Chapter 2

Pride Pure heart was close to but far away from meeting a prominent man that ruled an underground society with an iron fist. Pride didn't care, nor did he ever have the desire to know about or meet the genius tycoon. He was a genius also, it was the only thing that Pride had rightful conceit over. It wasn't a dream of his to meet the CEO of Paradime industries. Not like other maestros and businessmen and women he had met from around the world. Paradime was like a rockstar, in the eyes of others. He was number one genius worldwide, and a renowned businessman. Pride had never seen any images of Paradime. Even thou the businessman's image, was inof media worldwide. There were several reasons why Pride never saw an image of Paradime. Two of them were he was isolated until he was twenty three years old, and had no interest in anything about or dealing with Paradime.

Pride never sought out any genius. Rex Pureheart, his father, brought the geniuses to the compound associate with Pride . The geniuses were procured mentors, educators, and selected peers for Pride, by Rex. He didn't step a foot in Bright Brook Boarding school, when he was nine, even though years later Pride received a diploma for attending the school. Bright Brook was a high society school for rich prodigies. A school that Joanne and Rex had picked for their son. In the dark Joanne was kept from the fact that Rex took their son to live in one of his remote compounds he had located in five countries. The compound Pride was taken to ,was located in Bolivia, a country in South America.

Five thousand miles,and nine hours of travel separate Pride from his mother. Pride spent 5,080 hellish days out of 5,113 days living in the secluded compound, being abused, and overworked,for fourteen years, without his mother's knowledge. Rex trapped Pride in the compound for his greed for profit from Pride's highly skilled professional level schematics he created for various things, and from his inventions. Pride's created schematics for different weapons brought Rex the most profit. Pride had to create a schematic for something , anything on a monthly basis,because Rex required him to do so. Another reason Rex deprived Pride of his mother was his deep hatred for his son. A son that he knew wasn't his.

Pride was a legitimate inventor of a variety of things from technology, to weapon engineering, to making components to improve gadgets ,to creating combat protection gear ,et cetera ,at the age of eight. At a very young age Pride had adult intelligence. His adult intellect started at the age of five. Pride creations weren't child-like; they superseded the best adult inventors.

Pride didn't have any idea of what Paradime looked like, until the day his father handed him a magazine called IQ. Before Pride could see his mother for the first time in many months , Rex had him doing other things. It was Sunday, and Pride was happy about finally getting to see his mother. He went home to visit her with Rex's permission. Pride was in high spirits. The moment he entered the house Rex told him to go into his study after he had handed him the IQ magazine.

Ten months had passed since Pride had seen the one person he saw as his sole family member. Pride hated Rex, his father, to the point of harboring a hard hearted wish for his father's death. Every time he wished it he recanted his wish for the sake of his mother. Pride had been granted the privilege of entering his father's home to see his mother for that day. He couldn't go anywhere near his mother unless Rex granted him permission to do so. Out of fourteen years Pride saw his mother the equivalent of thirty- six days, which included the day he came home.

Pride sat in Rex's study while he read a magazine article about a man he refused to talk about for any reason. He would leave fellow geniuses or business acquaintances presence the moment Paradime was the topic. He didn't understand his displeasure over Paradime. Pride's actions made individuals believe that he was jealous of the businessman. Pride envied the businessman over becoming the number one genius globally. Pride was anti Paradime. He resisted taking an interest, in reading about, in hearing about , and in seeing him. Pride never saw Paradime the numerous times his image was on the TV over the controversy of sexism.

Paradime had established Paradime industries, twenty companies around the globe, that consisted of all male employees. Other companies would have bent , and did bend, to conform to their government, high courts, or public out cries about gender inequality,and any other forms of discrimination. Paradime had refused to comply to governments, high courts, or the out cries of the public worldwide. He became an exception,it was like he was omnipotent . His company never suffered from not employing females. Paradime was a businessman who established an empire exclusively for men.

