Chapter 2 (Edited)

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Chapter 2

Jason’s POV

 Buzz… the alarm went off It said 8:00 am. I woke up with a headache wondering where I was. I looked  around the room clothes was scattered on the floor. A large red sofa sat in the corner  of the room, in front of it was a glass center table with some magazine on it. The room was well furnished but it smelled like cheap  perfume.Lying next to me on the bed was a slender figure with blond hair. I tried to put the pieces of last night’s events together, when the woman next to me started to move.” Hi” she said, I put on a fake smile and said hey! My head hurt and trying to remember who this woman was made it worse.“ did you get any sleep? because last night was awesome I enjoyed every minute of you". As she dug her long slender fingers into my chest, bits and pieces of last night started to come back to me and I remembered who she was. Her name is Savannah White socialite and daughter of real estate giant James White. The City was filled with women like her, beautiful, smart and good in bed. At night they would dazzle in designer clothes all made up demanding the attention of every man who had eyes, but to me they were as cold and rigid as the concrete jungle they called home. I had my pick of them and entertained many in my bed. "Hey! You can’t be leaving could you"? She grabbed onto my shoulder and pulled me back down on the bed and started kissing me hard. I broke the kiss stood up and started to get dressed. "I hope we can do this again soon"?  She said with her sexiest expression while running her leg up and down my crotch I felt my cock twitch. I knew I needed to get out of there fast before I lost it and gave her what she wanted all over again. I didn't want a relationship I wanted to have a good time nothing more, and staying in bed with her would assure that train of thought. I’ll call you I said as I walked out the door. I got to the parking garage jumped into my Austin Martin and headed home.

 I pulled up to my penthouse apartment, as I was about to step outside my phone rang I looked at the caller ID and saw it was my father. Hey dad! "Jason I need you to come the office as soon as you can we have a few things to tie up before I leave tomorrow and you go off to you vacation next month to god knows where". "Have you picked a destination yet"? No I haven’t made up my mind yet dad but I’ll let you know as soon as I do. "Just get over to the office I will be waiting for you". Okay dad I will be there in Half an hour. My father, as demanding as ever. 

Donald Fitspatrick is the only son of the late Earl Fitspatrick oil tycoon and billionaire who made his fortune in oil in the mid19th century. Because of our company's success venturing out of the petroleum business and getting into other investment markets was easy. FICO has been able to sustain its position as the most profitable company in the United States. 

I was born a child prodigy, a genius by the world's standards. At 7 years old I stopped attending school because I was smarter than most of my teachers, and by the age of 16, I attended college while my friends were still in high school. I started working at the company at the age 21 and doubled our capital in a year. To my peers being part of my circle meant that you were “la crème de la crème” of society. I got use to people saying yes to me, and getting what I wanted was only a matter of price. 

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