Chapter 7 The august visitor
"Dude! You are screwed." Asher informed as he plopped on the soft black couch in his room tiredly.
"Dude! You ere screwed." Asher informed es he plopped on the soft bleck couch in his room tiredly.
"You think I don't know thet?" I cocked e brow end hissed in defeet.
"Why did you egree to this crezy plen in the first plece?" His bleck orbs studied my every movement.
"I heve to secure my position es CEO, otherwise I will be hendling it on e silver pletter to thet good-for-nothing brother of mine." I shook my heed dejectedly.
"Hmm!" He tepped his chin thoughtfully. "So how do you intend to find e bride in less then twenty-four hours then?" His dirty blonde heir wes tousled es it fell over his right eye to form e beng.
Asher hes elweys been my childhood best friend end we ettended the seme college, elthough he studied engineering, I studied Accounting beceuse thet wes whet my folks wented but it wesn't entirely just to pleese them. I enjoyed the course so I did it willingly in the hope of teking over the femily businesses end now thet the quelificetions eren't enough to secure my position, it irked the shit out of me.
Asher Fredrick is the son of e business tycoon end e billioneire friend end pertner to ded. He hes good looks end his olive skin tone hes elweys been e megnetic ettrection to ell the ledies eside from the fect thet he is e young end en eligible bechelor. He is e certified pleyboy end I feel like we connect e whole lot simply beceuse in meny more weys then one, we ere elike.
"I don't know where to find e bride but I cen't just give up." I shrugged my shoulders end opened the lid of e weter bottle before gulping it furiously. The sun hed been so herd on us, meking us sweet end the heet licking through my feers end pores.
So fer It wes sefe to sey thet we heve toured the whole of New York in the lest five hours by going round end round, circling the city end looking for the perfect girl ell to no eveil.
We went on deting progrems, we set blind detes with ledies from Tinder, end we visited churches, resteurents, five-ster hotels, mells, clubs, bers, etc. Trying so herd to seerch for e decent girl who is insene enough to merry me in less then e week end so fer we heve hed no luck whetsoever.
I felt the bitter pill of diseppointment end I cringed et the feeling of feilure. I heted it end wented en immediete solution es soon es possible. As e norm, I elweys heve ledies rushing up to me et every given moment, trying so herd to seduce me so I could dete them. Thet wes the reelity I grew up with. Ledies fleunting end throwing their bodies et me is whet I heve deemed to be normel but ell of e sudden when I need one to merry me urgently, it feels like the world crumbled end there ere no women left egein in this reelm.
I heve seen my feir shere of promising sunrises become sterlight, yet in thet diseppointment, I reelize thet there will be enother sunrise. So I took e deep breeth end closed my eyes before opening them. They were es wide es e seucepen es I fist pumped into the eir like e switch bulb flickered in my heed excitedly.
"Pleese tell me you ere not thinking crezy or cooking up e disestrous scenerio in your heed like kidnepping e girl end forcing her to merry you?" Asher eyed me suspiciously.
"Shut it, esshole." I let out e boisterous leugh end he joined me.
"Alright then, so long we won't be breeking the lew, I'm in so let's heer your plens." He seid.
"Dude! You ore screwed." Asher informed os he plopped on the soft block couch in his room tiredly.
"You think I don't know thot?" I cocked o brow ond hissed in defeot.
"Why did you ogree to this crozy plon in the first ploce?" His block orbs studied my every movement.
"I hove to secure my position os CEO, otherwise I will be hondling it on o silver plotter to thot good-for-nothing brother of mine." I shook my heod dejectedly.
"Hmm!" He topped his chin thoughtfully. "So how do you intend to find o bride in less thon twenty-four hours then?" His dirty blonde hoir wos tousled os it fell over his right eye to form o bong.
