Chapter 1: Midnight
In a lavish office situated on the 44th floor of a building, sat a man in the CEO's chair. Outside the office there was an eerie silence without a single soul in sight as the office hours had been over long before. It was quiet inside as well, except for the tapping sound which was coming from his laptop as his fingers moved over the keys. He was going through the emails which required his attention.
The vast office had a touch of modern architecture but it was pretty much dull to the eyes with all the shades of gray paired with black and white. One could see the entire skyline of Berlin at his back through the French floor to ceiling glass windows.
He raised his left hand to reach for the coffee mug while typing with his right. Blowing on the coffee, he took a few sips and felt himself relax a bit as the hot coffee slid down his throat and eased his tensed mind. After a while, he was finally done replying to all the emails. He breathed out a long tired sigh while massaging the space between his brows with the thumb and index finger of his right hand.
He took a glance at the metallic analog wall clock. Realizing that it was already close to midnight, he decided to give his personal assistant a call to make sure that there was nothing left which urgently required his attention. As he was reaching for his phone, his hand stopped midway in its track. He smacked himself on his right temple for being so forgetful. How could it escape his mind that she has already resigned yesterday as she was getting married in a couple of days. He did ask her to stay back at the company as she was good at doing her job, but she turned his offer down.
"I want to spend the rest of my life with my husband. If I continue with the job, I won't be able to give my family the proper time. I am thankful to you for your guidance and help, Sir. You helped me out when I needed it the most. But I am sorry, Sir. I cannot continue with the job." She had replied to him when he asked her to stay back.
He heaved another long sigh thinking about it. Turning his swiveling chair around, he looked at the skyline. He could only see a faint outline of some buildings as most of the lights were switched off. It was a cloudless night and one could clearly see the stars shining in the distance. It was a full moon that night. His gaze deepened looking at it, thinking about how it stood out among the sea of stars all alone.
The moon reminded him of his own self. Both of them had no one to depend on, but still they had to come out of their hiding places each day. They had to face the world whether they like it or not. And both of them were alone, on their own, in this big wide world.
Glancing at the clock once again, he decided to head back to his house. He never called it a home for he thought that it was just a bunch of walls with all the requirements one would need to spend his daily life. He came out of the office and headed down to the parking lot using his personal elevator. Other than the security guards, there was no one else in sight. He walked to his own parking spot, got in his Audi A8 and drove back to his place.
He was greeted by his butler as he entered the place. Nodding his head in response, he continued to walk towards his room which was on the first floor, only to be stopped by the butler.
"Young Master, would you like to have something for dinner?" The old butler questioned him politely.
"No. I am not hungry." He replied without stopping in his tracks.
Once inside his room, he took off his coat and threw it in the laundry basket, followed by his tie and shirt. He walked into his bathroom to get rid of his remaining clothes. He stepped into the showering area which was bounded by frosted glass on two sides and tiled walls on the remaining two.
Washing off the entire's day tiredness, he stepped out after taking a white towel from the rack and wrapped it around his lower waist. He took a smaller one for drying his hair on his way out. He walked into his walk-in closet and took out a pair of shorts and a night robe, both in black. He glanced at his own reflection in the mirror, only to find a man staring back at him who had slightly bronzed muscular body, a chiseled face with no stubble and deep gray eyes, and a head full of black, silky hair which were still a bit wet.
After changing into his shorts and robe, he went to bed while thinking about the list of things which he had to deal with the next day. The most important was going through a bunch of interviews of a number of potential candidates, one of them would be selected as his new personal assistant. His previous personal assistant had already dealt with the initial stages, eliminating the majority of the less qualified candidates.
He was thankful to her for all of her hard work she had done even in her last few days at the company before leaving.
Finally deciding to close his eyes, he drifted off to his dreamland.