September 2007, New York Richard Underhill sat in his office with his focus on the stock market. It looked good, and much of his investment grew slowly and steadily each day. But Richard had learned to have ice in his stomach over the years since it was easy to sell when the market dropped in fear of losing money, but very often, it would be temporary, and it would rise and pay out later on. Richard logged off the computer and decided to quit for the day and call his friend, Parker, and grab a drink instead in the beautiful weather outside. Richard closed down his office, which he rented in an enormous sky scrape on the thirty-eighth floor of a company that rented out storage space and offices for small companies and one man's company as for himself. Richard Underhill was the CEO of his business, R. Underhill Incorporated Company, aka RUIC! And he had just reached one of his life goals: closing a hundred million dollars, and he had done it all by himself while trusting his abil
Richard looked at the letter and placed it beside the box to see what else was in it. He lifted the silk cloth and saw a black eye mask in the form of two wings and a phone lying on a bed of black velvet. He grabbed the phone, and the screen was lit on the ignition. "Call this number within 24 hours when you have decided on further information." Richard readout and saw that just one number was on the contact list.Richard sighed and poured himself a glass of whiskey. This was crazy. Why would they invite him to that club? And what's so special about making it such a unique place? Richard had a lot on his mind. Still, he could sense that it had aroused his curiosity.And who is Mr. Verlich? Richard sipped the whisky on his way to his balcony and lit a cigarette. The lady said he shouldn't talk about it, and the letter said the same thing: Top-class, high-end. Richard was intrigued. But how would he know whether it was valid? It could also be a fraud.Richard debated with himself throug
"Who's the new guy," Candice asked Leonora, sipping on a glass of champagne. "You mean that young, handsome man standing with Ava, looking at you!" Leonara laughed as she shook her head, "Yes," Candice replied and held her focus on Leonora."Honestly, I don't know. I only know that he is some big-shot investment man," Candice bit her lip, "Oh, okay."She sipped on her champagne and glanced in his direction occasionally. Candice was blown away by confinement.She had never reacted the way she did when their eyes met moments ago, and that scared her.And here she stood with feelings running wild within her, feelings she thought she had lost connection with a long time ago. That man was dangerous, and she needed to stay guarded. She knew she needed to protect her heart at all costs."Candice, you are wanted in the golden room and paid for until closing," Ana said, and Candice's jaw dropped. "But that's millions of dollars. Who did that?""One of the new gentlemen, Mr. Underhill. He was ve
"Is he going to kiss me?" Candice thought before she immediately withdrew. "What are you doing?" She whispered and took a step back. "Something I have wanted to do since I first saw you!" Richard mumbles and reaches out his hand to grip her chin. "I don't think so," Candice uttered, irritated, while she pushed his hand away."This is against the rules," She uttered hesitantly, and Richard sighed, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. Can I buy you dinner as an apology?" Richard mused with a smile, "I'm sorry, but I can't go out with a customer outside the club; it's also against the rules," Candice replied, and Richard raised his eyebrows. "But what if it is on a friendly term?" Candice smiled and turned away. "It doesn't work like that, I'm afraid." Richard was getting impatient, "So then I have to continue to come back and buy your company?" He asked, and Candice felt her heart skip a beat."This, all of this," Candice said, reaching out her arms and spinning around, "This is al
A week later. Richard unlocked the door to his new penthouse and let the movers inside. This past week had felt like the most prolonged wait for him, and he had hurried along the papers for the penthouse to be in order.Last week when he spotted her through the elevator, he had spent the following days researching the building and the residents, but he had yet to come across her name. Was she maybe staying with someone? A boyfriend? No. Richard refused to accept that she might be unavailable to him. "We have carried in everything from the truck, sir. Was there anything else?" One of the movers asked and brought Richard out of his thoughts."No, thank you. Here, take this," Richard said, reaching the man one hundred dollar bill. "Thank you, sir," The man said and took the money. The movers left the apartment, and Richard began unboxing his stuff. Candice left the shower and twirled a towel around her chest when she heard the doorbell ring. "Who could that be?" She mumbled and went
