Chapter 1

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Greg

The name is Greg James Hanson, I am 39 years old, handsome, tall, Broad-shouldered, hazelnut hair, I am just Gorgeous! I may not be 100% Athletic but I'm charming and elegant all the time

I always make sure the wristwatch that I wear is from the most famous international brands, the mobile phone I carry is the latest in technology, the car I drive is one of the most expensive brands of cars, my clothes, and even the belt that I tie around my waist is one of the finest fashion houses

I believe first impressions are important which is why I spend a lot on my clothes and appearance, they are my key to the heart or mind of any person I could target.

I received high education since childhood, because of my love for appearance and distinction, I was always superior to my colleagues. I studied at the most prestigious American universities and obtained a Bachelor's degree in Business Administration. Then completed my master's degree in the same specialty from another reputable university. I speak English, French and German fluently

I am the CEO and Chairman of the Board of Directors of Hanco International Group of Companies, a local company owned by my grandfather, and afterwards inherited by my father who worked on developing it.

My presence in the company was a natural matter because of my first degree kinship with the owners of the company, and I knew that I would inherit everything after my father, as I am his only child.

Since my graduation I have helped my father in almost everything, his meetings, his business trips, and I have been working on his behalf a lot a I started as a company representative and sales manager, I climbed the career hierarchy and reached the top quickly, my intelligence and seizing opportunities helped me in that (in fact, I had my own style of ascending the hierarchy), as I entered the company with my charming smile and artificial manners. I was observing the employees and influencers in the company and studying and analyzing their way of managing, I simulate their behavior, they admired me, I won their confidence and minds. I used to lie a lot to achieve my interests, so I pretended to know things I don't know and doing things that I don't do.

All for the sake of my personal interests and to win the position that I set my eyes on as a goal, I was collecting information from all the influential people in the company, including my father, of course, although I knew that I would get the position of CEO, but I also aspired to reach the position of Chairman of the Board of Directors as well, I am an ambitious man, there are no limits to my ambition, and there is no one who can stand in my way.

My way of working is to surround myself with a group of friends (they think that they are my friendsi, while for me they are just soldiers under my command and puppets I move them however I want to implement my desires and plans, by winning their trust and luring them with money and promises at the beginning and I do get rid of them and destroy them when The interests that bind me to them ends, I manipulate them and steal their efforts and attribute them to myself, in order to gain the trust of the members of the board of directors, the first of whom is my father.

Less than five years after I entered the company, I was able to convince my father to retire and to delude him that the company is in good hands.

I appointed myself as executive director, and I was chosen according to my plan as Chairman of the Board of Directors. Now there is no authority above my authority, no influence above my influence, and no one (never, no one) can confront me and stand in my way.

Immediately after my father's retirement, I made drastic changes to the basic structure of the company. I fired most of the employees that my father considered competent and loyal, and transferred the rest of them to compulsory retirement (I had a big argument with my father at that time, but I won in the end as usual) and appointed my people to replace them (who my father considers them gangsters and perverts.

I don't care what my father thinks, his time is over, his days are over, and now it's my turn, and my era is the era of Greg

And technically, I changed the company's vision to my own, changed the strategic plans, and introduced many new production lines.

After spending some time scanning the target or victim I chose and knowing what its strength and weaknesses are, then start my attack secretly

This is what I've been doing since I was young, I didn't learn it from anyone, I used to do it naturally. I tortured animals until they died in my arms, or when I went hunting with my father on his few vacations outside of work, killing those animals after targeting them in cold blood.

Then I grew up a little and start to hurt the servants and accused them of stealing, and I put my things or valuable family things in their rooms. I was laughing and having fun while I looked at them crying asking for mercy and saying they were wronged

Then I got little older and broke started spread slander among the boys using some boys of course (whom I make them think I'm their friend) so that I remain the most popular and attention in school, and the distinguished students become pariahs, and I remain the strongest

I grew up, and my victims and goals also grew, and the size of the harm and pain I caused them grew.

In my teens, I used to charm girls' hearts, make them fall in love with me, and then abandon them. I loved seeing the pain and confusion in their eyes.

Then I grew more and after I took over the management of the company, I began to destroy the competing companies, either by acquisition or by taking them out of the market.