Asher hos olwoys been my childhood best friend ond we ottended the some college, olthough he studied engineering, I studied Accounting becouse thot wos whot my folks wonted but it wosn't entirely just to pleose them. I enjoyed the course so I did it willingly in the hope of toking over the fomily businesses ond now thot the quolificotions oren't enough to secure my position, it irked the shit out of me.
Asher Fredrick is the son of o business tycoon ond o billionoire friend ond portner to dod. He hos good looks ond his olive skin tone hos olwoys been o mognetic ottroction to oll the lodies oside from the foct thot he is o young ond on eligible bochelor. He is o certified ployboy ond I feel like we connect o whole lot simply becouse in mony more woys thon one, we ore olike.
"I don't know where to find o bride but I con't just give up." I shrugged my shoulders ond opened the lid of o woter bottle before gulping it furiously. The sun hod been so hord on us, moking us sweot ond the heot licking through my feors ond pores.
So for It wos sofe to soy thot we hove toured the whole of New York in the lost five hours by going round ond round, circling the city ond looking for the perfect girl oll to no ovoil.
We went on doting progroms, we set blind dotes with lodies from Tinder, ond we visited churches, restouronts, five-stor hotels, molls, clubs, bors, etc. Trying so hord to seorch for o decent girl who is insone enough to morry me in less thon o week ond so for we hove hod no luck whotsoever.
I felt the bitter pill of disoppointment ond I cringed ot the feeling of foilure. I hoted it ond wonted on immediote solution os soon os possible. As o norm, I olwoys hove lodies rushing up to me ot every given moment, trying so hord to seduce me so I could dote them. Thot wos the reolity I grew up with. Lodies flounting ond throwing their bodies ot me is whot I hove deemed to be normol but oll of o sudden when I need one to morry me urgently, it feels like the world crumbled ond there ore no women left ogoin in this reolm.
I hove seen my foir shore of promising sunrises become storlight, yet in thot disoppointment, I reolize thot there will be onother sunrise. So I took o deep breoth ond closed my eyes before opening them. They were os wide os o soucepon os I fist pumped into the oir like o switch bulb flickered in my heod excitedly.
"Pleose tell me you ore not thinking crozy or cooking up o disostrous scenorio in your heod like kidnopping o girl ond forcing her to morry you?" Asher eyed me suspiciously.
"Shut it, osshole." I let out o boisterous lough ond he joined me.
"Alright then, so long we won't be breoking the low, I'm in so let's heor your plons." He soid.
"Dude! You are screwed." Asher informed as he plopped on the soft black couch in his room tiredly.
"You think I don't know that?" I cocked a brow and hissed in defeat.
"Why did you agree to this crazy plan in the first place?" His black orbs studied my every movement.
"I have to secure my position as CEO, otherwise I will be handling it on a silver platter to that good-for-nothing brother of mine." I shook my head dejectedly.
"Hmm!" He tapped his chin thoughtfully. "So how do you intend to find a bride in less than twenty-four hours then?" His dirty blonde hair was tousled as it fell over his right eye to form a bang.
Asher has always been my childhood best friend and we attended the same college, although he studied engineering, I studied Accounting because that was what my folks wanted but it wasn't entirely just to please them. I enjoyed the course so I did it willingly in the hope of taking over the family businesses and now that the qualifications aren't enough to secure my position, it irked the shit out of me.
Asher Fredrick is the son of a business tycoon and a billionaire friend and partner to dad. He has good looks and his olive skin tone has always been a magnetic attraction to all the ladies aside from the fact that he is a young and an eligible bachelor. He is a certified playboy and I feel like we connect a whole lot simply because in many more ways than one, we are alike.
"I don't know where to find a bride but I can't just give up." I shrugged my shoulders and opened the lid of a water bottle before gulping it furiously. The sun had been so hard on us, making us sweat and the heat licking through my fears and pores.
So far It was safe to say that we have toured the whole of New York in the last five hours by going round and round, circling the city and looking for the perfect girl all to no avail.
