CHAPTER TWO

“The new interns are here Sir, how would you want me to proceed? “

“Let the head of department carry on with the meeting, I would be there shortly”

He beckons to the waitress to bring his bill. She is pretty, very pretty with fine curves, she smiles at him as she hands him his bill, he pays, leaving her a large tip

Then she leans into him, showing him more than he needed to see…”Mr Bass, I wonder if you would like company, afterwards” she purrs,

Women, they were all the same, once they see a fine man, single or not, as long as he was rolling in box, driving a fine car and wearing expensive suits, they throw themselves at you.

He was used to meeting women like this, even while he was growing up, always have been the richest kid on the block or school, the girls had flocked around him like bees, wanting to be friends with him or date him, fighting over themselves just to get him to carry them along.

He had long concluded that girls could never be different . they don’t love anyone other than themselves, even his mother was no different. She had rejected his father when he came to ask for her hand, a year later when his father had hit a oil block and flew his company, and the bucks starting rolling in, she had appeared infront of his door one day and begged him to take her back.

And he did, because he had told him that he loved his mother and he was too happy to take her back.

But she had only come back for his money.

He loved his parents, but he also detested the way his mother was when it came to money, she spent a lot, she spent even more.. buying things she didn’t need and getting those she needed only to toss them away for something more ludicrous.

Twenty years later as the fights became worse, she filed for divorce, asking him for half of what he owned, including his company.

His father had agreed, he was a simple man, he loved peace and he would give up the world to make his mother happy.

But tragedy struck, while they attended a charity concert together , on their way back, they had died in a ghastly motor accident with a few others.

They were buried , with friends and family in attendance, their only child and son ‘Jake Bass’ the only heir and the sole owner of all of Gregory’s Bass multibillionaire oil block servicing company.

Jake Bass, just fresh out of college, and already taking up a huge responsibility.

But his father always taught him to be prepared at all times, to be independent, to be able to shoulder responsibilities even ones he never would have been given. His father taught him to be a man, and times when he came home for summer breaks, he worked with his father while his father showed him the ropes.

Jake knew that with his father gone, he had to continue from where his father stopped, which was making sure his father’s dream and his empire never runs to the ground.

He accepted all of his father’s values and teachings, he was grateful for that, but there was one thing he didn’t take from his father and refused to learn.

Was that his father was too soft, too gullible, when it came to a woman, his woman, Jake’s mother.

No matter how transparent that his mother was only using him, his father never cared. If she wanted money , he gave her, if she insulted him and asked for more money, he gave her. She knew just how to press him, and all the while, after she gave birth to Jake, she left him in the arms of nannies and travelled the world..

She was an high class lady, his mother. But he loved her, he just wanted her to treat her husband, his father better.

Jake had vowed to treat women the way they ought to be treated.

Women to him were nothing more than things to be used and thrown away, and go unto the next. He wasn’t exactly a womanizer or a playboy. He was simply not interested in the female folks enough to give them his time , his attention…and God forbid his heart. It made men stupid, they go around like dogs flabbing their tongues as they chased the women folk.

He was glad he didn’t think with his one –eyed member between his legs.

He loves women, he appreciates their body and their prowess in bed. But that is all, Entertainment.

If he wanted a woman, he had her. Infact he doesn’t need to search, they came pouring in, falling over his feet, begging to be had. All he had to do is pick.

But after the night is over, much to his disappointments, it all boils down to money. They are always after the money, the flashy car, the houses and the life of luxury. They love the money not the man.

If he were poor and wretched, it doesn’t matter he has this sexy body, much like a Greek god’s, deep blue eyes, and the most capturing smile, it doesn’t matter that he got his handsome looks from his mother and the height and perfect build from his father. They would stare for only a minute, just a minute and they won’t give a shit about him.

But he was Jake, Jake Bass, son to Gregory and Jessica Bass, owner of the Multibillionaire Oil Company , which stood big and tall, one of the best in the country. He was 36 years old, still a bachelor and a fine one at that, he had the cars, the houses, the wealth and luxury- he had it all.

It was natural to have women fall over themselves to get into his bed.

And just because they do that…he has no regard for them, and treats them as they are. ‘Things’ Entertainments!, and then tips them and forgets about them. And if they were pretty ,and a good talker, maybe they last for two days. But he gets bored and moves on.

Women meant nothing to him, treating them as he deemed fit, came naturally.

Thanks to his father and his mother’s marriage, he has no desire to be a fool for no woman, and no woman alive can bring him to his knees.

None!