The Devilish Billionaire

It was the tallest building in the world.A token of pride to whoever owned it.An industrial empire that stole selfishly in the name of success.A giant that overshadowed its competitors’ comparatively smaller establishments under the risen sun. And everyone knew whose devilish strategies it came from…From the topmost loft of the building stood a man with a glass of red wine in his hand. He was smirking; not at the taste of the fine wine but at the misery of his rivals. “Master Sean, everything happens at your will.” “I know. And that makes everything else boring.”