please go faster… I… n…need you in me or I’ll go insane”. I bent her down and put my dick in her pussy. It was so wet and my dick slipped in sweetly. As I hit her deep inside, her moans became louder.

“Ouu… Oh… Dom…” my left hand nibbled on her right nipples and I put my other hand on her throat, licking her neck from behind.

I didn't even know this girl I was fucking, but I was going to make sure she could not walk well on her way out.

She squirmed and longed for me, I knew I ignited a spark by licking her, it always made them tingle and gave me pleasure.

“Say my name baby,” I whispered in her ear, creasing my demonic breath on her, making her squirm. “Dom…”

My pace increased as I moved back and forth pounding her deep inside and making her ass sound like sounds of slap. Then I finally came.

Leaving her body to fall on the bed I turned and headed for the bathroom to wash up. Coming out in my white thick long towel, a knock landed on my door. ‘Who could that be?’

‘Desmond.’

“Are you still living this messy lifestyle? When are you going to get married?” I raised my hand for him to stop and I turned to the naked female on the bed.

“Get off my fucking bed, I didn't pay you to sleep on my bed.” she shivered and weakly put on her clothes “See you soon,” she said on her way out.

“And Desmond, don't ever ask me that question, especially in front of a human being. I've told you I don't want to fall in love or be obligated to try, I am a happy man now that I have left Linda, and I would like it to remain so.” I said in my low, deep and husky voice.

“You scare everyone with that voice and that look, but not me bro, never. I wonder how you intend to go about your heir,” he said as he sat on the couch in the room.

I didn't want to be married, but I needed an heir.

“Maybe I'll adopt a child, it'll save me all the stress.” An awkward silence lingered in the room.

“Spill it,” I said without looking in his direction.

I know has something on his chest.

“Since you don't want to fall in love, why don't you go into a contract marriage and once your Son is born you guys have a divorce?” I raised one eyebrow and eyed him to his toe.

“I mean… It's a great idea. That way, your heart stays safe and you get your lineage to continue what you have built.”

I eyed him as he spoke and darted his eyes left and right, he never looked at me directly until he finished.

“It's a good idea you know. Better than letting someone who is not of your blood claim your wealth.”

As much as he still irritates me, he sure does make a point. I would still seem disciplined and respected among my competitors, pushing me ahead.

“Give it a thought and get back to me, will you?” He stood up and walked towards the door. “I have a painting that has just been bought and I need to deliver it myself.”

My brows knitted in frustration and my jaw twitched from the irritation I was feeling. Now I wish that whore was still here, I would have fucked the life out of her.

***

I prepared myself in my favourite attire, my blue tuxedo, and headed downstairs. I had a meeting in an hour, and I was not the man to be late to my meetings.

By the time I arrived at the office, my secretary was present. “Good morning Mr. Dominic.” She greeted me.

“Good morning Rachel,” I said with a small smile. “Hope you had a lovely weekend?”

I always looked after Rachel because she is my adopted daughter. She was the only one I smiled with. But only Rachel and I knew this, not even Desmond.

Getting into my office, I fell into my seat and began checking my schedule for the day on my laptop.

It was quite easy, I just had to meet up with my different managers and get an account of how my organizations were running.

I am so rich and industrious that it is impossible to keep up with everything I own. Just then, Rachel walked in with my coffee and served it on my table.

She didn't say a word because she knew I hated unreasonable conversations, I had no business with her private life, only if it involved giving her some money.

“Mr Dominic,” she said and I raised my head to her. I didn't expect her to speak, but… “I would like to ask you a favour.”

‘Oh, how much does she need now?’ I thought to myself. “Will you remarry Sir? She put her face down and began picking her fingers like an eight-year-old.

“Get the hell out of my office if you have nothing reasonable to say to me. I don't have time for fruitless conversations.” I growled from my seat.

She ran out speedily before my statement was completed. I turned to my buzzing phone, Desmond was calling.

“What do you want from me?” I demanded when I picked up his call. “Do you have my answer?” he asked very calmly.

“I am not interested in falling in love, Desmond. But…” I grumbled. At that moment I admired his idea. I would still have fun with other women, I will make sure the contract states this specifically.

“I guess that is a yes,” Desmond asked. “Yeah, I guess so too. And make sure you find someone naive, I don't want what will even attract me to her for a second, just make sure she has a pleasant face.”

I ended the call, and swung my legs above my table keeping them on top.

‘I'm doing this for a son.’ I thought. Once he was born we would go through the divorce.