“How can this happen!” the man growled in anger. His fury was palpable throughout the building of one of his majestic homes.

The men standing guard in front of the study door dared not ventured in when he was like that. Not unless they wanted to lose their life.

He swept his hand through the contents on his table, stationaries and clutters tumbled to the floor and a loud crash resounded when he tossed the snifter in his hand at the antique mirror above the mantle.

“This is unacceptable!” he shouted “Nobody! Nobody deserved it more than I do! Nobody would take it away from me!” he roared and frissons of fear trickled down the spine of all that could hear him.

He calmed himself down and smiled sinisterly. He shouldn’t agitate himself so. He thought as he sat back in his high-backed chair in the dimly-lit room. The maids knew better than to keep the room otherwise.

The dimness of the room made it so much better when he put on his favourite images and motion pictures. The dimness of t