Nestled within the exclusive spa facility of Synergie Hotel, Caspian decided to have an expensive haircut at its luxurious barbing salon, adorned with soft ambient lighting.As he entered, the soothing music of jazz playing in the background stirred his mood. He was enveloped in the opulent fragrance of sandalwood. Seated on the plush leather chair, the beads of sweat streaming down his body dried up, the surroundings remarkably cool.Noticing that Caspian hadn't summoned their attention, the barbers, immaculately dressed in white uniforms, approached. "Welcome, Master. How can we enhance your grooming experience?"Surfing the Internet on his phone, Caspian replied urgently, "Just a moment, I'm waiting for a friend of mine.""We are expecting him soon," they harmonize their voices, seamlessly continuing their services.Intrigued by Caspian's public presence, the other customers kept their focus on him. They constantly turned their heads, puzzled by his visibility. Some even aimed thei
On-board were two crew members and five mission passengers: Caspian Steele, Jovan, Ethan Steele, and two other billionaires. They embarked on an OceanGate submersible for an $500,000 expedition to the Mariana Trench, specifically to explore the Titanic wreck.Regardless, this submersible is markedly dissimilar to the ones the company made in previous years. Using Caspian's necklaces, they created a superior submersible model. It's not just any design; it's far more luxurious and advanced, boasting Artificial Intelligence and Virtual Reality Tech.The submersible boasts a comprehensive interior featuring, hull monitoring system; a computer system; acoustic sensor; an advanced sonar modem to communicate with the surface; network and WiFi; a nuclear-diamond battery; camera media; navigation controller; satellite phone; the oxygen and carbon dioxide system. Marking the start of its five-hour tour, the submersible gently landed on the ocean's surface at 8:00 am."Yeah, master, I think let
Diana sighed, worry etched on her face. "He's trying to fool me with a fake $10 billion bank credit, thinking it'll fix things between us. Who does that?" she muttered. Ava, Diana's close ally, scoffed, "He's just chasing after rich women to fill his bad nights." "But that won't fix anything. It's likely that he's clinging on to our family to avoid poverty no matter what." Amelia, Diana's mother, added with a relieved sigh. "Caspian's got a mysterious side. He bears both Williams and Steele, and it's confusing. I can't figure him out," Ava admitted. Diana nodded, crossing her legs. "Yeah, I've noticed that too, but those faces look different." Amelia, nervous, agreed, "Exactly!" "The Caspian Steele I knew seemed more troubled and poor than ever," Diana raised her eyebrows. "I heard his name at the World Economic Forum," Ava said, frowning deeply. "Yeah, but no one noticed him there," Diana argued, defending her point. Ava muttered, "Not sure." "Now, Ava, are you saying the po
"Hello, how may I assist you?" the retail manager asked as Caspian stepped into the store and approached her."Yup, I want to buy a phone. And of course, a good brand," Caspian demanded."Alright, sir, we have different brands of high-quality phones; I don't know which one will best meet your preference," the retail manager said."What brands are available?" Caspian asked, his face looking serious."Well, we have G****e, Samsung, iPhone, Huawei, Xiaomi, Motorola, Oppo, Vivo, Tesla, and more. Just to mention a few; I believe you know these are the best exclusive phone brands right now.""Got it! I want the latest Samsung Galaxy Z Fold 6," Caspian requested."Okay, sir, just a moment," the retail manager moved to the shelf to get the product.Olivia Mitchell, the retail manager, scrutinizing Caspian's appearance, taunted, "It costs $2110, but will you be able to afford it? Maybe consider a more affordable and durable brand like Xiaomi or Oppo.""Yes, of course, I know it's costly, and di
"He must be a young elite. The phone is not just an ordinary model," one customer exclaimed, eyeing Caspian's sophisticated phone at the counter."Custom-made? It's directly made by Samsung," another customer chimed in."Aah. They've messed with the unknown. What if he comes to take revenge?" someone speculated."Justified. Assaulting a customer is absurd no matter what happens and when he's willing to pay for the damage," a woman expressed her opinion while a wide murmur invaded the store."If I were in his place, I'd have dealt with them on the spot," someone in the crowd continued, and Mrs. Olivia's hands trembled upon hearing this."He doesn't need to sue them; their company's reputation will pay for their offence," another, among the huge crowd erupted in noise."They'll probably apologize," someone suggested. "Apologize for what? If he takes legal action, will they apologize in court?" a furious voice retorted."This might be my last time buying here," one customer declared, and
"Emily, got a birthday invitation. Dinner is tonight; I'll be back at the hotel after the party," Caspian said, speeding down the highway. "Expecting you, Master," Emily replied. Caspian increased the car's speaker volume. "Jovan, Sylvie Miles' birthday today. Business matters." "More important than the birthday itself," Jovan replied. "Sylvie, daughter of a billionaire politician, my dad's friend. Still good friends after my parents' kidnapping," Caspian explained. "I love spending time with my friends. Business is tedious. You monitor and coordinate the company's activities," Caspian continued as the music crescendoed. "We're there," Jovan said as they approached a luxurious mansion. Caspian applied the brakes, bringing the car to a halt. They entered a beautiful exotic garden, adorned with flowers and shrubs, leading to the mansion. The ballroom glittered with chandeliers, laughter, and clinking glasses. As they slipped into the shadows, Caspian, a secret young billionaire C
Sylvie's voice was a desperate plea, filled with aching desire as she let out a shaky exhale. Her words were like shards of ice, piercing the air between them. "Uh, I need you to make love with me."Caspian recoiled in shock, his eyebrows furrowing in disbelief. "What? Are you serious?"The loud chatter from the nearby house seemed to mock their intimate moment, a sharp contrast to the raw emotions swirling between Sylvie and Caspian."Please, Master Steele," Sylvie's voice cracked as she spoke through gritted teeth, her desperation turning into anger.But Caspian brushed her off, avoiding eye contact and changing the subject. "We'll talk about this later. I have to leave now." He could hear slow footsteps approaching and knew it was Diana, someone he wanted to avoid at all costs."No, you can't just walk away while I'm here," Sylvie pleaded, her eyes boring into Caspian's back."But it's night. Can't you stay? There are plenty of empty rooms in this mansion," Sylvie begged, grasping
Mr Anderson's face twisted in anger as he cursed under his breath. "Uh, it's all my fault!"If only he had known the identity of the man he had embarrassed, the owner of the powerful multi-national Nebulon Conglomerates, he would have held his tongue. But now it was too late, and Mrs. Olivia stood in front of him with a look of terror in her eyes.She fired back at him, her voice trembling with no fear or desperation. "Sir, forget about that; does he have to damage the phone before he pays? He must be dealt with for breaking the ethics of buying and selling. Simply pay, and the purchase becomes yours."Mr Anderson couldn't believe what he was hearing. How could she still be concerned about technicalities when their chance at a mind-boggling $245 million contract was slipping away? But he knew he shouldn't have expected any better from her."It's your fault, Mrs. Olivia," he said glumly, drowning in regret. "I should fire you for making us lose such a valuable deal."Her eyes widened in