Lon Men

Part 1

Nothing to complicated, the most important has been said the meeting has conclude that the building would be number one for transmission over different " companies", you are going to ask what transmission?
Data, millions if it's not billions of personal data passes through the giant building.
Let's be honest nothing there is about loyalty or following what the laws wants, everything has been discussed and things end up in a weird silent, only one men stood up breaking this silent with the noise of his movement.
He turns his heavy body toward that big door while walking slowly, the building was entirely his.
Everybody has to look away or pretend to do something, the rule, never look at him for too long or worst staring straight into his eyes. He hates that, that men put this rule without even said it or write it, people did it like a reflex.
That small human have to protect themselves from danger and he was the danger.
Nobody saw him with the same clothes twice, or even with the same pair of shoes.
His body was just all muscle always stiff with big arms and large shoulders maybe because of all the things he cary is all the money in the world in his bank account.
Always have a good haircut, smelling like heaven and having the smoothest skin, this is what this men is without even trying.
Women's preach him like a fallen angel with just a little issue with his behaviour towards them.
Nothing to worry about for them just a men a real one a little bit hard on them but it's acceptable, for him women are just holes where he put his devolution in, once or two in the month.
Hard to hear that.
Never been in a relationship, loves to dominate the world, he's always alone in every situation.
He doesn't like company or help, his gaze is most of the time empty trying to find a light that will keep him alive much longer.
Life for him is just making money having a giant house filled with only the noise of his step when he comes home late.
A house that never knew much of what the warmth of a women cooking for him, or the noise of the tv on the evening, the smell of him was everywhere even tho he was most of the time not there. This house only knows him and his coldness and heavy breath of desperation at night when everybody is asleep or laughing with friends,family, lover.
The men was alone in front of everyone but he was the most powerful one.
He never ask questions he just know what he need and what he need is only cruelty, money, loneliness and heartache.

This is the story of this men name...we don't know yet maybe he will tell us.
Or tell her.