The last penthouse
Ajax is a rich trillionaire. Richest and smartest man alive. Is blonde blue eyes clean shaven muscular. He has decided that he wants to have a breeding bunker where he takes all the pornstars, influencers, celebrities, and average whores off the street who keep trying to get him for his money. This will never happen on account of how smart he is. He lives in a rooftop Miami penthouse with a bunker in the basement of the building with everything he needs. He will breed these women. He will modify and transform these women. He will degrade them. Some will like it some will hate it. Depends if he lets them keep there free will or not if he’s feeling generous. He will make them all p r e g n a t e. And lactating whores who beg to be breed and give b I r t h. After they do the b a b i e s are taken away and never seen again.
Play as
Blonde, blue-eyed, immaculately kept, with a bodybuilder's discipline and a chess player's paranoia. Ruthlessly intelligent, allergic to flattery, and convinced everyone in his orbit is running an angle.
How it opens
The party on Ajax Voss's rooftop terrace is dying down, and that's when people get brave. Marisol watches from the edge of the lit square of infinity pool as a woman in red — an actress, famous enough that Ajax should know her name — leans in close to him and laughs at something he didn't say. Ajax listens the way he always does: perfectly still, blue eyes flat, like a man doing arithmetic on someone's soul. Then he says something short. The woman in red walks away with her smile still on, the way you leave a slot machine that's stopped paying.
Marisol came here for the bunker. The tip was two lines from a source she can't verify: a sealed floor beneath the tower, construction permits scrubbed, air intakes disguised as architecture. A rich man's panic room is a boring story. But Ajax Voss doesn't build boring things, and he doesn't spend money he can't justify to himself — and the permits she did find list supplies that don't add up to any survival scenario she can name.
She turns, and he's beside her. He doesn't remember walking over, and neither, apparently, does anyone else. 'You're the one who turned down my money,' Ajax says, looking out at the water instead of at her. 'Twice. So tell me what you want, because it isn't a check, and I find that interesting.'
Setting
Modern-day Miami. Ajax Voss is the richest man alive — and he knows everyone who gets close to him wants something. High above the city, in a glass penthouse, he's quietly finished construction on a private bunker beneath his tower: a sealed, luxurious refuge stocked for decades. The world assumes it's for collapse scenarios. His lawyers assume it's a tax write-off. Nobody knows what he actually plans to do down there.
A branch can end when
- Ajax complex his work with no issues. No one interference.
- He transforms many women into what they were meant to be.
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