Kira looked frightened as she sat on the couch. Although she was the trillionaire Bernard Smith's daughter, nothing prevented her from falling in love with the person she liked.As she sat on the couch, her mind was racing with worries and fears. She felt like the weight of the world was on her shoulders, and she didn't know how to shake it off. Her fiance walked into the room and noticed her troubled expression."Hey, what's wrong?" he asked, sitting down beside her.She paused for a moment, debating whether or not to open up to him. She didn't want to burden him with her problems, but she also didn't want to keep them bottled up inside. Eventually, she decided to put on a brave face and pretend that everything was okay."Oh, nothing," she said with a forced smile. "Just lost in thought."Welbeck looked at her skeptically but didn't press the issue. Instead, he wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close. She leaned into him, grateful for his comforting presence.But even as she
It was a beautiful morning when the quadrillionaire, Welbeck, woke up in his luxurious penthouse apartment. He rose from his silk sheets and gazed out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, taking in the breathtaking city skyline. His fiancee, Keira, had always been thinking about how Welbeck got the money for such a mansion but he rejected her words.Welbeck knew that today was going to be a busy one. He had an important meeting with the world's most renowned philanthropist, and he needed to make a great impression. After all, he was a quadrillionaire. Everything he did was expected to be grand, perfect, and exquisite.He made his way to his walk-in closet, where his team of personal stylists awaited him. They presented him with a range of designer suits, ties, and shoes to choose from. Welbeck meticulously examined each article of clothing, ensuring that they fit him impeccably.Once he was satisfied with his selection, he made his way to his private helicopter, which was waiting on
Welbeck sat behind the wheel of his brand-new Lamborghini, muttering to himself about how powerful he was going to be as the Quadrillionaire himself. He had always dreamed of becoming wealthy and powerful, and now that he was on his way to achieving his goal, he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction.As he sped down the highway, his mind raced with ideas and plans for his future empire. He envisioned himself as the mastermind behind a vast network of businesses, each one generating billions of dollars in revenue every year.Welbeck knew that he had the intelligence, drive, and ambition to make his dream a reality. He had worked tirelessly over the years, building up his wealth and knowledge, and now he was ready to take on the world.As he drove, he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement building inside of him. He was on the verge of greatness, and he was determined to seize his opportunity with both hands.Welbeck knew that the road ahead would not be easy, but he was p
Bernard Smith had always been the kind of person who liked to plan. He would set his alarm each night for the same time every morning, and he would always have his clothes neatly laid out by his bed.As he rolled over to silence the alarm, he realized that he had forgotten to set the time for half an hour earlier. Bernard panicked, knowing that he had to dress before his colleagues arrived at the office. His morning routine was usually like clockwork, and any deviation from it made him feel uneasy.He looked over at the clock and saw that he now had only half an hour to get himself ready. In a frenzied state, he began to rush around his apartment. He quickly grabbed his pants, shirt, and tie and polished his shoes while simultaneously trying to shower and get dressed.Mrs. Smith, Bernard's wife, who had been in the kitchen preparing breakfast, emerged from the kitchen as Bernard was making frantic movements in the bedroom."Good morning, my dear," she said, pausing to take in Bernard
Lucifer was known to be wild, ruthless, and uncaring, he had always lived by his own rules and was never afraid to fight for what he believed in. He had worked hard to establish himself as one of the most powerful men in the business world, but he was jealous of his competitor Welbeck, who had recently won the frontier of the NGOs and became a quadrillionaire. Lucifer saw this as an affront to his success, and he was determined to outdo his rival at any cost.Lucifer often saw himself as a lion, a hunter, and a conqueror, but the sight of Welbeck winning the NGO frontier made him feel like a predator losing its prey. He was envious of Welbeck's success, and he began to wonder what he was doing wrong that prevented him from achieving the same heights of wealth and power as his rival.As he sat in his office, brooding over his predicament, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy whenever he saw Welbeck's name in the press. He wanted to be the center of attention, the one everyone was
Welbeck gripped the steering wheel tightly as he drove through the cold, rainy weather. The windshield wipers were working tirelessly to clear the incessant rain that pounded relentlessly against the car. His thoughts were preoccupied with the events of the day as he tried to figure out why Lucifer had his sights set on his position as the frontier.Welbeck was a dedicated and loyal member of the frontier, a group of authorities that kept the peace between the human world and the supernatural world. He had been a member of the frontier for over a decade and had worked his way up to his current position as the head of the western district, a role that he was proud of and took very seriously.Lucifer, on the other hand, was a powerful demon who had a reputation for being ruthless and calculating. He had been relatively quiet for the past few years but had recently started making waves with his attempts to take over territories that belonged to other supernatural beings.Welbeck had alwa
Lucifer had never really been one to hold back his emotions. When he was happy, he was overjoyed. When he was angry, he was furious. And the founder of the NGO association was about to see that side of him.As Lucifer stormed into the room, Mr. Wilson, the founder of the association, visibly tensed up. He had heard of Lucifer's reputation, of course, but he never expected to meet him in person. Lucifer seemed to loom over him, his eyes blazing with an otherworldly intensity."What do you want?" Mr. Wilson asked, struggling to keep his voice calm.Lucifer's lips twisted into a sneer. "I want you to make Welbeck look less like a secret Quadrillionaire," he said, his voice dripping with venom.Mr. Wilson swallowed hard. "I'm sorry, I don't understand what you're talking about. What does Welbeck have to do with anything?"Lucifer let out a low, menacing chuckle. "You know exactly what I'm talking about. Welbeck has been using his wealth and power to manipulate the world for his benefit. A
Lucifer stirred in his bed, opening his eyes to the muted golden light that filtered through his large, floor-to-ceiling windows. He stretched his long limbs out, feeling the silk sheets smooth against his skin, and scowled.Today was going to be a busy day. Lucifer had a meeting scheduled with his top demons, and he would have to put on his best face even though he felt irritated. He couldn't remember why he agreed to meet with them in the first place, as they always needed micromanaging.But first, he had to prepare himself. Lucifer sat up and surveyed his surroundings, letting out a low whistle of admiration as he did so. His mansion was so grandly decked out in ornate designs that it looked like it belonged in another realm entirely. The ceilings were vaulted and beamed in gold, and the walls were painted with intricate patterns and frescoes.One wall was even made entirely of glass to allow for a scenic view of the fiery hell landscape below. Lucifer liked to watch the tortured s