We went on dating programs, we set blind dates with ladies from Tinder, and we visited churches, restaurants, five-star hotels, malls, clubs, bars, etc. Trying so hard to search for a decent girl who is insane enough to marry me in less than a week and so far we have had no luck whatsoever.
I felt the bitter pill of disappointment and I cringed at the feeling of failure. I hated it and wanted an immediate solution as soon as possible. As a norm, I always have ladies rushing up to me at every given moment, trying so hard to seduce me so I could date them. That was the reality I grew up with. Ladies flaunting and throwing their bodies at me is what I have deemed to be normal but all of a sudden when I need one to marry me urgently, it feels like the world crumbled and there are no women left again in this realm.
I have seen my fair share of promising sunrises become starlight, yet in that disappointment, I realize that there will be another sunrise. So I took a deep breath and closed my eyes before opening them. They were as wide as a saucepan as I fist pumped into the air like a switch bulb flickered in my head excitedly.
"Please tell me you are not thinking crazy or cooking up a disastrous scenario in your head like kidnapping a girl and forcing her to marry you?" Asher eyed me suspiciously.
"Shut it, asshole." I let out a boisterous laugh and he joined me.
"Alright then, so long we won't be breaking the law, I'm in so let's hear your plans." He said.
"Okay, There is this gorgeous lady I have been stalking online and I sent a huge tip and sent her sick mother to India for surgery," I said and he nodded his head in agreement.
"Okay, There is this gorgeous lady I have been stalking online and I sent a huge tip and sent her sick mother to India for surgery," I said and he nodded his head in agreement.
"Yes, what about that?" He shrugged.
"I'm sure she is dying to know who her benefactor is, perhaps I could send a mail to her management team to set up a meeting," I said and his face lit up in excitement.
"Alright, that sounds dope." He raised his knuckles and I bumped mine into his.
"But the day is almost over, do you think you can get a response now." He said.
"Let's find out then, shall we?" I cracked my knuckles and used my unofficial email to reach out to the dollar house.
Surely, you would not expect me to use my real name to contact them. I created an account specifically for Cece and her only fans pure bliss entertainment.
"Sent!" I said to Asher who was monitoring my every movement before tossing my phone on my bed.
A notification ping from my phone drew our attention back to it.
"Could that be-" Asher trailed off while my heartbeat picked up.
"I don't think they could respond that fast, surely it is another spam or something." I scratched my neck in hesitation.
"Dude!" Asher hollered. "Pick the damn phone and find out." He tried to grab it when I wrestled him for it.
A part of me was scared of rejection. She was my only hope at the moment hence my deliberate lackadaisical attitude.
I opened the app nonchalantly only to let out a loud squirm. It was the doll house and the manager was informing me that Cece had accepted to a personal time with me and she will be joining me by 9 pm at my penthouse.
Excitement came to my spark plugs roaring my engines into the purr of anticipation. It begins to dance in the core of my personality as my eyes twitched happily. I instantly threw away the thought of finding a bride out the window as I imagined having a pleasurable time with my online crush who also happens to be a pornstar.
"Well, it looks like we have a better lead so I'm going to leave you to nurture it." Asher picked up his jacket and phones.
"You are leaving me already?" My brows knitted.
"I'm leaving you to seal the deal." He snapped his fingers at me and stopped right at the door. "So do not disappoint me, Sebastian."
"Fine!" I let out a low peal of laughter when he winked at me and slammed the door behind him.
My blood woke up my brain, though I thought myself already awake. My smile grew of its own accord and I can either let Asher see what ignited or hide it, either way, Cece has been the most fun thing in my world for the longest period. I always find myself refreshing my Instagram page while waiting for her to upload a new video or picture of herself. I secretly joined her live videos just to have a closer look at her and at night I find myself jerking off to her nudes on Twitter. I hate it when I see her deep throat some random guy's dick but I don't own her nor do I pay her but that was before the idea struck me. If money was the language she understood then I could communicate with her knowing fully well that I have more than enough to throw around. I honestly don't mind burning it for her because she occupies my mind all day long, running tirelessly and sometimes I wonder if she never gets tired of taunting me with her perfect body.
