HER BABY’S DADDY

JAX

It was a bright beautiful day, the sun lit it’s radiants of light all over the place. Waking up every morning to see myself at my king sized luxurious bed was a reason to live longer.

I loved the enormous wealth, the power and respect that came along with it was soul lifting.

At the snap of my finger a fleet of men would run up to me and be willing to grant every request of mine. Wealth was like a remote which I could use to control how people treat me.

All I wished for, came to pass and I will make sure I get the best of it.

My father has officially named me the heir of LS corporations and this morning a meeting has been organized to finalize an investment deal with young well to do investors who were willing to invest in LS corporation for a specific agreed time.

My secretary walked slightly behind me and so as my bodyguards. A step into the meeting room and all eyes veered towards my direction.

Weighing my complete outfit, I was dressed in black designed Italian tuxedo and Vintage black shoes.

The outfit depicted a young wealthy business man and it also depicted a fashion sensed classic man. Everywhere I got into, without having to say a word, all attention would be given to me and mouths would drool at my presence.

This was something that Barman Jax never enjoyed, asides the flirty loose women who gave me amorous glares and tried so hard to have me in bed. No one really cared or submitted to me.

This is exactly what I need to get my child back, the Walters are going to be at my mercy, especially Janis and Stravis who used money to torment me. Now I possess 10 times of their wealth, right here in my palms I have the keys to one of the biggest empires in America.

After formal greetings with everyone at the meeting table, I sat quietly while my secretary stood behind me with a notepad on his hand.

“Now this is the deal Mr Luis, a total of $90 billion was evaluated from LS corporation as at last week, an average of $15 million was the shares rate given to each investor for the month” My affairs managing staff said.

“Most times each corporation that partners and invests makes a 20% profit from their investment, although the figures varies with the performance of LS corporation every week but nothing less than a 10% profit comes back to each investor. If there is imbalance of equilibrium between the shares and the income then we will have to slash the shares to create a balance” my secretary added to the presentation. He was a brilliant young man, who had good business intellectuality.

“It’s a risky one” Mr Luis replied to the brief summary. Let me have a chat with my fellow executives.

Whispering overshadowed the silence in the meeting room as I sat quietly to observe their response to the presentation.

“Get me a Cappuccino ” I whispered to my secretary, without wasting anytime, he rushed out and brought back my cup of coffee.

I sipped down my Cappuccino slowly as I watched them converse. Minutes later the whispers and chit chats ended, they had finally come to a conclusion.

I focused my gaze on them, expecting a good response and a positive feedback.

“Business is a risk, so we’ll take this risk. We value LS corporations, I’ve been told severally that LS corporation is always at the top. I’ll definitely love to work with you Mr Jax” Mr Luis uttered delightfully.

We stood and shook hands.

“It’s settled then, we can start processing of the investment, remember it’s a 20% profit. Happy to work with you” I said to my Mr Luis. He nodded respectfully as we stood up and dismissed the meeting.

A warm wave and few handshakes were all I gave after the meeting before heading out.

Been so wealthy is something that has become my new normal, I never imagined I would amount to this. But now I breath money, it was part of me.

I remember working so hard to meetup at my shifts, I’d always try to pleasure my boss and work extra hard but now I tip the man who was once my boss. He submits totally to me and treats me like his biggest guest anytime I come back to the bar to have a drink.

The bar was always my safe haven so I often visited it. Regular people who came to the bar, saw that their old barman had become a wealthy billionaire, they were shocked to their bones the first time I stepped into the bar after my transformation.

I didn’t walk alone, I had my bodyguards walk behind me, protecting and shielding me from every form of attack.

Everyone treated me with so much care and love, they submitted at my feet and tried so hard to please me. The respect I was getting was astonishing, I knew for a fact that nobody respected me when I was a mere barman.

That is exactly what money can do, have people on their knees for you. Both genders drooled over me everytime I walk in the midst of any crowd.

This was all I wanted when I was broke, when I was using run down cars and cheaply priced cloths that were always worn out.

Now I have so many outfits that I fail to count them, made by worldwide designers and big fashion brands.

My cars were so much, I barely repeated using a car. They were made and designed specifically for my taste. But irregardless of all this wealth I still didn’t find complete happiness and rest of mind. Everyday, week and month I’d have my self in deep thoughts, wanting to see my child.

