"Boss. The meeting was about to start!?"asked the secretary.
His cold gaze just looked towards the screen and the secretary felt a chill crawl his back.
' Dear God! please spare me from this Ice king today!! I'll spend 1hr extra to pray for you today. If... he leaves the office early!!'
Sighing, the secretary was about to leave the person alone in his office. Then, suddenly he heard the chair being pushed back by the person in the enormous office room.
Feeling relieved, he started informing the board members about the president's arrival.
He felt a gust of cold air that swept past him, in the opposite direction of the meeting room.
Being the secretary for the past 12 years of the prodigy a.k.a Ice king. He is quite familiar with his presence.
But it was colder than usual today with the way he left the office.
Sigh.... I may get a frostbite one of these days!!!
The man took the private passage, but changed his course of direction via public route, to exit from the adjoining building.
On the way, the man removed his tie and coat and was wearing only his Formal Shirt, tucked in his pants, with a matching Hand- stitched Boots to complete the look. His hair locks were swept to the side on the right, and loose on the left that kept swaying with the breeze. Overall the man really is a picturesque definition of an Ice king with his Grey eyes that gives a cold vibe "If looks could kill" would best define his gaze!
Going with his killer looks and a well toned body, a passerby can't even gaze on him as they'd feel unworthy to look at him!!
Looking up at the sky and feeling the rain droplets fall on his face... He got down from the steps
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"Young Master? Are you leaving now?" asked the butler.
"Yes." said the person, grabbing his phone from the bedside shelf and walking towards the bedroom door.
When he was going to leave the main hall, there came a voice saying " Are you going to meet him??"
When he turned, there was his father sitting on the sofa and reading the newspaper and having some cookies with his younger sister's.
"Aah. If not, he'll escape again!" said the man, with a half smirk with his usual scowl etched on his face.
"Good luck Brother" said his second younger sister.
He just waved and left the mansion without looking back.
Reaching his keys, he decided not to use his usual sports cars and went for the Maybach instead, to keep down his flashy look and to not reveal his heir/superstar identity.
On the way he asked the chauffeur to drop him in the adjoining building as he was a bit scared to meet the devil and for other few obvious reasons.
He entered the building from the back entrance and immediately rushed into the washroom.
"Fuck!!! The cold and rain is making my weakest bladder go further weaker!!"
"Toilet, toilet, toilet, toilet!! Where the hell are you??"
Maintaining cool yet speed steps, the man somehow found the gateway to release the excessive fluids and felt great joy!!
Just when he was about to take a step towards the left, he looked at the sign and realised that it was a ladies room.
'Thank goodness I realised it faster! phew..'
Immediately, the door burst open from the ladies door and a girl stared wide-eyed at him. She has a surprise etched on her face almost recognising his identity.
The man acted on his instincts like a wild animal, and rushed into the opposite room.
"Lucky!!" said the man in a whisper, " Now, the business!!"