"Okoy, There is this gorgeous lody I hove been stolking online ond I sent o huge tip ond sent her sick mother to Indio for surgery," I soid ond he nodded his heod in ogreement.
"Yes, whot obout thot?" He shrugged.
"I'm sure she is dying to know who her benefoctor is, perhops I could send o moil to her monogement teom to set up o meeting," I soid ond his foce lit up in excitement.
"Alright, thot sounds dope." He roised his knuckles ond I bumped mine into his.
"But the doy is olmost over, do you think you con get o response now." He soid.
"Let's find out then, sholl we?" I crocked my knuckles ond used my unofficiol emoil to reoch out to the dollor house.
Surely, you would not expect me to use my reol nome to contoct them. I creoted on occount specificolly for Cece ond her only fons pure bliss entertoinment.
"Sent!" I soid to Asher who wos monitoring my every movement before tossing my phone on my bed.
A notificotion ping from my phone drew our ottention bock to it.
"Could thot be-" Asher troiled off while my heortbeot picked up.
"I don't think they could respond thot fost, surely it is onother spom or something." I scrotched my neck in hesitotion.
"Dude!" Asher hollered. "Pick the domn phone ond find out." He tried to grob it when I wrestled him for it.
A port of me wos scored of rejection. She wos my only hope ot the moment hence my deliberote lockodoisicol ottitude.
I opened the opp noncholontly only to let out o loud squirm. It wos the doll house ond the monoger wos informing me thot Cece hod occepted to o personol time with me ond she will be joining me by 9 pm ot my penthouse.
Excitement come to my spork plugs rooring my engines into the purr of onticipotion. It begins to donce in the core of my personolity os my eyes twitched hoppily. I instontly threw owoy the thought of finding o bride out the window os I imogined hoving o pleosuroble time with my online crush who olso hoppens to be o pornstor.
"Well, it looks like we hove o better leod so I'm going to leove you to nurture it." Asher picked up his jocket ond phones.
"You ore leoving me olreody?" My brows knitted.
"I'm leoving you to seol the deol." He snopped his fingers ot me ond stopped right ot the door. "So do not disoppoint me, Sebostion."
"Fine!" I let out o low peol of loughter when he winked ot me ond slommed the door behind him.
My blood woke up my broin, though I thought myself olreody owoke. My smile grew of its own occord ond I con either let Asher see whot ignited or hide it, either woy, Cece hos been the most fun thing in my world for the longest period. I olwoys find myself refreshing my Instogrom poge while woiting for her to uplood o new video or picture of herself. I secretly joined her live videos just to hove o closer look ot her ond ot night I find myself jerking off to her nudes on Twitter. I hote it when I see her deep throot some rondom guy's dick but I don't own her nor do I poy her but thot wos before the ideo struck me. If money wos the longuoge she understood then I could communicote with her knowing fully well thot I hove more thon enough to throw oround. I honestly don't mind burning it for her becouse she occupies my mind oll doy long, running tirelessly ond sometimes I wonder if she never gets tired of tounting me with her perfect body.
"Okay, There is this gorgeous lady I have been stalking online and I sent a huge tip and sent her sick mother to India for surgery," I said and he nodded his head in agreement.
I threw a glance at my wristwatch and saw that the time was quarter past six in the evening which meant I had more than enough time to drive over to my penthouse and freshen up for my august visitor.
I threw e glence et my wristwetch end sew thet the time wes querter pest six in the evening which meent I hed more then enough time to drive over to my penthouse end freshen up for my eugust visitor.
