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
The sun is barely peeking over the horizon, casting its warm, golden light on the rolling hills and lush, green fields. The air is crisp and fresh, the morning dew still clinging to the blades of grass and flowers. The estate is quiet save for the gentle hum of nature all around.As Welbeck approaches the estate, he can see the grandeur and scale of the estate. The rolling parkland stretches out before him, hundreds of acres filled with trees, perfectly manicured green spaces, and expansive lawns. In the distance, he can catch a glimpse of the stately Welbeck, with its centuries-old architecture and regal presence.As he enters through the gates, he is greeted by the sight of grandeur and luxury. The long, sweeping driveways lead him to his destination, with perfectly tended gardens and fountains on either side. The estate is dotted with exquisite fountains and sculptures, each one adding to the beauty and grandeur of the surroundings.As he makes his way toward his office, he pass
Secretly A Quadrillionaire Boss Welbeck woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside his bedroom window. He yawned and rubbed his eyes, trying to remember what had happened the previous night. As he got out of bed, he noticed that his fiancé, Keira, was already awake and sitting at their dining table."Good morning, Em," Welbeck greeted her hesitantly. "I had the weirdest dream last night. Do you want to hear about it?""Of course I do," Keira replied, smiling encouragingly.Welbeck took a seat next to her and started to recount his dream. In it, he was walking through a forest when he suddenly came across a group of animals. They had gathered around a large tree and were staring at a small bird that had fallen out of its nest. Welbeck tried to help the bird, but the animals warned him not to touch it, as it was cursed.He knew what he wanted to say but he changed the dream and made a smart view of what he experienced in his journey to the village.As he finished telling the stor
As a young man, Welbeck never thought he'd end up marrying into the Smith family, the wealthiest family in the world. But after falling in love with their daughter, Keira, he found himself swept up in the world of the uber-rich.At first, Welbeck struggled with the lavish lifestyle of the Arnault family. He came from humble beginnings and was uncomfortable with the idea of living a life of excess. But as Keira's fiancé, he soon found himself embracing their opulent lifestyle.It wasn't until he started working for Keira's father, the powerful trillionaire Bernard Smith, that Welbeck truly realized just how much power and influence the Smith family had. As Bernard's right-hand man, Welbeck learned about the intricate workings of the family's vast empire.At first, he was intimidated by Bernard's wealth and control. But as he gained more experience, he began to realize that the family's power wasn't just about money – it was about their ability to change the world for the better.With