He was tall, about 6 feet. He's well built and lean muscles. His hair is light brown with emerald eyes. He had that sexy jawline and thin lips. His brow was thick but neat. He is ranked number two as the sexiest men alive according to surveys. Many would vie to get his attention. Maybe it was men and women. They could not resist his charisma well. He is filthy rich of course despite being a model. He is one of the richest man in the whole world according to Forbes' Magazine. He owned various hotels and restaurant chains in the world and every thing he owned is top class. He doesn't accept them when they only ranked second.
Of course, Misha knew him well. Who else knew him except her and Lyndon? He's a powerful magnate. He's a wealthy bachelor.
The only stain in his record was the time he was blatantly got rejected by Misha. He couldn't believe it! He, the most sought after man was just plainly refused by Misha for a single reason and person, Lyndon Lincoln. He bore the grudge until today. He was shamed by a lowly model like her. That's why he entered her world to meet her one day. That day was today of course! His plans are falling into place accordingly. He arranged them without Misha's knowing. The incident in the airport was already added to her tab as well. He will be collecting his payment for the shame she caused.
Ignoring her is the first step.
He can not comprehend himself when he saw Misha's distorted face when he ignored her. He could only smile inwardly.
'Tsk! Why did I fell on such a woman?' he suddenly thought when Misha turned around to go back to her seat.
'The great me has really fallen. What happened to my taste??' he still questioned himself. 'But, she looked beautiful tonight.' his thoughts are conflicted. He just tugged down his drink while glancing at Misha's back. He ordered another drink from the bartender.
As he drowned himself in the alcohol, he couldn't help but to be honest with himself. He really missed her. He just couldn't believe that he was just refused like that by her. Not even an explanation was made and accepted. He just don't know why but he was really into her. He didn't knew why but he was like a puppet who was spun around by her fingers. His pride couldn't take it. He can't bear to lose just like that to a man like Lyndon Lincoln. Though, they were the same business men but the nature of their businesses were different. Lyndon's business are shipping and trading while his is restaurants and hotels.
He felt insulted. To him, Lyndon's existence is a thorn that pricked his skin in his every move. He can't take that he's only second to him in everything. Lyndon's status and fame is always above his. He couldn't bare the humiliation he feel every time he is compared to Lyndon. He can't stand to be in his shadow. He could not take that a mere woman like Misha still chose Lyndon. He can only harbor grudge and hatred.
He wanted to take him down through his Achilles' heel. He wanted to use Misha to destroy him. He wanted to but the plan he made failed. He thought Misha would took that opportunity to launch an attack that would make Lyndon's fall but she did not. He clearly remembered her words.
"I will bring him down and make him cry with my own hands and ways. So, please, spare me in your petty tricks!''
He gripped the glass he is holding with this thought. He could not accept this.