Chapter 2 TIMMY

TIMMY'S POV.

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I slowly opened my eyes, taking a moment to orient myself. I had a wild night out. Glancing at the clock, I realized it was already five in the morning, and I had an important meeting at seven.

Two women lay next to me in the bed, one a blonde and the other a brunette. They were both still asleep. I sighed in frustration. I needed to prepare for the meeting with world leaders, but these women were still occupying my bed. Begrudgingly, I shook the blonde woman next to me, attempting to wake her up. She merely groaned and turned away from me. I felt my anger rising, and I reached over to tap the brunette woman. She stirred slowly but quickly began to fix her hair when she noticed me.

"Hey!" I yelled at them,

"You girls have thirty minutes to get dressed and get out." Bundles of cash were all these women wanted, and I was more than willing to provide it. I ordered breakfast for the three of us, knowing that I would continue to seek out new women to keep myself entertained.

I was a self-proclaimed billionaire and lived up to the moniker. I was 28 years old and had inherited my father's struggling company when I was just 20. However, I had turned it around, and it now had a global presence.

Women flocked to me, attracted to both my wealth and my chiseled physique. I saw these women as nothing more than temporary entertainment that I could dispose of at any moment.

I had a two-year-old son whom I adored and named after myself, Timmy jnr. My son was my sole commitment, and I would do anything for him. The boy's mother had attempted to use me as a pawn so that I could marry her but she was caught cheating on me with my best friend. With my son living with my brother, I decided it was time to bring him home permanently after receiving a call from him yesterday. I was ecstatic to have my son back and couldn't wait to get him from my millionaire friend's grip.

We had our meetings at the Upscale of the City in one of the penthouses I built and I concluded my meetings with the world leaders in a jiffy before rushing to my office to retrieve my son.

As I walked through the office, I tried to ignore the flirtatious advances of my female employees, knowing that they were merely distractions. I had beautiful staffs with amazing butt, curvy hips, and big boobs as I wanted but the only thing I will never do is to sleep with any of them. Though the feelings come at times like grabbing one of my ass or popping one of their nipples into my mouth I do dismiss the imagination for it will be earned me nothing but disrespect.

" Morning, sir" they all greeted, looking great and stunning in their suits and I must confess that my staffs are the best when it comes to appearing decent.

I dashed out a fledged chortle which grew into a laughter of joy as I sighted my son in my friend's arms, giggling and gyrating to see me once again. There was also a guest by his side probably one of his workers.

I walked faster to scoop up my son and kissed him on his chubby cheek.

" Thanks for this, Scott" I greeted my friend warmly before discharging my secretary, who had brought tea for the guest.

Scott, my millionaire friend, had just brought my son from my brother, who had called me earlier and I think they needed to refresh or take something soft. I decided to take my son out for pizza, ice cream, and shopping while Scott followed us.

We entered the amazing shopping mall, one of the best in the City. Mind you, it was owned by me and I even have varieties of workers who work for me here.

The staff welcomed me duly as their boss with roaring joy inside of them. I was sure they were happy to see their salary today, and their source of joy may not be me but their salaries.

" Morning, sir. Please what can we offer you?" Vee, one of my workers asked with a bright smile. She was always smiling then and there.

" Bring ice cream, pizza, hot dog and.....", I turned at Scott and asked.

" And a chilled beer" Scott finished up with the sentence. I knew he would make mention of that. He was a generous drunkard from Spain.

Vee served them while I focus on my phone busy replying to some emails. As they ate, I watched Vee flirt with my son shamelessly, unaware that my son was avoiding her touch. Some waitress had also made the move to play with my son but he refused them all.

" I think you should hire a nanny for your son, Timmy, he seems not to feel affection from others, he always wants to be with you and you alone, and this is because his mother is not with him" Scott suggested before he continued taking the pizza.

I taught of his words and find a place of sense in them. This is the first time since I knew him that he would talk out some senses. I need to hire a nanny that will take care of my son when I am away, and I would not mind paying her a world just to treat him well.

" Hello, everyone. In case you have a female sister, friend, or aunt who is friendly with kids, bring her here to be working for me and I will pay her 3000$ per week" I announced boldly so that every ear in the mall would hear. Every one of them dive Into uncontrollable laughter as this was an unusual of me.

"You can come with as many as possible, whosoever stands the chance would be chosen" I added making Scott chuckle beside me.

Watching my son happily munching on pizza, I felt a wave of contentment. My son made every moment of my life worthwhile, and I would do anything to make him happy.