Calhoun stood on the balcony as he stared at the city's view. It wasn't really high but it was a good view.The early morning view was magical and wonderful at the same time. It had a calming nature. Today was going to be good and bad for him. He could already feel it.The days were already passing and he hadn't even made a move on Ariana Brown. The woman that filled his thoughts every night. He was unaware of how he was going to get this woman under his fingers. It had come to his knowledge that money wasn't going to woo her.He placed his left hand in his pocket to seek his phone and he found it.The first thing he checked was his G-mail, he refreshed the message and some unimportant message popped up.Some of them were from girls, some of them were from apps, and some were people seeking attention.He exited his Gmail to his Twitter, he checked some tweets about today's rate and stocks. Some of them had decreased and some had increased. His company's Rate was still the highest.He smiled at himself as he stared at his phone. He left Twitter to scroll on his Instagram, he had more than a million messages from girls. He ignored and scrolled a little, he found nothing that interested him.Calhoun placed back his phone in his pocket. He yawned and stretched at the same time. "I feel rusted... A little sport would make me feel better," He said to himself as he walked back inside.He grabbed the phone in the kitchen and called the chef. "Tell one of them to bring me my protein shake," He requested before he dropped the receiver.Calhoun walked to his wardrobe to find his face towel. He found the pink clothing hung on the side.He grabbed it and threw it around his neck. He had his machines placed in her room. Calhoun started with the treadmill, it was after twenty minutes of running that his protein shake came to him.The blonde placed the glass cup on top of his drawer, Calhoun didn't bother as he continued to run.Her face became red as she watch his muscles flex as he ran. It felt like staring at a god.He cleaned his sweat with his towel, The sun had fully risen and its warm rays shone on his body with his sweat making him glisten under its light.It felt like she could look at him forever. She bowed her head when she was done salivating at his body, then walked away. Calhoun was a diamond that everybody would be lucky to have, either male or female. It was just a golden opportunity to be with a god like him.He came down from the treadmill and grabbed the protein shake, he gulped down half of it.He went ahead to lift the weights he had, the process took him up to half an hour. By the time he was done it was already ten in the morning.Today, he had a board meeting and a meeting with the owner of the Brentwood industry.He despised meetings with female owners because they always find a way to push themselves on him.Calhoun walked to the title and had his bath. The chef had already dropped a message that breakfast was ready.He dressed up in his black jacket and its matching pair of turtle neck and it's trousers. Calhoun fully dressed up, leaves his room, and goes downstairs to the dining table to have his breakfast.On the wide rectangular table were three covered plates holding different kinds of feed. He opened the first one and the smell of spinach egg and toast hit his nose. The second one was just pancake and maple syrup, The third one held a bowl of milk and on the side in a mini bowl was cereal.He grabbed the plate of toasts and finished half of it before he gulped it down with cranberry juice.By the time he arrived to work it was already eleven in the morning.He had scheduled the board meeting for nine thirty and this was already Eleven.Calhoun walked inside the building and took his personal elevator.He calmly waited as it ascended. The door opened up when it got to the thirteenth floor, The second to the last floor. The fourteenth floor was where his office was situated and the thirteen floors held the conference room. He held business meetings and negotiations there alongside business partnerships.Calhoun approached the door and he heard murmurs and complaints."Who does he think he is?" A male voice said, Calhoun identified him as Malcolm."We have to find a way to kick him out of that position," He added and the people hesitantly agreed.Calhoun smiled to himself before he barged into the hall. Everywhere and everyone went as silent as a graveyard.He gave a quick glance at Malcolm who refused to look his way."I am sorry for being late, ladies and gentlemen, I had personal issues to deal with" He apologized and Malcolm scoffed."Is anything wrong Malcolm?" He asked as he stared at the middle-aged man "No no, it's fine sir," He replied nervously."Okay, if you insist, Miss Jessica present problems we have had for the past few weeks " Calhoun requested."But before you do, I heard the company suddenly wanted to have a Coup dé E'tat. I presume my prosecutor is Mr. Malcolm," Calhoun said calmly.The old man had already started sweating under his eyelashes. "All in favor of Malcolm taking my place please raise your hands," Calhoun said before he raised his hands.The entire place became more of a graveyard as they stared unmovingly. Not even a single soul raised their hands to support the notion"Those who are against the notion raise your hands," he said as he put his hands down.Immediately everybody in the room raised their hands."Please take it down" he commanded and they obeyed."Miss Jessica please request for Angela to bring in the security to kick this man out."