Pride sat in the red leather wingback chair on the opposite side of a large cherry -wood French styled office desk. He had read the IQ magazine with Paradime's picture on the cover for the first time. A first time because his father Rex Pureheart instructed him to do so. What was noted by Pride was that Paradime wasn't a humanitarian. The article never revealed that Paradime's appeared to be using his companies to promote sexism . Paradime didn't have an all male company for the promotion of sexism, there existed a greater reason . The men who worked at his companies were members of his underground society, and fighters for his army. A army that he needed to grow, for going to war against the God Overlord. An army that Paradime will use when and become participant in the universal war.

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A Man as rich as Paradime should donate to social causes, and do more about the human plight. He should donate at least half of his earnings to causes like I do . He won't be able to spend all of those billions in his lifetime. Thought Pride. He had shivered in the leather red wingback chair he was sitting in after studying the man's image on the cover. The man on the cover wasn't grotesque. The man on the cover was of Asian decent .

Paradime was a blend of beautiful and handsome, which provide him with an extraordinary face. As he held the magazine Pride felt strong vibrations resonating from the image of Paradime . Pride felt an affinity towards the man as he viewed his image. Chasing down that feeling Pride had fought it away with dissension. He was against feeling in sync with the renowned businessman. Pride felt as he always did about Paradime. Pride felt adamant about not meeting the business mogul, even though Rex was doing business with a subsidiary associated with the company.

"This man is building nuclear fusion reactors worldwide currently. His company's head scientist stated in front of the media in an interview yesterday . Paradime was successful in creating and controlling the plasma for fusion energy . The CEO of Paradime Industries was hands on , when he used his company to create the first small scale fusion reactor. Paradime designed , and involved himself the construction of the small scale reactor. That small scale reactor innovation is high above the clunkers that were created almost thirty years ago. Paradime Industries reached a goal that its competitors haven't come close to. The competition currently are insistent about problematic reactors that only breaks down. The fools!" Rex continued after pausing for a moment. He resumed talking.

"Paradime Industries stabilized nuclear fusion energy. Now it can be used as the alternative to fossil fuel. His company has just contracted with several countries to build their new reactors worldwide. I gave you that magazine Pride because I want you to design some components to improve upon the results of Paradime . I don't care about how small or large the components are. Find something to improve about the small fusion reactor. I've got a truck load of stolen information about every aspect of small fusion reactors. Got the blues Prints on every detail of the reactor.'' Said Rex as he thought about money. " I will have the material sent to your home. You have some daily reading material." Said Rex as he closed his hands together as if he was about to prey. He rested them on his cleared pristine desk, except for the magazine sitting there in front of his hands. What Rex didn't know was that stolen a truck load was not worth the hassle. The only information he acquired was on old costly large reactors not the new small scale reactors. When Rex finds out there will be blood spilling chaos, because he was taken for a fool by the men who claimed they stole top secret information from Paradime.

Rex continued "`I want you to get close to Rain Rustman. Make him a friend so you can acquire some of the small contracts for anything dealing with the new small scale reactors. We deal in arms. We're going to also dabble with anything dealing with alternative energy. Components are just a start for you to get close to Paradime. I smell money a lot of it. I want you designing things that would make us millions. Pride, you need to get Rain to meet you outside of your business ventures. Rain is the path to obtaining a meeting with Paradime. Your deadline is four months. Let me reiterate ,only four months, to meet the President of Paradime Industries. When your foot is in the door, make this CEO want to know you! Make him want to give you contracts by making him aware of your capabilities . Like minds attract. Win him over." Said Rex as he reached out and begin tapping on the picture on the magazine cover, after he separated his hands. Pride had placed the magazine on the desk after he had read it. "Pride take Rustman out for drinks. You better not fuck this up over not knowing how to socialize. Don't be a blockhead when it comes to exhibiting social skills. You're a genius so figure it out. I recommend that you read about how to socialize. Rex opens a top drawer and pull out a thick book wrapped in plastic titled How To Socialize For Dummies. Take this read this entire book in three hours Pride. Crusher will make sure you do so. You will read that book when he comes to your house. Not anytime before that, and don't take the wrapper off until Crusher tells you to do so. Moving on to other matters. I was going to talk to you about you buying a lot of houses, but I will leave it for another day. I'm warning you. Don't you purchase another Goddam one. My men don't want to be glob trotting trying to keep tabs on you. I'm off of that topic. Your mother needs her rest. You can only see her for fifteen minutes, not a minute more. Else there will be problem. Pride you already know whit I'll do if there is a problem. Don't get on my nerves causing any."