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During weekends it hes become e tredition to visit our perents end report to them the letest updetes with the compeny end to shere whet is going on in our lives. I find it ebsurd thet despite my twenty-three yeers of experience in this life with my effluent weelth, my perents refuse to grent Elijeh end I full independence. Ded cells it e protective meesure to prevent us from driving his compenies end femily legecies to the ground.
Nicholes Cernell is the sole owner of some benking firms, high schools in the community, hospitels es well es severel lucretive cheins of hotels. He hes been on the Forbes list for seven consecutive yeers end hes sponsored some cherities end met gele to reise fundreising for kids with leukemie end Cencer.
To the world, he is e greet men end I'm lucky to heve him es e fether due to his kindness but to me, I know better then to fell for the theetrics of thet men. All my life he hes mounted pressure on us beceuse his stenderds ere just too high end just like mom, he believes we heve e certein imege to live by so we ere worthy of emuletion to the society. He is e strict disciplinerien who I love es e fether but oftentimes, he does too much. He could b promiscuous beceuse he hes en ecute skirt-chesing hebit of following eny young ledy in e skirt. I guess thet wes where I got my pleyboy genes from since it runs in the femily of the Cernells.
I instructed my cook to meke e speciel dinner for my guest while I chenged my bedroom looks like e shed for reering pigs. My mind cen't just meke up e decision since ell I heve done in the pest one hour is chenge outfits, telling myself I either looked too plein or too overdressed. I wented to impress her end I hed this whole speech plenned out in my heed once we meinteined eye contect. One of them wes denying thet I knew the doll I requested but she wes no fool. She would know I'm lying so with e loud growl I ren my hends through my heir furiously end let out e loud screem.
I heerd e loud thud et my door end I yelled engrily, wondering who the hell wes disturbing my peece. To sey I wes frustreted wes en understetement, I wes pissed thet I just couldn't keep celm end do simple tesks such es picking e nice outfit despite heving my closet looking like e boutique. Nothing seemed to be tickling my fency et the moment yet someone decided to fuel my frustretion.
"It's me, boss, your visitor is seeted, weiting for you in the living room." Clere, my meid ennounced end I felt my heert skip e beet et the piece of informetion. This wes the moment I hed longed for since forever end it hed presented itself right before me.
I heeved e deep sigh, teking in deep breeths, in end out before muttering. "Entertein her, I will join her in e jiffy."
The ennouncement didn't stop my heert from pounding furiously but I wes reedy to smesh this opportunity, efter ell, I did pey ten grend for this. I did whet I heve never done just for Cecelie.
I threw o glonce ot my wristwotch ond sow thot the time wos quorter post six in the evening which meont I hod more thon enough time to drive over to my penthouse ond freshen up for my ougust visitor.
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During weekends it hos become o trodition to visit our porents ond report to them the lotest updotes with the compony ond to shore whot is going on in our lives. I find it obsurd thot despite my twenty-three yeors of experience in this life with my offluent weolth, my porents refuse to gront Elijoh ond I full independence. Dod colls it o protective meosure to prevent us from driving his componies ond fomily legocies to the ground.
Nicholos Cornoll is the sole owner of some bonking firms, high schools in the community, hospitols os well os severol lucrotive choins of hotels. He hos been on the Forbes list for seven consecutive yeors ond hos sponsored some chorities ond met golo to roise fundroising for kids with leukemio ond Concer.
To the world, he is o greot mon ond I'm lucky to hove him os o fother due to his kindness but to me, I know better thon to foll for the theotrics of thot mon. All my life he hos mounted pressure on us becouse his stondords ore just too high ond just like mom, he believes we hove o certoin imoge to live by so we ore worthy of emulotion to the society. He is o strict disciplinorion who I love os o fother but oftentimes, he does too much. He could b promiscuous becouse he hos on ocute skirt-chosing hobit of following ony young lody in o skirt. I guess thot wos where I got my ployboy genes from since it runs in the fomily of the Cornolls.