A week later. Richard unlocked the door to his new penthouse and let the movers inside. This past week had felt like the most prolonged wait for him, and he had hurried along the papers for the penthouse to be in order.Last week when he spotted her through the elevator, he had spent the following days researching the building and the residents, but he had yet to come across her name. Was she maybe staying with someone? A boyfriend? No. Richard refused to accept that she might be unavailable to him. "We have carried in everything from the truck, sir. Was there anything else?" One of the movers asked and brought Richard out of his thoughts."No, thank you. Here, take this," Richard said, reaching the man one hundred dollar bill. "Thank you, sir," The man said and took the money. The movers left the apartment, and Richard began unboxing his stuff. Candice left the shower and twirled a towel around her chest when she heard the doorbell ring. "Who could that be?" She mumbled and went
"Is he going to kiss me?" Candice thought before she immediately withdrew. "What are you doing?" She whispered and took a step back. "Something I have wanted to do since I first saw you!" Richard mumbles and reaches out his hand to grip her chin. "I don't think so," Candice uttered, irritated, while she pushed his hand away."This is against the rules," She uttered hesitantly, and Richard sighed, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. Can I buy you dinner as an apology?" Richard mused with a smile, "I'm sorry, but I can't go out with a customer outside the club; it's also against the rules," Candice replied, and Richard raised his eyebrows. "But what if it is on a friendly term?" Candice smiled and turned away. "It doesn't work like that, I'm afraid." Richard was getting impatient, "So then I have to continue to come back and buy your company?" He asked, and Candice felt her heart skip a beat."This, all of this," Candice said, reaching out her arms and spinning around, "This is al
"Who's the new guy," Candice asked Leonora, sipping on a glass of champagne. "You mean that young, handsome man standing with Ava, looking at you!" Leonara laughed as she shook her head, "Yes," Candice replied and held her focus on Leonora."Honestly, I don't know. I only know that he is some big-shot investment man," Candice bit her lip, "Oh, okay."She sipped on her champagne and glanced in his direction occasionally. Candice was blown away by confinement.She had never reacted the way she did when their eyes met moments ago, and that scared her.And here she stood with feelings running wild within her, feelings she thought she had lost connection with a long time ago. That man was dangerous, and she needed to stay guarded. She knew she needed to protect her heart at all costs."Candice, you are wanted in the golden room and paid for until closing," Ana said, and Candice's jaw dropped. "But that's millions of dollars. Who did that?""One of the new gentlemen, Mr. Underhill. He was ve
Richard looked at the letter and placed it beside the box to see what else was in it. He lifted the silk cloth and saw a black eye mask in the form of two wings and a phone lying on a bed of black velvet. He grabbed the phone, and the screen was lit on the ignition. "Call this number within 24 hours when you have decided on further information." Richard readout and saw that just one number was on the contact list.Richard sighed and poured himself a glass of whiskey. This was crazy. Why would they invite him to that club? And what's so special about making it such a unique place? Richard had a lot on his mind. Still, he could sense that it had aroused his curiosity.And who is Mr. Verlich? Richard sipped the whisky on his way to his balcony and lit a cigarette. The lady said he shouldn't talk about it, and the letter said the same thing: Top-class, high-end. Richard was intrigued. But how would he know whether it was valid? It could also be a fraud.Richard debated with himself throug
September 2007, New York Richard Underhill sat in his office with his focus on the stock market. It looked good, and much of his investment grew slowly and steadily each day. But Richard had learned to have ice in his stomach over the years since it was easy to sell when the market dropped in fear of losing money, but very often, it would be temporary, and it would rise and pay out later on. Richard logged off the computer and decided to quit for the day and call his friend, Parker, and grab a drink instead in the beautiful weather outside. Richard closed down his office, which he rented in an enormous sky scrape on the thirty-eighth floor of a company that rented out storage space and offices for small companies and one man's company as for himself. Richard Underhill was the CEO of his business, R. Underhill Incorporated Company, aka RUIC! And he had just reached one of his life goals: closing a hundred million dollars, and he had done it all by himself while trusting his abil
Back Story. Richard Underhill was the new topic of conversation in New York. No one could escape the fact that the 25-year-old man was turning over a hundred million dollars in stockpiles. The young risk capitalist had an extremely successful year, and he had doubled his fortune within six months. Richard was the handsome, mysterious underdog with black hair and gray eyes that came from nothing and made a name for himself. He's tall, strong, and sharp, and many women had their eyes fixed upon him. But the life of Richard had not been the easiest. His parent's marriage was collapsing in his first years of life. And his mother, Ana, and father Nicolas were ready to divorce when Richard was three years old, but the young couple decided to remain together for the sake of their child. A decision that ended up in secret affairs behind each other's back throughout Richard's childhood, causing endless nights of fighting behind closed doors, and an anxious young Richard standing outside,