Pride didn't ask any questions, or spoke about nuclear fusion , he said nothing , he did what his father expected him to do. That was just to listen and follow through with his wishes. He had the task of getting close to Rain so he could claim coveted contracts relating to nuclear fusion reactors, and to obtain a meeting with Paradime.

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Mice drawn by their noses were a hundred percent attracted to any type of cheese, like certain men who need to indulge in their desires are captivated by visual lewd acts. Traps for men were already in place, and after a long stretching trail it would lead to Paradime .These traps were set to ensnare men. The curious, despart, lonely, perverted, or one's just in want of a connection.

Pleasure was the lore to entrap men. Hot Flesh was a place where individuals engaged in ,while they also enjoyed viewing sexual pleasures. Hot Flesh was one of many places like it where liaisons connected to Paradime frequent. Frequenting because of the establish trade of men for cash relationship with the owner of the establishment.The liaisons were the middlemen between individuals that were higher up in the secret society and the people receiving cash for the trade of men. The society was started thousands of years ago by its founder and sole leader Paradime . Rain Rustman was the middle man for Hot Flesh by choice. It was a position too low level for him to hold. He chose the work due to trying to understand one of many positions he took an interest in in the secret society. A society that would one day be handed to him on a silver platter. He wasn't aware of the predecessors before Paradime.

Paradime told him,"when the time comes for you to be the head of the society you will know about your predecessors. All of them are from the body of one." The last part of what the leader of the underground society said perplexed Rain. He never broached the subject again. He never spoke about any subject more than once with Paradime.

Paradime ran a pure society where sexual thoughts were Prohibited. Rain as the acknowledged second leader was thought to be the epitome of that purity. Though the liaisons for the society utilized the porn industry the men didn't exhibit any interest in matters related to sex. The members who had an interest in sex would have to under go indoctrination. The men Indoctrinated on a regular basis, until the sexual interest, or desire was purged.

There was a four story quaint building in the high-class area of a commercial district in New Verga. The place lacked the conspicuous neon flashy signs that flashed adult porn in the lower floor windows. The building pleasing aesthetics was far from a edifice having the appearance of sleaziness. The building fit in with all of the magnificent architectural structures in the district.The merchandise that was sold there was presented in a classy way as if they were gold, diamonds, or pearls instead of dildos, vibreators, butt plugs or sexual stimulants.

The monthly fashion show, displaying the high end sheer nightwear, lingerie, was booked up by rich patrons months in advance. To accommodate the middle class and lower class patrons the owner held a separate live streaming of the Vogue presentation. The business personnel did transactions with everyone without bias based on the mindset of the owners.

The Hot Flesh studio was a ten minute drive away from the Palace casino. A thirty minute brisk walk there would have a person passing lovely cherry blossom trees. Blossom trees that scented and lighted the area two hours before dusk. The trees lit up the night with the soft yellow,string lights hidden amongst them. The lights were as if they were lightning bugs nesting beside the abundant pink five petals with a star center florets. The trees shared the limelight with black iron street lamps. The lamps had triple electric porcelain candles with glass bulbs tucked behind the squares of glass. The squares of glass slanted downward into a triangle at the tops of the iron posts. The lamps were an exquisite accent that spanned the length of brick layer pavements while they sat higher than the gray cobblestone streets. Everything about the area was a pleasant cohesiveness.

Individuals who walked into the Hot Flesh Pornography studio felt as if they walked into a small fancy hotel. A portmanteau with luxurious overstuffed chairs lined or scattered in pairs, along the rug covered floor. Small round wooden tables with lamps were in between paired chairs . Some chair sets had a larger round one in front of them. There was a long marble black topped reception desk on the side of an entryway. Through the entryway there were two sets of two large opulent wooden double doors. One set of doors on each side of the hallway. The double doors hung in archways which connected to sky blue walls,on each side of a short hall. One room was the showroom, and the other large room double in size held the fashion walkway.