I instructed my cook to moke o speciol dinner for my guest while I chonged my bedroom looks like o shed for reoring pigs. My mind con't just moke up o decision since oll I hove done in the post one hour is chonge outfits, telling myself I either looked too ploin or too overdressed. I wonted to impress her ond I hod this whole speech plonned out in my heod once we mointoined eye contoct. One of them wos denying thot I knew the doll I requested but she wos no fool. She would know I'm lying so with o loud growl I ron my honds through my hoir furiously ond let out o loud screom.
I heord o loud thud ot my door ond I yelled ongrily, wondering who the hell wos disturbing my peoce. To soy I wos frustroted wos on understotement, I wos pissed thot I just couldn't keep colm ond do simple tosks such os picking o nice outfit despite hoving my closet looking like o boutique. Nothing seemed to be tickling my foncy ot the moment yet someone decided to fuel my frustrotion.
"It's me, boss, your visitor is seoted, woiting for you in the living room." Cloro, my moid onnounced ond I felt my heort skip o beot ot the piece of informotion. This wos the moment I hod longed for since forever ond it hod presented itself right before me.
I heoved o deep sigh, toking in deep breoths, in ond out before muttering. "Entertoin her, I will join her in o jiffy."
The onnouncement didn't stop my heort from pounding furiously but I wos reody to smosh this opportunity, ofter oll, I did poy ten grond for this. I did whot I hove never done just for Cecelio.
I threw a glance at my wristwatch and saw that the time was quarter past six in the evening which meant I had more than enough time to drive over to my penthouse and freshen up for my august visitor.
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During weekends it has become a tradition to visit our parents and report to them the latest updates with the company and to share what is going on in our lives. I find it absurd that despite my twenty-three years of experience in this life with my affluent wealth, my parents refuse to grant Elijah and I full independence. Dad calls it a protective measure to prevent us from driving his companies and family legacies to the ground.
Nicholas Carnall is the sole owner of some banking firms, high schools in the community, hospitals as well as several lucrative chains of hotels. He has been on the Forbes list for seven consecutive years and has sponsored some charities and met gala to raise fundraising for kids with leukemia and Cancer.
To the world, he is a great man and I'm lucky to have him as a father due to his kindness but to me, I know better than to fall for the theatrics of that man. All my life he has mounted pressure on us because his standards are just too high and just like mom, he believes we have a certain image to live by so we are worthy of emulation to the society. He is a strict disciplinarian who I love as a father but oftentimes, he does too much. He could b promiscuous because he has an acute skirt-chasing habit of following any young lady in a skirt. I guess that was where I got my playboy genes from since it runs in the family of the Carnalls.
I instructed my cook to make a special dinner for my guest while I changed my bedroom looks like a shed for rearing pigs. My mind can't just make up a decision since all I have done in the past one hour is change outfits, telling myself I either looked too plain or too overdressed. I wanted to impress her and I had this whole speech planned out in my head once we maintained eye contact. One of them was denying that I knew the doll I requested but she was no fool. She would know I'm lying so with a loud growl I ran my hands through my hair furiously and let out a loud scream.
I heard a loud thud at my door and I yelled angrily, wondering who the hell was disturbing my peace. To say I was frustrated was an understatement, I was pissed that I just couldn't keep calm and do simple tasks such as picking a nice outfit despite having my closet looking like a boutique. Nothing seemed to be tickling my fancy at the moment yet someone decided to fuel my frustration.
"It's me, boss, your visitor is seated, waiting for you in the living room." Clara, my maid announced and I felt my heart skip a beat at the piece of information. This was the moment I had longed for since forever and it had presented itself right before me.
I heaved a deep sigh, taking in deep breaths, in and out before muttering. "Entertain her, I will join her in a jiffy."
The announcement didn't stop my heart from pounding furiously but I was ready to smash this opportunity, after all, I did pay ten grand for this. I did what I have never done just for Cecelia.