Chapter 5

Abraham Walkhart was the only heir and son of the Walkhart group of Industries. He was handsome, charismatic but a womanizer with no morals. He treated females as his play toys and used his charisma to lure and exploit them. Girls and parties have been his favorite since he was eighteen.

Mr and Mrs Walkhart tried counseling their son many times but it often felt like -  a person often meets his destiny on the road he took to avoid it. Abraham continued to walk in the incorrect way and slowly became yellowbelly for his parents. 

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Abraham had recently completed his post graduation in Business Administration from Princeton University and came back to Manhattan where his parents stayed to enjoy his last days of freedom before he took over his family business.

"Good morning!" Abraham receives the call of one of his friends at eleven in the morning when he was still in his bed from yesterday night's knockout by a super chic. He holds his head and grunts from the effect of alcohol consumption. "Hello Ronaldo, why the hell do you call so early in the morning?" He spat holding his head.

"Abram, it is not early in the morning, the clock says it's past eleven." There was an ear bursting chuckle from the other side making Abraham hiss in pain. "Stop laughing so loud." He runs the tip of his fingers on the forehead as if it would reduce his pain. "That's the effect of the Johnny Walker you consumed yesterday night. By the way, the girl from yesterday was full of meat and pleasure. I wish all of us would have tasted her individually rather than a gang bang." The lust from Ronaldo's voice could clearly be noted by Abraham. 

"Today there is a birthday party for Julie, one of our batch mates from school. Do you remember her?" Ronaldo asked.

"No my dear friend. I only look at the girl's chest and her curves. The face is not my concern. All of them are the same ranting and jealousy about artificial things that do not matter in the real world. The only way they can be put to function is to use them as sex toys. Bang her savagely till her granny comes out of the grave." Abraham said in half closing eyes.

"You are awesome at cracking jokes on females." Another loud laugh was heard from the other end bursting the ear drums of Abraham.

"Well, you can know who Julie is if you join us at the party? We can have....you know... a good time with her after the party finishes. Julie is a very cooperative girl in that way." Abraham could imagine Ronaldo licking his lips with thirst. 

"Is she? Also can we get some more classes with her...After the party?"

"Man you're unquenchable." This time it was Ronaldo's turn to joke and Abraham couldn't control his titters in spite of his head breaking. 

"God you're crazy but always the best person in my contact list when it comes to sex and bed." He acknowledges going already hard and plays with his organ under the sheets. 

Abraham is always a sex starved animal. No matter the species she only has to be a female. He can fuck any woman irrespective of her age. Abraham is a dangerous sex starved animal.

There was a knock at the door followed by a maid walking inside his room with a tray holding lemon water and a tablet of Aspirin. "How many times did I tell you to wait after the knock and come in only after you get permission from me Mercy?" 

"Sorry sir, I was going to wait but madam told me to walk inside since I already knocked. She was walking through the corridor to reach her room and you know I cannot disobey her orders." 

"But you can disobey mine." The maid controls her giggles directing her eyes to the floor after she notices Abraham playing with his stick inside the sheet. 

"The whole house including the maids are here to make fun of me. I can't even have privacy in this house.  Something should be done immediately." Abraham mumbles rather to himself.  

"Fuck!" And then a sly grin creeps on his features. "Why are you standing there? Come here." He pulls her arm and the maid falls on his lap.

He kisses her. "You are beautiful. Come on, let me make good use of it."

The maid bit her lip in shyness and her face flushed tomato red.

After two hours....

"You can go now." He barks and the maid runs from the door like she had seen a snake inside the room. Getting from the bed Abraham gulps the tablets and walks straight under the shower.

Half an hour later Abraham Walkhart was looking gorgeous in his crisp three piece black suit. His hair was trimmed above his ears in excellence and combed to perfection with not a strand out of its place to suit the thick blades of his high cheekbones.  Abraham held a poise in his aura, a grandeur by his vision and a dominance in his conduct that could make any girl go weak on her knees and worship the soil he walked upon. 

After he reached his father's office he was informed that Mr Walkhart was in a meeting. Two hours later Graham walked into his office and saw his son having sex with his secretary. A flare of fire in his eyes followed by a sharp tick in his jaw could tell it all. "Can I have some privacy with my son?" Graham's tone was deep with anger and in a rule.  He turns around with resentment not facing them and already feeling delicate about his presence there. 

The secretary immediately sprinted out of the room in fear. She had hardly closed the door when he shouted at Abraham in the rage of a spilling volcano. "Won't you allow any female in this office without your signature on her body. For heaven's sake she is my secretary Abraham. I carry a reputation here being the owner of Walkhart Industries. And you cannot behave the way you like. You need to control yourself at least in things like this." Graham's anger was higher than the great wall of China at the moment. He asked his son out of his office when the former was supposed to take over his duty as the CEO on the day.