A Man and His World

I spent my day attending to the duties that even a Gentleman of Leisure must attend to for the Dubois Empire does not run itself. Although I have a trusted staff of investment officers, secretaries, personal assistants and basic minions running my day-to-day operations, I must keep an eye upon their efforts. I do this by descending upon them periodically to inspire terror into their worlds and envy into their hearts but I wonder if they truly knew the nature of the beast if they would be so quick to wish themselves into my world. I do not attend to my affairs as a diligent industrialist or entrepreneur as my money has been set into its foundations nearly a hundred years ago. Since I am the last Dubois male I feel no competitive urge to acquire a larger empire for presence is so insidious within the economic structure of the country that we have no need to chase what comes to us naturally. As the last worthy male of my line I have not suffered from any urge to add to our dynasty, at least I had not until life set the wheels of destiny into motion.

In my past, owning this town was enough power for me, admittedly it did make me somewhat of a big fish in a small pond and I searched out bigger, more productive achievements but time found me bored and realising that I could control my world as easily from this town than the midst of a metropolis I found myself returning to my roots. I considered that if I had more minions to attend to then I could not enjoy the daily scandals that those usurpers of good taste manage to surround themselves with. In my preferences, I discovered that the manipulations of a few thousand are far more amusing than running like a rat on a wheel to affect a few million.

However ambition is a mutable whore and once again the scent of dynasty has crossed my loins allowing spring in all its wicked glory to call to me. Visions as fleeting as they are unusual crossed before me and what I saw was my offspring continuing the iron reign that generations before me had established. Not only established but also honed to perfection and now my seed could ensure that my legacy would be as enduring as the town itself.

I dallied with such thoughts until my board of directors managed to talk themselves into doing absolutely nothing and left all the decisions in my more than competent hands. After they had scuttled away like rats back to their sewers, I considered allowing a secretary the pleasure of my company but since I never settle for the inferior, I allowed her to slip, no doubt gratefully away. Today my needs required a far more superior creature, than the nervous quailing of an office girl, I am filled with the desires and passion of a man who needs no explanation, and I am after all Gervais Dubois---A Man without Equal.

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