The winds were howling. The clouds were wailing as tears rushed out fiercely. Darkness enveloped this side of earth. The streets were empty as people huddled in warm blankets drinking steaming hot cup of coffee, spending time with their families to wash out tiredness of whole days, The hostels were still bustling as friends gathered together. The office workers reached home to be with loved ones as files were closed for the day. The city B experience such thunderous rain once in awhile even though light showers pour throughout the year. The citizens wanderings why the skies were gloomy, children thinking if the tears were for happy occasion or someone hurt it as it cried loudly. Is there someone who could console it.
But they didn't know that today skies were gloomy for one lonely young man. Mourning with him as he sat in a quiet corner of warm and cozy coffee house. Remembering that today marked 12 years when the world turned upside down as well as marked 26 years of his existence.
He found the reason his childhood was snatched away from him. Or It was the time when his heart completely became cold taking away the last bit emotion.
Sitting in the cafe was not same helpless boy, who exited a huge mansion with nothing but few buck in his pockets and some other items. The aura around him became more powerful and domineering as his emotionless face matured. Making him look more flawless. Elegance and royalty exuded from his body. His every action ooze smoothness and graceful. From the humbleness he exhibited no one could tell that he is richest person of Country M that changed from monarchy to democracy in 1910s. He is one sharing power with Royals.
Having 6 families as elite class with Greysons as descendants of royal family and other families known as branch families as they were connected through marriage with prince and princesses. The second most influential family or 2nd branch were families of general who still hold power of military. Third are descendants of Grand tutor who continued developing in education sector with other business. The fourth were merchant family. They are still connected with marriage as arrange marriage was common till the last generation.
3 years ago an economical storm came and struck these families like hurricane named as A.Corps gaining number one position in business sector. A 23 year old made a big success after constant struggle of 8 years. From living without proper shelter for months to become richest person sacrificing a lot He Asher Hale a genius did what deem to be impossible. Till now the elite families are in shock of sudden shift. They are more alarmed as they couldn't find the identity of the genius.
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The atmosphere was warm and cozy, few families and couples occupied the tables in coffee house. Sitting beside the glass wall a handsome with a lonely back was sitting immersed in his own thoughts as he slowly sipped his Black coffee and munch on grilled chicken sandwich. The young man is 6 feet 4 inch tall. With slim chiseled body. Wearing black collar shirt with dress pant and grey waistcoat.
His dress coat and overcoat were hanged on coat placed near his table. Placing one leg over another he sat gracefully. Donning his black bluchers.
Attracting passer by attention due to his outstanding look. With golden brown wavy hair falling on his forehead, He has straight nose and highlighted cheek bone. The prominent jaw bone brought charm to his face. Wearing rimless glasses gave him more refined look, Under those glasses are most mesmerising eyes with heterochromia. One blue with yellow hue and other steely grey with goldish hue as deep as ocean that draws people towards him.
But those eyes are cold as glaciers. With sadness, loneliness hidden under those frost layers that no one could melt or that it seems. No one could deduce his thought as from his childhood he practised to hide his emotion so well. The aura around him make him stand in crowd. The domineering powerful aura slightly evil, Such unrestrain devilish aura make him look like as Villian of story.
After what seem like ages but originally just an hour the strong shower turned into light sobbing. Asher got up after paying the bill. Wearing his coats he headed outside. he opened his black umbrella as he was about to exit the cafe. It was a long day for him from consecutive meetings. The incompetence of the employees made him devil recantation.
He didn't get to rest but the coffee worked like magic the weather didn't do him any good as it felt like he was reminding of those memories. Memories that stabbed him cruelly that wounds still bleed.
Deep in his thoughts he walked on the pavement as his jeep was parked a little further, when someone bumped into his shoulder. Not bothered by this he stepped aside and continued to walk.
Asher got onto his jeep, he didn't right away leave as he reviewed the work before headed to the headquarters. Slightly frustrated he texted to inform that he will reach there soon. The never ending work make him feel at ease.