Daddy James

Prologue : Picture Of James

The infamous American supermodel, Mr. James Anderson, summoned Daniel  Whilkes, to sustain a very special encounter with him:

Lively chatter and poorly suppressed laughter filled the lobby, easing Daniel's tension as he continued walking through. Maroon stained leather sofas were pressed against violet, high-ceiling walls, and various magazines, having women photoshopped to perfection on their covers, were littered atop glass coffee tables sitting in front of the couches. Even the walls were decorated with sexy women; professionally framed photographs hung every several feet.

The office was nothing but an awe-inspiring piece of architecture. The big round aquarium going from floor to ceiling in the midpoint of the hall just gave an amazing look to it. Hundreds of colorful fish doubled the beauty.

The creases on his forehead were prominent as he approached a pretty middle aged woman seated behind the desk, "Uh, hello." He pleaded her attention softly, gazing at the dial of the watch strapped to his left wrist.

The woman looked up, giving him a look over, "How can I serve you, sir?"

"I'm Daniel, Daniel Whilkes....."

"Oh, Mr Wilkes, the boss has been waiting for you for the last fifteen minutes." She shot a weird face at him.

I guess when she was told that her boss had a special guest, she didn't expect an 18 year old boy at all.

"The traffic on Dawson Street was awful." He let out the lame excuse passing a tiny embarrassed smile at her.

"Take the elevator straight to the third floor, once you're there go straight and the fifth door on the right is Mr. James's office." She guided him, wholly uninterested.

The stunningly beautiful interior and old wood furniture of the office left Daniel in awe as he drew near the elevator. The unanswerable questions about James Anderson invaded his mind while he pushed a button and the doors of the elevators shut in a wink of an eye.

He stressed to make out in his mind what the hell on earth was the formula James applied to achieve the position which he currently flaunted? Five years back everyone in America knew James Anderson was a flop model after he lashed out at a model, winner of the 'Super Model' contest, live on the national television.

And straight off after five years he ran the number one advertising company and was one of the top supermodels of America. Achieving this success with luck just isn't possible, it's not possible but Daniel's pea-sized brain couldn't make out what the heck James did to achieve all that.

The elevator chimed and the door slid open introducing Daniel to the 3rd Floor.

He walked straight trying to calculate out the fifth door on his right.

After all, marrying the great Jenna Mount did it for Mr. Anderson.

It didn't take time for Daniel to crack James' shortcut to success. He placed a couple of soft knocks on the wooden door.

the door opened. It let him into a hallway. In front of him was another door completely made up of

black rifle in his hands,

himself a shocking look in the glass door, he raked fingers through his hair in an

lips, "Mr. Whilkes is here, sir." He

the gruff sound coming from the other end on the guard's radio. Daniel didn't want to give out a bad impression to the father of his

get rid of the sweat beads forming. As soon as he

widened as he was introduced to the broad office, the well-furnished room was enough for a dance party of zebras. He looked around, each and everything was catchy, but one

girls to defy such a sexy body. Thankfully James'

would be complete if

couch set kept in the corner looked like it was inviting Daniel to jump on

seventeen minutes ago, Mr. Whilkes," James uttered briskly as he was busy typing

from Daniel, he flipped the lid of his laptop shut and leaned back on his high leather revolving seat, "Have a seat." He

an obedient student at the school Daniel instantly jumped into the seat kept against the desk, "Sorry, Mr. Anderson." He

water." James

of water and kept it aside after taking a couple of sips, "I am comfortable." He waited for James to

Sarah

"Excuse me?"

I'm ready to fill your ass with dollars in return for leaving my

definitely shocking for a person like Daniel - who was thinking James

just-" Daniel fell short of words or maybe

and melodrama." James sighed,

more than anything." Daniel begged, putting on his best confident look on his face while his body language contradicted

who comes first on your list? Is it

eyes responded,'' I-I can swear on Bible. She is my one and

I seem to recall that Alice has quite a high position up there on your list. Am I wrong?" Timing of James' smile appearing and Daniel's vanishing was so awkwardly same

know what you're talking about Mr. Anderson!" Daniel chose

to Daniel as he grabbed his left

you little douche. I'll do

to be reminded of, I really don't know where this conversation is going to!" A confused Daniel tried rising from

file kept on the desk and looked at it for a short second and drove his attention

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