The Billionaire's Secret Baby

The Man Himself

Xavier's POV

" No Jessica, I am not your boyfriend, I told you that I don't this boyfriend and girlfriend thing, it is just not me!" I said to her.

" Why are you doing this to me? I thought that we had a good thing going." Jessica said with tears running down her face.

I have been seeing her for the last two weeks and now I have decided to break things up. I have just graduated from university and I have no plans to be in a serious relationship with anyone, no matter how beautiful they are. Which is why Jessica feels like her whole like has been turned upside down.

" Look, it was fun while it lasted but I told you, I am not ready for a relationship!" I said to her as I got out of bed and picked up my pants on the floor. We spent a wonderful night together and I even broke my number one rule, no sleepovers. I should have left hours ago.

" You are such a pig! I should have listened to my friends, they told me that you would do this to me, that you would use me and leave me. " She said to me.

" In the last two weeks I have taken you to the best cities in the world, upgraded your wardrobe and even bought you a car, they way I see this... we were using each other." I said to her.

" Wow! You are an ass Xavier, get out!" She said with tears in her eyes. I know that I should feel bad to see her like this but I don't. I know women like Jessica, I have only been with them.

I am a son of a very wealthy businessman, I am his heir and everyone knows that I am loaded. As a result, I have had a lot of women throw themselves at my feet, all of them wanting a piece of my family fortune. Now that I have graduated from university, I am expected to take over the family business.

From a young age I have always been raised as my father's successor, my life was planned out for me. I also know that there is a lot of people who want to be with me for their own gain, my first girlfriend showed me that true love doesn't exist. I wasn't always like this, never this heartless and stone cold. I was a loving young man who wanted to follow in my father's footsteps, a man who has been with one woman for almost three decades.

I wanted that for myself, until I met her, a beautiful young woman who was studying business management like I was. She not just a pretty face, no, she was the most intelligent woman I know and I fell for her and I thought that she felt the same way. She was the woman I thought would be by my side forever. Then one day everything changed and I realised what I fool I had been. I wasted two years of my life for her.

I spent a week living like a zombie, like someone had burnt a hole through my heart and it hurt. My whole body ached and then one day, I made the decision that turned me into the man that I am today. I stopped believing in love and I realised that I can never have what my parents had.

" For what it's worth... we had a good time..." I said with a smile. At that point, Jessica had enough of me and she didn't even want to see me, she took her shoe on the floor and threw it at me, I dodged before it could hit me.

" And that's my cue to leave..." I said and walked out of the bedroom with my shirt in my hand. I went to the living room and took my phone and car keys. I saw twenty missed calls on my phone, some from my mother but mostly from my cousin and best friend Grant. I left Jessica's apartment and went to my car. I called Grant on my way to my apartment.

" Where the hell are you?" Grant said when he answered the phone. He sounded angry and I seriously don't know why.

" Chill bro, what's up?" I said to him.

" You are asking me what's up? Xavier's have you forgotten that we have a flight to catch?" He said to me.

" Flight? Oh shoot! I forgot about that... I am on my way." I said to him.

Unlike me, my cousin actually believes in love. Then again, my cousin has always been a square, the most sensitive of the group and the only guy who has been with the least amount of women in dis life. I suppose it makes sense that he would be the first one to get married. I personally do not think that it's a good idea.

He is young and rich, there is still so much to do, so much to see, why rush into this? We are in our mid twenties, who needs that kind of pressure? When he told me he was getting married, I thought that he was kidding, I know that he has been with his woman for a few years now but marriage is a big step, even for him.

I know that he thinks that this is the right thing to do but I don't. I just wish he didn't ask me to be his best man. I suppose that I could have said no and let him choose someone else. For one, I know nothing about being a best man and I honestly thought that I would wait at least a few more years before I worry about this.

Since I am a man of my word, I intend to keep it and that means getting to the airstrip as quickly as I can possibly be. As a best man, it is my duty to make sure that my cousin has the best bachelor's party of all time. Now this is the only thing I am looking forward to when it comes to this wedding.

I have an old friend of mine who's in the hotel business, I know my cousin is boring so I also knew that whatever place I chose, should be boring as him. That doesn't mean that I am not going to try and talk him out of this insane idea of getting married, especially since we just graduated. My phone rang while I was driving to the airstrip.

It was my mother, though I don't know what she is calling me for, I have a pretty good idea what she will say to me. It will be the same thing she started telling me when my cousin got engaged. I also know that if I don't answer the phone, she will continue to call until I do. Sooner or later I will have to talk to her. I took a deep breathe and answered the phone.

" Hello..." I said to her.

" Son... It's me." She said to me.

" Yes mother, I know..." I said to her.

" Oh... Well your father and I were thinking, we want to talk to you about something, can you come over to the house?" She said to me.

" As in like today?" I said to her.

