CHAPTER NO 1 : THE KINGS

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  He was passing through his office corridor. All eyes were fixed on him. His glory had always forced everyone to look at him. He was as always aware of all the looks he was receiving from the people. Some were admiring him, some were desirous looks and some held longing. Some were full of liking and some were full of envy.

But he didn't care. With his personality and intelligence he had always been the centre of attraction.
As soon as he stepped inside his office his secretary came running behind him . His secretary was a middle aged man. He never preferred woman near him. They kept on throwing themselves at him . On his one look , woman were ready to warm his bed. But he didn't like to use women for his guilty pleasure. His family norms and morals never allowed him to do that.

Surely ,he had been with woman but that had always been relationships. In which he shared money and woman their body. Because love and romance was never his thing. Some left him for his cold behaviour. And some he left because of their cliché behaviour.
Mostly , they were gold diggers because beauty was always second preference in humans demands list.

The last woman he had been with was Bianca who was the Victoria secret model. She cheated on him. He was never been betrayed before so this affected him. He was cheated on by the woman who said and pretended to love her. He never loved her and never intended to but he was sincere. He was ready to ask her to get married . His mother and grandmother never liked her and guess what they were right.

But after she broke his trust ,he never got in another relationship. It was now 5 months. Another reason was his father's poor health which shifted all the business responsibilities on his shoulders. He had hectic schedule. He didn't even visit his family in all these months.

He dismissed his secretary after listening to his schedule. Finally ,he was having some free time . He would visit his family this weekend.
Before he could know ,it was lunch time . His phone started ringing. A smile adorned his face looking at the caller ID .

   "Good Afternoon,grandpa." His tone was not regular one, neither cold nor arrogant. It was humble.
    "Good afternoon dear grandson." The King's were only sweet for their own friends and family.
"Actually I want you to give us a visit this week. And no more ... excuses. Your mother and grandmother are missing you." His grandfather said.
"of course, I am free. I will come in the Saturday evening." He replied. After discussing few business matters ,he cut the call.

He was the only heir of the king's and hence was treated like a king. He ruled the land people called, Florida. He always knew that he was the sole owner of king's empire so he never got involved in anything else than business. The attitude and looks he got , was hereditary. With 6 feet and 4 inches height, green-blue eyes and dark brown hair on fair skin, he had all the women weak on knees.

Before he could know , Saturday arrived and he was driving towards his family's mansion. He Parked the car and handed the keys to the butler. "my boy" His father hugged him first. His mother cried after seeing him and so did his grandmother.
"Good evening grandpa"  he loved his family but his grandfather had always been his ideal. They were talking in the lounge when his mother told them that dinner was ready.

   All his favourite dishes were served in the dinner.

"Salvatore's second grandson is getting married next month. You will also come with us this time to Italy. I want you to meet my best friend. Manage it." His grandfather ordered. "Yeah , Adriano is a lucky man. His both sons will be married and here I think I will die without seeing my son's marriage." His father gave his remarks.
"Dad please." He pleaded not liking the topic.
The Salvatore were there family friends. He had only met the grandfather and elder grandson of the family. But his family loves them.
Alvaro Salvatore, was about his age . So they did talk about business. They both had common views. Beside that he didn't know any other person from that family.
"Your father is right" his grandmother said. He sighed. "we will talk later about this later. I am busy now-a-days" he said and stood up. "I am tired so good night. " He said smiling and left for his room.

His Room was same as his personality. With grey and black walls and dark furniture the huge room screamed authority. He went to change and slept peacefully after so long knowing that many girls were dreaming of him but he cared less.

       He was ZANDER KING. 

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