DISCLAIMER: This is a creative creation of the writer. All names, personalities, organizations, settings, events, and scenarios are made up. Any resemblance to real individuals, living or dead, or to actual events is entirely coincidental.
Years ago, people believed that angels were the first inhabitants of the Earth. Everything was peaceful and perfect until, slowly, humans became corrupted. They were no longer satisfied with what they had and began to yearn for more—greed and envy took root.
In a benevolent gesture, an angel once blessed a couple who couldn't bear children. Unfortunately, their joy was short-lived as the couple met a tragic end in an accident just a year later.
DECADES PASSED, Levi decided to forge his own path by establishing a business as he embarked on a quest to discover his calling. His company specializes in risky and illicit activities, reflecting his affinity for warfare.
In less than a year, he successfully expanded the company and established a prominent reputation in various ventures. He is now widely known as the "King of Business." The illicit ventures that defined his earlier years gradually gave way to a more conventional and legitimate path, navigating the intricate world of corporate strategies and alliances.
Levi celebrates his 97th birthday alone this year, and it turns out to be rather uneventful. He feels bored, tired, disoriented, and lacks excitement.
Someone knocks at the door. "Boss?"
"What?" He groans.
Matthew says, "Here are the documents about the contracts you made yesterday."
"Ah, those humans. Greed is born within them," he smirks.
Matthew prepares a cup of coffee for him, saying, "Do you need anything else besides coffee, boss?"
"Nothing. Leave it here on my table after," he said.
Matthew nods, "Copy that."
IN THE SPACIOUS and tastefully decorated office of the XYZ Foundation sits its founder, Syron Devoux, a man who attributes the foundation's existence to generational wealth. A father of three biological children, Syron's commitment to philanthropy has reshaped his role from corporate leader to a figure dedicated to making a meaningful impact on the lives of others.
"Mr. Devoux, we would like to extend our deepest gratitude for your willingness to contribute funds for the development of the charity for children," said the client.
Syron responds, "It is a great honor and pleasure to be part of the foundation and development of it. My late wife always wanted to be part of this community."
"Is there anything we can do in return, Mr. Syron?" the client asks.
Syron nods, "I've been considering adopting a child."
The client seems surprised that Mr. Devoux expressed a desire to adopt a child.
"We are delighted to hear it from you, sir. I will ask the children and give you their profiles," the client says.
Syron nods, "Notify me as soon as possible, then."
"Noted, sir." The client leaves afterward.
After a few months...
"Sir, Syron? You've called me?" Celeste looks at him.
Syron smiles, "You're here just in time."
"What is it?" She seems annoyed.
Syron hands her a list, "Here are the potential candidates you can marry."
It seems like she knows this is coming AGAIN.
"I've told you many times about this." She sighs.
Syron chuckles, "I can't leave you all alone. You've been through a lot because of me. You need someone to be at your side."
"I can handle everything on my own," She says.
Syron shakes his head, "Just give it a try. If you can't find a suitable one, you'll become an old lady."
"I'll do the usual thing, Dad." She hugs him with a warm smile, and they both laugh together.
IN THE ELEGANT AMBIANCE OF DEVOUX RESTAURANT, Gianne delivered a firm message, "Madam, you must meet him at exactly 9 am."
"Should I? Can't I just cancel it and ask to reschedule?" She sighed.
Gianne looked at her, "Madam, you know you can't. He will not tolerate you avoiding this kind of meeting."
"Fine. I'll give him 30 minutes." Celeste walked straight.
As she approached the area, she saw a man's figure – a man reading a book sitting in front of her. She sat down quietly.
She checked her phone to set a 30-minute alarm and immediately crossed her arms in front of him.
"Is that supposed to impress me?" Celeste faked a smile.
He glanced at her, "Mhm."
"I just want you to know I have no interest in marrying," She said.
He slowly put down the book, taken aback by his handsomeness.
He said, "It isn't my concern whether you are interested in our blind date. I would prefer it if you sent me your bank account."
"Perhaps have we met before?" She chuckled.
He replied, "Definitely not."
"Are you one of my exes?" She asked.
He smirked, "You should remember me then."
"So you're not someone I know or my ex. Where are your manners, sir?" Celeste looked intensely at him.
He sighed, "Humans are all the same. They don't matter to me."
(What's with this handsome jerk? Why should I suffer for this kind of thing?) Celeste thought.
"It seems you like messing around?" She said.
He replied, "I'm here to enjoy my meal."
"Go ahead and eat. Don't mind me being here," Celeste said.
Levi thought, (What's wrong with this human?) Seeming to lose his appetite, he continued eating while Celeste observed him with a quizzical look.
"Why did you stop?" She asked.
Levi cleaned his mouth, "I'm done."
"Huh? What do you mean you're done?" She dropped her utensils.
Levi said, "Hope we don't meet again, human."
Celeste was left speechless. Since she always left first, it was the first time a man had left her in the same manner.
She called her dad to share what had just happened, and he laughed as if there were no tomorrow.
"You've got a taste of your own medicine," He said.
She chuckled, "I told you I don't need a man."
"What should I do with you, huh?" He sighed.
She said, "I'll go to the office. See you later,"
Celeste hung up the phone and promptly left the restaurant. She approached Gianne to inquire about any scheduled meetings.
Luckily, there weren't any meetings, but she needed to verify some necessary paperwork. Celeste promptly took the documents to be verified and passed them to her dad. As she scrutinized the paperwork, she focused on details involving sales and the products set to be released by the end of the month.
IN THE CONFINES OF LEVI'S OFFICE, frustration was evident in his words, "That human wants to test my patience. She even has the nerve to say those words."
Interrupting the moment, Matthew opened the door, breaking the tension, "Boss? Someone wants to meet you."
Levi looked up, "Oh! You came just in time, my queen."
Addressing the lady, Matthew offered, "Can I interest you in a drink, your highness?"
The lady nodded with familiarity, "The usual, Mat."
Levi smirked, "What made you come here to look for me, Lilith?"
"Let's say I'm here to ask for a favor like old times, Levi." Lilith gave him that look.
Levi laughed, "What's in it for me then, my queen?"
"Something you've wanted for a very long time." Lilith sat on his desk.
Levi used his powers to make her get closer to him. It seemed he was being entranced by the gaze of her eyes.