It’s been two years since I heard about the news of my son. I haven’t even set my eyes on him, I don’t know how he looks like.

It was all playing back, life was repeating itself, I was taken away from my rich father, he said he had waited everyday to get me back and now that I’m united with him, it’s all happening again.

I’m the father who was separated from his child, a father who hungers to meet and take back his child. I can no longer sit and watch, it’s time to finally search for the Walters and get back my child. I won’t allow my son to be raised without a father

This time I’m not going to walk up to them and ask for my child politely. I’ll have them sued to court for my child. I’d fight to get my child, money is no longer my issue so I have the ability to make the court support me.

I have the finances for whatsoever might happen at the court room. Oh Janis! I promise you’ll pay for taking my child away from me and to you Stravis, I’ll make you bow at my feet for all the embarrassment you caused me.

You looked down on me and trampled on my self esteem and now it’s my turn to pay back. After I’m done dealing with the Walters they will fear me with all of their hearts.

My guards, my secretary and I walked into the elevator, I didn’t want to spend so much time at work today. Besides all I had today was the business meeting.

“Mr Jax”

“Your da….. Mr Storms wants to speak to you” my secretary said. Why didn’t he complete his initial statement? By the looks of it he wasn’t still used to calling Leo storms my dad. I guess it’s hard for people to wake up one morning and hear that a popular billionaire has a son and then start addressing him as the son.

I received the phone from my secretary and placed it over my ears. “Jax How are you doing?” My dad’s deep relaxed voice met the walls of my eardrums.

“Hey Dad I’m alright” I replied. I was always excited to speak to my father, I’d never get used to speaking to him because I lived so many years without him, there’s alot of father-son bonding we missed out on.

“That’s good, there’s a shareholders event coming up very soon at Lester corporation, I’d love you to go attend the event”

“Really?” I inquired.

“Yes I want you to go there in my place, you’re now the CEO of LS corporations so you’re obliged to go because we are also shareholders of Lester corporation” he uttered.

“Alright Dad I’ll go” I agreed, it doesn’t seem like a big deal, I’ve gone on several occasions on behalf of my father, at many of these occasions the host or whoever had invited my father would be confused on who I was and why I had the authority to fill in for Leo Storms. But after a while people had come to recognize me as Leo storm’s son.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“Good, I’ll give you the details of everything, including the address and other important information”

” That’ll be fine” I replied.

“Go with extra bodyguards” he said.

“Dad you’re overprotective, I have enough of them” I chuckled, it’s not unusual to see a man overprotective over his only son. A son he had been seperated from for so long.

“I was just suggesting” he replied.

“It’s not necessary Dad, I’m alright”

“Ok I’ll speak to you later” he said before hanging up. I wasted no time in giving my secretary back his mobile.

Immediately after the call we stepped out of the elevator and out of the skyscraper. Just outside the building a lady sighted me and tried to walk up to me but my bodyguards restricted her.

“Omg!” she exclaimed.

Instantly I recognized her, she was one of those ladies at the bar who always tried to seduce me but ended up been rejected.

I picked up an irritation but It slowly faded off, that irritation only comes up when a lady tries too hard to flirt with me.

I gave my guards a gesture, saying they should let her be.

“Barman is this really you?” she uttered with amazement written all over her face. She scanned me from head to toe and her mouth dropped.

I laughed and focused my gaze on her with a smile on my face.

“My name isn’t barman, it’s Jax storms” I said. my smile was still very much visible but not wide, I wasn’t the type to neglect and trample on people because I was wealthy. I’ll never be like the Walters.

“Wait! Storms? Like related to Leo Storms” she said, looking even more surprised.

“Well we are in front of LS corporation so that shouldn’t be hard to figure out, I’m his son”

“Wow” I exclaimed.

“I always knew you were more than just a barman, that’s why I’ve always loved you, I always hunger for you. Please don’t reject me, you’ve rejected me so much” begging and pleading, she made further steps towards me.

The irritation that faded initially had come back again, even when I was poor women lurked around me and now that I’m rich the lurking and seducing hasn’t stopped. Instead it increased.

I ordered my guards to block her and take her out of my way as I walked towards my car.