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CHAPTER 01

The whole week was terrible. Conferences, meetings discussions, lunches, dinners, and men asking to date with the intension of taking me to bed.

Though the same routines were tiring and boring I have managed to come through with flying colors. I have already signed two new cargo routes for our company.

Our company is my father and I. I am my father’s only daughter. I am the only person he could trust in this shipping business. We have a fleet of forty one ships and our business is to ship everything including men and women who go on holidays to various places in the world. I am not very fond of sailing but I am quite capable of selling. My father knows that, and that is why he sends me on all these international business negotiating ventures. As my father puts it, it is survival of the fittest.

At times when we are alone we both remember mother at once but we are reluctant to talk of her because it brings sadness and pain to both of us. Nevertheless we haven’t forgotten about her at all.

The business was just beginning to grow when my mother suddenly went down the drain. It was a terrible shock to my father more than for me, as I didn’t understand a ball about death as a five-year-old kid. I can still remember asking Papa why Mama is sleeping for so long.

We meant my father mother and me. Losing one surely broke that sweet bondage within us and as a little child I cannot fathom how I managed thereafter.

Since my mother’s departure, Father managed to have Martha to look after me, and my whole life up to now, I have depended on her. Martha was not like mother. I cannot compare them. But she was a good lady who looked after me as her own. She was security for me, she fed me, she clothed me, she played with me, she looked into my studies and she loved me too. But many a times still I missed Mama. May be that is because my genes inside me were looking for the equality.

My father never got married again but I know that he had other women once in awhile. Though I knew about it he never did it openly or he never got caught in action. Now I realize as a man he needed sex as I need it too. At times my father used to take me on foreign trips on business during my school holidays. The way some women looked at him was a little more than business. I knew my father also enjoyed that kind of fancying. I still can remember one of them, the oil agent in Iraq who wanted to be with my father more than my father transporting her oil. Her name was Imaida and she was interested in having a serious relationship with my Pa. He was not so… interested as he loved me more than any other women in this world.

During my small days he looked after me well and he made sure that I get a very good education. As a result he knows that I could take up the business all-alone any time and I am competent enough to handle it. After high school I graduated in business administration. Then I had to get myself familiarize with a little bit of marketing and public relations. After my graduation Papa took me to all the business meetings and gave me an opportunity to learn and know how he handled things. As a result today I travel all over the globe with only my two personal bodyguards.

It is getting darker now and I can see the German sky is gloomy and showing the signs of rain late in the day. Tomorrow I have a free day, as it is Sunday. Today I might go dancing. Whenever I come to Germany I go dancing because I like to be among young people. I am only twenty-two; still. When I am at home I never get that chance as I have to accompany Pa to all the dinners and get-togethers that he goes and most of them are in his age. I don’t like these old bulls starring at me with their lustful eyes. They must be slogging their cocks away without getting a proper cock stand even when they get back home…. Ass holes…

I dialled 02 on the intercom and Sholcky’s voice came in at once.

“Yes madam?”

“I will be going dancing in one hour’s time to Bayarisch Zell.”

“Yes madam we will be ready to go with you.”

Sholcky and Logus are well-trained bodyguards. They are trained to protect me at all times at any cost. They only have to be in the range of one hundred meters from me and if I am in trouble I only have to press the small button on my wristwatch and they will be alarmed. They have life insurance coverage for one million dollars each from my company if one of them looses their life on duty. But they are working 24 hours a day. Only when I go to sleep they will also rest and they are paid 5000 dollars a month, everything found as salary. Anywhere I go they will accompany me anonymously. Even in my case for a kidnapper I am worth one billion easily but to me my life is more than that. I still remember a few incidents where Sholcky and Logus had to get involved but apart from that I really never faced any serious situations so far in my life.

Especially when I am going out in the night I used to cover my-self properly not to give any ideas to anybody. I made sure not to look like lascivious or a millionaire, or a whore or a bitch in heat. I got into a pair of jeans and a sweater and no makeup or perfume. I believe when I get my -self dressed like that I will look like a normal person. Any way there is nobody to see me or there is nobody whom I am interested to see. I only want to dance and to be among people for this evening. I don’t want anybody to recognize me. If a wrong person recognizes me I will be calling for trouble. Further I will be calling for trouble for Sholcky and Logus too. This way it is much safer.

When I buzzed 02 on the intercom again Logus informed that they are ready. I went into the garage and started my little Peugeot 205. It is a sports car but on German roads it is not noticeable. At the same time I saw Sholcky and Logus getting to the Prelude. I have confidence because they are right behind me.

It was very difficult to find parking but with a lot of search I managed to find one. When I walked into the dancing it was totally full. A band was playing German Umpha! Country songs and people were enjoying themselves with a lot of beer and singing away their favorite songs with the band. To find a place to sit was as difficult as finding parking. Finally I managed to find a seat among some Japanese tourists and I thought it is good as I get a good view of the band playing and the people who were dancing.

For me, I like to be among people, I like to be away from business, I like to watch people dance and enjoy, I like to dance of course with the correct partner or alone for some disco music. I looked for Sholcky and Logus but couldn’t see them. They will be there somewhere very close to me.