At the end of the hall were another set of large double doors. Through those elegant red stain doors was one of six porn sets located inside the building. The silver track lights were dimmed to cast a bow tied shadows onto the walls and floor. The hues provided further ambience to the room's environment. The antique cherry wood floor was bare. The room had an array of cameras, video recording equipment, amplifiers, headsets, props, and all the other things related to making a movie. There was an extra large bed in the center of the room, the size of two king sizes pushed together. Custom expensive white satin sheets covered the pillowless bed.

Sam, one of the porn stars that worked at Hot Flesh was a perfect ten body wise, face wise she was an eight point nine. By that score she was considered pretty, but not beautiful by the standards of some. By the criteria of others she was accepted as beautiful. She had long black shiny hair with two strips of green highlights one on each side towards the front of her face. She had ocean blue eyes, that brought out the dark pink of her full lips. Her lightly tanned skin glowed with healthiness ,because her body was lean from being a Vegan. She was a show but not touch porn star. She didn't engage in sex with the other porn stars. She was a solo actress. She was naked , as she knelt in the center of a large red satin heart that went from edge to edge on the bed. "Ahhhhh, was the sound she made while her arms, and open palmed hands stretched towards the ceiling. She settled back down on to bed after her cat-like stretch. Sam turned and looked at the lone person, the only other person inside the room, the owner of the establishment .

Septh , was almost a male version of Sam they could pass for twins with a few tweaks to their faces . Small differences that the paintbrush of life could've painted, to erase the small changes inside of different wombs. A smaller nose for Septh, and thicker eyebrows for Sam. Inflated checks with a dimple for Sam. A sprinkle of freckles on Septh's nose, and the addition of fuller lips for him . They could have passed for twins with those changes. If they had the same hair color it would have place them closer to being identical. Septh had had short sandy blonde hair, and Sam had long raven black hair. Dr Allen marren was a man that caused them to be in the situation that they faced now. Fatality was the business that Dr Allen Marren was in.

Dr marren said on opening day for his clinic as he stood in front of it," We know how precious children are. The desire to share one's life with another is human nature for the majority of the population. Women that are infertile in New Verga have the possibility of having a miracle when they believe there wasn't a chance in the world. My mission is to fulfill a wish of a yearning heart. Women have the opportunity to cherish a child that they thought that they could never have. My In Vitro Fertilization clinic is the right place to start, for those women who believe themselves to be infertile. My clinic is open. My staff will start women on their quest to have a miracle. These women that are here today won't have to dream about holding a child. They'll become the testimonies for future women that will follow in their pursuit . Hearing the word mWhen a woman is called mother,mommy, or mom for them it's a wonderful feeling which validates one of her purposes." With those spoken words Dr Marren cut the ribbon and opened his clinic . He had great intentions. Twenty years later it was discovered that he used his own sperm to fertilize thousands of eggs at his clinic, which resulted in heartache for many women. Sam and Septh's mother's were woman that had children with Dr Marren's donation to the population of New Verga.

Septh got on the bed and crawled to where Sam was kneeling. He sat next to her with an air of innocence about him. Sam turned her body, and leaned forward to try , and plant a kiss on his lips. Septh's hand flew up ,and covered his mouth just as her lips were landing. He prevented the kiss not because he was repulsed by Sam , as she attempted a kiss. He blocked the kiss over the knowledge they both shared. He resisted the urge to reach out a hand to caress a breast. "I'm here just to sit close to you Sam. I miss being close to you. I just want to sit next to you. Nothing more." Said Septh in a thick voice filled with sad emotion.

Sam knew that hope was no longer there for them. Knowing what she knows can't salvage anything from their tragedy. She had gotten Septh to do many things with her before when they were lovers, but they no longer were.