" Yes son, today! " She said to me.

" I am sorry but I can't, I am on my way to the airstrip, it's Grant's bachelor's party and I am already running late, " I said to her.

" I thought that Grant didn't want a bachelor party!" She said to me.

She is right, when my cousin asked me to be his best man, he didn't want a lot from me, he just told me that he doesn't want a bachelor party. As his best man, it is my responsibility to make sure that he has fun before the big day. My mother knows exactly what I am like, which is why she has that concerned look on her face.

" Yes he didn't want one, that doesn't mean that I am not going to throw him one, I have to go! " I said to her and hung up. If there is one thing this call has shown me, it is that I have to switch off my off if I am going to enjoy this weekend.

I drove to the airstrip and saw the private jet on the runway. I saw a car parked on the side, Grant was there along with Henry. Henry is an old friend of ours. If things go according to plan, he is also next in line to take over from his parents. Grant chose to do his own thing. He has no interest in taking over his father's businesses, instead he chose to do things his own way. He is a model and a famous actor, amongst other things. A lot of people don't know this about him but he is a great cook.

With the three of us together, I am sure that Grant will loosen up a bit. I have a surprise waiting for him later on in the evening, I hope he enjoys it. What happens at the bachelor party, stays at the bachelor party. Whatever happens over there will not be spoken off, it is like this one crazy weekend where we do anything we want and not get into trouble for it. Also, I hope that it gives Grant the clearity he needs about rushing off to get married. I saw a sigh of relief when I got out of the car.

" See! I told you he'd be here," Henry said to Grant.

" I thought you weren't coming!" Grant said and gave me a bro hug.

" The best man is here to save the day?" I said to them with a smile.

" Gentlemen... we need to get going..." Henry said as he took his suitcase and made his way to the plane, leaving me alone with Grant.

" Xavier I hope this is not one of your tricks to throw me a bachelor party," Grant said. He was suspicious of me, probably because he knows me all too well.

" We are going to have a relaxed and boring weekend like I said. " I said to him.

" Bro I am serious about this! I don't want anything that would put this wedding in jeopardy, that means no girls okay?" He said to me.

" Hold on there for a minute, you don't want girls and I get it, that doesn't mean that I don't want girls either, who knows, maybe my future wife is waiting for me to come and find her," I said to him.

****** A few hours later *******

We have arrived at the hotel and things are looking very good. I booked us the presidential suite because I want my boy to have the best weekend of his life. This is why I have arranged a little surprise for him in his room. A gift he didn't appreciate I might say.

I had called one of my old friends and told her to get me a girl, one that would be right for Grant. I know his type, I thought that he would appreciate it but instead he stormed out.

" What the hell man? He told you that he doesn't want this!" Henry said to me.

" So what? Look he doesn't want her, that's fine, I will have her, I mean I already paid for her and she didn't come cheap!" I said to Henry. The girl was still in Grants room.

" A prostitute? Man you are the worst!" Henry said to me.

" Whatever man, two years ago, you would have wanted in on the action, you can go join Grant for all I care. " I said and took the bottle of Grey goose on the table. I walked into Grants room. The girl was on the bed with her eyes closed with a silk mask and her legs crossed over . She was wearing white lingerie. She was breathing heavily. For someone who is used to doing this, she seems a bit uncomfortable.

" Take off the blind fold. " I said to her. She took it off, I saw her eyes, beautiful big eyes starring back at me. My heart started to beat faster. I don't get it, why is she making me feel like this?

"You must be Stacey..." I said to her.

" Yyyes I am," She said to me. Her voice was shaky. I was already a bit drunk.

" You look nervous, have you done this before?" I asked her. Her eyes went wide and she lifted her chin.

" Yes I have," She said and stood up. She was trying to act brave but I have been with women in this line of work and she is either new or she has issues I cannot understand.

" Fine... I am coming back," I said and walked to the door. I walked out and a part of me was wondering if I would go back in there. I took a deep breathe and took a bottle whiskey. I had a shot, and another shot, a few more shots later, I couldn't even feel my face. I sat on the couch. I don't know how long it was but the door finally opened and Stacey made her way out.

She walked towards me giggling like a little girl. I noticed the bottle of Grey goose in her hand, the bottle was almost empty. She was definitely just as drunk as I was, even more, she was no longer shy. She sat on top of my lap.

" So Mr Handsome... Are we going to do this or not?" She said softly in my ear. Her voice was making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. She put her arms around me, she looked deep into my eyes and kissed me. She had soft lips and they tasted great. We kissed on the couch and I remember making love to her but when morning came, everything seemed like nothing but a dream.

I was hungover and I had one helluva headache. I was alone, Stacey was nowhere to be found and if it was not for the earing I found on the floor, I wouldn't have been able to convince myself that she was even in the room. I walked to the bathroom and there I found a white lace thong on the floor.