Gosh! He slapped her thigh so hard and slammed in her again. He shook his head and pulled out.

He was breathing so heavily, and sweating profusely too. His eyes widened as he glared at the lady who wasn't saying a word to him either.

"What's going on with you? We aren't satisfied yet… or are you?" The lady spoke up, breaking the silence between them.

Lucien looked off and left to the bathroom to freshen up, he isn't gonna watch that lady utter gibberish words to him this time.

He isn't satisfied yet… and he doesn't think the lady would make him reach the climax. That bitch is fucking useless to him.

While taking his bath, he kept pondering on what's wrong with him. He kept wondering if it's his fault or from the ladies he brings into his home.

He took a look at his manhood, it was damn erect looking for whom to dig into. But it's unfortunate that no woman has given it all it wants.

A resounding hiss left his throat as he let the water run down his body from his head. He switched off the shower and grabbed his towel, tied it on his waist and left the bathroom.

His eyes caught the lady still seated on the bed naked. He grimaced moving towards the wardrobe.

"Why are you still naked? You are supposed to have your clothes on by now." He referred to the lady who affixed her gaze on him.

She quietly got on her feet. "But we aren't done yet, don't tell me you're leaving me unsatisfied." Her tiny voice echoed in the room.

He got furious on hearing the last statement she made. Why the heck would she say that? She must be out of her senses.

"Between the two of us, who's to complain for not being satisfied? I mean, after over an hour of fucking your reckless hole, my manhood still stood erect like I haven't done anything… how dare you?" His voice was so hoarse to her hearing.

She panicked in fear and stepped backwards. Now, she's among the women who can't be satisfied or satisfy the multi billionaire that every woman wants.

A lot of women had let him dig in them, but still he got the same result.

The fact is that he can't tell what's wrong with him. He had gone for several medical tests, and the doctor confirmed him to be okay.

"I'm so sorry Mr Lucien… I wasn't… I meant… I didn't mean…" she stammered.

He yanked her hair so hard and pushed her with great force, but she was too fast to keep herself at a place.

"Shut your mouth and leave my home." He ordered throwing a bunch of money at her.

She grabbed it instantly, putting it inside her handbag, before he could turn his neck again… she had already dashed out of the room after having her clothes on.

He shrugged his shoulders while having his clothes on. Deep anger filled his heart.

His eyes caught his manhood again. He gasped and let out a slight smile.

"Thanks to heaven, it's calming down already." He uttered, having his short on.

Lucien Wong is his name. A ruthless billionaire well known in the city of Columbia. The CEO of multiple companies all over the state and the only child of his parents.

He is that man every woman desires to have. Stoutly built with muscles and broad chest. His physical features alone drew women closer to him.

But he is damn heartless and hostile to his opposite gender. He hates the feminines so much that they are worth nothing to him.

All he wants is to find them, tuck the hell out of their pussy… and pay them off. He has lots of women… lots of concubines that flock around him.

Despite how aggressive he is to them, they don't mind… All they want is that money. Not minding how many women that's always on his bed.

He is damn wealthy… handsome and charming, but has never been satisfied by a woman. And because of that, he doesn't mind satisfying them.

Lucien glanced at the bed to see how scattered it was. He hissed and moved towards it in order to dress it up.

"It's time to hire a female servant that will always do this and other house chores." He muttered while straightening the bed cover.

After he was done, he grabbed his cellphone and went straight to the wine bar.

His eyes affixed at a place but he wasn't staring at anything in particular.

"Sir, you sent for me." Nolan drew his attention.

He didn't mind taking a glance at him, but he shook his head. "I didn't… just go." He ordered.

"Okay Sir, your lunch is ready and served on the dining table." He went ahead, speaking further.

This time, he turned sideways to glance at him. Nolan has been his high time servant. A dude who has always been a friend and a brother too, despite his position as a servant.

"It's okay, I'm coming over there now." Nolan nodded and left the bar while he still sipped from the glass.

After many minutes had elapsed and he had emptied the glass, he moved to the dinning to have his lunch.

The meal was one of his favorites, and he wouldn't wait to gobble it so fast. He had planned to take a nap before leaving for the gym in the evening.

While busy with his food, his cell phone buzzed continuously and he decided to pick up the receipt.

He grabbed the caller to be the doctor taking care of his father, and that made his heart sink into his belly. He wishes the reason for his call isn't about something terrible.

"Hello doctor… how are you doing?" He spoke through the phone while holding his spoon in his palm.

The doctor coughed slightly. "I'm very fine Mr Lucien. Please, you are needed urgently in the hospital right away. Hurry up."

He dropped the spoon. His palm began quivering.. a scorching heat enveloped him.

"What's going on? How's my father? Don't tell me that something is wrong." He stated.

The doctor shook his head. "Mr Lucien, everything is fine with your parents, but then I need you here urgently." The doctor announced again.

He nodded before swallowing the food in his mouth. "I'll be there now." He assured him and hung up the call.

Immediately, he ran upstairs to put on something good before he dashed into his car and drove off.

Nolan and his other servants were so shocked seeing him in that mood, they all wished all is fine with him.

He arrived at the hospital and moved straight to the doctors office, he was offered a seat opposite him.

"Mr Lucien… I didn't summon you to tell you something tragic, but to let you know how everything is moving." The doctor stated.

His heart was already beating fast, he isn't that type who loves to hear words from the doctors… because he believes they are all comforters.

"Just speak up… tell me everything." He referred to the doctor.

He placed his arms on the table focusing his stares at him. "Your fathers condition has reached the stage of living with a dialysis machine. It's so chronic now."

Lucien glanced around. "You mean my own father is living with a dialysis machine huh?" His eyes widened.

The doctor nodded. "And nothing else can be done about it. He might survive it or won't either, it's just a matter of grace." He explained further.

Lucien shook his head. He hit his palm heavily on the doctor's table. "I guess you must be joking. Look, I will never take it lightly with you if I ever lose my father. Make sure you do anything possible so he will survive… I don't care about the amount of money to be paid."

The doctor had known him for a long time, so he isn't shocked seeing him speak that way.

"This is not a matter of money… we're talking about the grace to survive it. Just hope he survives because there's nothing that can be done again." The doctor announced.

He got on his feet not minding what he's saying. The doctor watched him leave his office and he's so sure that he's leaving to see his father.

Lucien arrived in the ward where his father was kept. He noticed that the doctor wasn't lying. His father was under the dialysis machine.

He moved to the bed and knelt down, his mother began caressing his back.

"Why are you doing this to me dad? You remember this isn't how we planned it huh?" He wiped The tears on his cheek.

Probably, this is the first time the mighty Lucien is shedding tears.

His father wasn't saying anything, he was deep asleep. He turned to take a good look at his mother.

"Dad is going against his promises. Are you seeing that mother?" He gripped her palm.

She let the tears that had gathered in her eyes roll down. "You don't need to be so worried about him, son. Just have it in mind that you owe him a favor and it must be a promise to be fulfilled."

Lucien blinked severally. "What's the favour all about?"

"Your father requests that you get married soon and get him a grandchild before he departs." His mother stated.

His eyes widened, that's something he wouldn't want to do throughout his lifetime.

"Tell me you're joking mother. So father doesn't wish to recover soon." He stated.

Mrs Wong shook his head. "Remember it's all grace. Just don't fail to grant him this favour please."

He stiffened at a place staring at his father. "That isn't gonna be possible." That was a statement from a thirty years old man who doesn't think of loving a woman.

All from a man who doesn't desire to have a child or a family.