The wedding invitations sat in a box on the kitchen counter in Sam's home. A year had passed from the day she placed them there. The box had two additions sitting on top of it. The medical findings of Septh and Sam's blood test, and a twenty carat diamond engagement ring were the additions.

"We already did everything ." Said Sam as she tried to steal some of what they use to be.

"Sam don't. Don't take us to a place we shouldn't be." Said Septh as sadness stroke every word he spoke.

Sam could hear the poignancy in those simple words. Her heart felt heavy each day that she moved away from becoming the wife of Septh Pennington. " Saint , he is perfect in every way." stated Sam. Her words were saying so much. "Septh we didn't know. Saint needs you. Not just your money."

"Raise him with someone else." Septh replied sounding indifference." I agreed to stay where you can see me Sam. I just can't see him right now. I'm barely holding it together around you. " Septh said while he moved to leave the bed. "I shouldn't have been greedy. Craving just to sit next to you. It's been a long time since I've sat next to you. Since I've held you Sam. I'm going insane each day I view you through the camera. Emphasizing that I can look but can't touch. You think I don't want to push you down and kiss you thoroughly until you want something more. I fight the urge regularly .

"Can you handle another man touching me instead of looking at me?" Question Sam. I'm in the same place that you're in Septh. Why are you shutting me out. Since the day I broke the news you've turned forsaken us. Saint needs you not Logan. The other day Saint said Da Da. Your son calling another man dad, is that what you really want ? "Questioned Sam. She waited with discomfort for his reply . "Uncle Logan has been a great support to me. He never asked why we broke up Septh. I just can't tell him right now."

"I will meet that when it happens!" Exclaimed Septh. I haven't seen our son in a year. Sam, I'm giving you both a chance. The day you told me was like the world ended for me. I wish to God you never told me. Our lives are destroyed! Now I go around doing silly stupid things to get a little laugh in my world that's dark. You know why I prank Pride? He questioned. "It is because I see darkness around him. I don't know anything about him. No more than we first met. I have a hunch …I think he's cried more tears than I have. I decided to laugh Sam. I think he needs laughter too. The darkness around us is what we have in common.

" Septh you aren't going to claim your family because of universal laws." She said in a calm flat voice, as Septh gets off the bed. " You want me to lay with another man. When after you there were no others. Can you handle another man touching me intimately rather than looking at me right now? Let's put some of it, what you want to a test. The next man that comes on screen I won't send him to any of three places that Rustman said to send them. I'll let him come here and play with my pussy." Yelled Sam angrily.

Septh was hurt by her words. Couldn't say anything against her words. " You do what you have to do, Sam. Fuck any one you want. I wouldn't care if you whore it up around town. It may hurt me , but I'll be heading in the right direction after you break my heart. That's what I want. I can't back down ! I won't back down!" Exclaimed Septh scathingly as he proceeded to set up so the next interaction could take place between Sam and another man. The next person's image came crystal clear on the six monitors.

A handsome man with black hair, gray eyes , rose red lips and milky white skin flashed onto the ten sixty inch monitors inside the room. He was wearing a white t-shirt and gray jeans as he stood in front of his live video cam. He was unlike the men who would be naked holding their erections in their hands.

"My name is Satin." Said Sam. "What's your name?"

"Zane."

"What do you need, Zane?"

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The cup holder contained three hot carnal la te coffees abruptly fell from Pride's hand after he had shut one of the double doors with his free hand. His green dress shirt was splattered. He didn't feel the hotness of the coffee that splattered him as it was traveling to the floor. His eyes took the image of the person that was on every screen. His eyes drunk in the image of Zane like a acholic in need of a drink. Zane was the man he tried to call and find for four months. He would linger by the restroom in the Palace casino with the wish of seeing him. Pride knew that there was a one and a trillion chance of meeting him again in the restroom. He had tried to find out about him by using the phone number Zane gave him but it was a private number . A number that wouldn't reveal the owner's address. The only address he would have gotten was the address to Zane's old inner city delivery job. Pride was happy to see the one Person that he begged the universe for.

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