Haz stood at the pinnacle of the corporation building,he watched as the workers scurried in and out of the company. They looked like ants waiting to be crushed,so this is what being powerful felt like. A surge of power swept through his body, standing at the top of the building made him enjoy the view as they say the view is better at the top. Across the company was the view of the sea,under the bright summer sun the sea was glistening. Its emerald green colour ,complimented the blue skies and they had a good chemistry at a point where it seemed as though the skies have merged with the sea.

Haz for short, Hazel Rothschild is known for his aloofness and obsessive compulsive disorder,hence he doesn't come in contact with a lot of people and stays away completely from the eye of the media. He inherited a conglomerate and even the reins of the underworld was in in his hands, yet he loved a low profile.

Under the strong, impenetrable and aloof expression laid a heart stricken with grief and loneliness. Right from when he was young,the world had been ill at ease with him. After losing his father and mother to a car accident,he knew there was no safe place in this world where he could hide. He longed for someone to fill his heart with laughter, love.

"Ya! You must be down to earth right" a small voice yelled at him. He slowly turned his head and looked at the source of the noise. A lady who he quickly figured must be around 1.7metres tall,she was clad in an oversized hoodie and faded jeans trouser. Her small face was crystal clear,with a round rimmed glasses sitting on her nose bridge. She felt too otherworldly beautiful and pure ,even though she was dressed shabbily,she still gave off an aura of elegance and nobility. Only a few people can pull off such poise in those kind of clothes.

Haz stared at her,she was like a bewitching fae no matter how restrained he was this was the first time something was out of his control. He couldn't tear his eyes away from her face.

Due to his prolonged stare,she touched her face unconsciously and adjusted her glasses .

"Is there something on my face?Hehe,I was going to ask if you were going to commit suicide",she said slowly, Haz's lips twitched at the corners. He had been standing close to the railings of the pinnacle,where any step mistaken could cause one to plunge to his afterlife without invitation. She must have taken it that he wanted to end his life,tsk what a sacrastic reply to his misery.

"You can really go ahead and jump to meet your Maker,in that wise you will be saving us a space in the population. I have calculated it, judging from the direction of the wind, if you were to jump the air resistance won't be that much so you will be blown across the building. You wouldn't suffer that much,just a mangled body and a spilt-open head. Imagine the inertia at which you will hit the ground,the fragments of your brain will scatter around. But it's not a big deal the street mice and rats can feed on it" she blurted out, Haz's eyes popped out with awkwardness. Only one thought lingered in his mind,is this girl normal?.

Naomi Scott,a graduate of psychology,knew how best to read people. Seeing Haz and the aura he was exuding,she knew he was no ordinary ordinary man. He was taller , standing at 2.1metres. Now that she looked up to see him clearly,he was deathly handsome well contoured face,chiselled jaw,a slightly pointed nose. His eyebrows were knitted,she swallowed hard. His eyes were hazelnut brown in color and he had natural dimples prying out even though his gaze was sharp and cool and his thin,cherry red-coloured lips wore no smile. He looked like he has walked out of Vogue magazine,her inside churned with recklessness.

Her eyes roamed his body, even though he was wearing a tuxedo it couldn't hide his rock hard biceps. He must have abs,she gloated inwardly.

" Am not committing suicide, I am cold"

Her eyes blinked in disbelief and almost popped out of the sockets. Had she misunderstand it all? So it turned out he was feeling cold,and he came outside to feel the sun. But in reality,he was telling her his heart was cold and unfeeling

Ah! sounds like it,she scratched her head trying to find the appropriate words to describe the awkwardness as she felt. A blush had crawled its way to her face

"Well, am sorry. I just thought you were too close to the railings....." She apologized.

"It's okay,I want to know how you got up here yourself" he intoned as his gaze did a one eighty turn in its intensity and scrutinized her. She almost bit her tongue in her mouth,she had come here to steal their database. Apart from being a graduate of psychology,she had picked up hacking as a skill and did it from time to time to keep the cash flowing in steadily.

"I have come to steal"