The middle aged man hung up the call, taking a puff from his cigar once again. He was patting the lion's head yet again and thinking of several things. "Once again, you all will fail before my power! Nobody can even stand victorious, before my power and wealth!!" The man smirked and once again picked up his phone, dialling a number. "Mark! Send that new girl in the seventh room. Right now!"
The man then got up, walking towards a gold colored elevator. He quickly reached the seventh floor of his home and entered a room.
The room was painted entirely dark grey with a red velvet royal bed situated right in the centre. There was a gigantic music player, in one corner along with several other different props.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door and the middle aged man looked at the wooden door. "Come in!"
A tall and fair skinned blonde girl entered the room, feeling a bit hesitated. "Good evening sir."