I always argued with my father after his retirement because he thought my ways were dishonest and crooked, in fact I admit that my father is a good man (he is the exact opposite of me) He was doing all his works in legitimate and noble ways, and this is how my grandfather was before him, so how did I become such a Monster?

Although I consider myself very normal and my behavior does not suffer from any problem but maybe my tendency to hurt others may have been inherited by my mother, in fact, I hate her and I don't remember hating someone in my life that much. I don't actually know her, and I don't remember ever seeing her, I only knew her from the pictures where my father kept some pictures of her to tell me that this is my mother

According to the story of my father, the servants, and everyone who knew her, that she left me with my father after her divorce from him almost immediately after I was born, they say that she did not hold me, did not touch me, and did not even look at me, they say that she was running after the rich, enchanting them with her beauty, marrying them and getting everything she could get, then giving up about them (and this is how she did to my father too) She died when I was 15 years old in a traffic accident with one of her lovers and I never grieved for her. On the contrary, I was happy because whoever left me at last received his punishment

As for my personal life, I married twice. I divorced twice, no children (in fact these two marriages were also my victims, the game of victim and beast is my game)

My first wife was a young woman and the only daughter of a very rich man who died and left her a great fortune. In short, I made her fall in love with me and then I drove her crazy and locked her in a mental hospital, then got all her wealth and divorced her.

My second wife was older than the first one and a respectable business woman, I deceived her with my magic and my sweet words and got a general power of attorney on all her money after she trusted me, then I emptied her bank accounts and divorced her after she went bankrupt

Both of my wives were blonde, this is the type of woman I like the most, I deceived many women in my history in the name of love, I showered them with my generosity and sweet talk, and then abandoned them after I got what I wanted, I enjoyed seeing them heartbroken and lacking confidence in themselves and all men on the planet (Some of them even committed suicide)

There is only one girl I couldn't reach, the only one who didn't care about my magic , my sweet words and confronted me by repulsed, the only one who didn't care about the gentleman's charisma I showed her the only one who didn't care about my money , my successes , my position and my influence, the only one who faced me bravely and spoke to me equally, her name was Linka , A Russian blonde of humble origins, indescribably beautiful, I could almost tell that I had never seen a girl with such beauty in my life, her green eyes as if they were rainforests, her golden blond hair like Wheat spikes, swayed on her shoulders. her curvy figure, her breasts, her waist, all that Awakens the beast within me

I know her several years ago when she volunteered (with her college group) to work in one of the company's factories (when my father was the one who ran the company). She was a trainee for one semester, throughout that period I tried to seduce and manipulate her and I couldn't, she was repulsing me every time and make me look like an idiot

The truth is that there is another reason that I couldn't get it, it's this red-headed guy, (I used to call him spud stuffer) I could see the look he was looking at her all the time, that's something I've never felt in my life and I don't know what it means but I used to see it in the eyes of girls who deceived them, it is simply what is called love.

I couldn't stand this boy and he couldn't stand me either from the beginning, obviously we know that each of us is a threat to the other, he didn't let me be alone with her, protecting her all the time as if he was her bodyguard, And if I talk to her in front of everyone, he remains sullen and tries to stand between us as if he were a first line of defense, despite his young age at the time, he was behaving like a man jealous on his own women, I think he knew what was on my mind and may have seen the predatory look I was staring at Linka

During those three and a half months, I didn't have a chance to be alone with her. Except for one chance

Damn, and I lost it, how stupid I was

I was in my office that night and it was late, when I felt his movement outside, I went out and checked the place and found her in front of me like an angel standing near my door,

I asked her if she would like to grip a pit with me, and she welcomed the idea, we walked along the river for a while, I stood looking at her, the reflection of the moonlight on her eyes made her more beautiful, and her lips sparkled every time she moved them

When I flirted with her beauty she repelled me and changed the subject to other stupid things (She's the first girl to stop me, I've never been repelled by a girl, neither before nor after) Which made my desire for her more burning, I tried to lure her to the bridge where there is no escape for her but my embrace.

I remember that she looked at the water and said to me'' The water is cold. no?''.

We walked a little on the bridge and when I approached her and said to her, "Yes, if you fell in, you may never get out." (I meant to fall between my fangs).

She ran away from me, I tried to catch her but she got away, damn it she's the only girl that got away from me (no one escapes from Greg's claws) I don't know how I didn't run after her, how I let her go, I could catch her easily

Since then, I have been dreaming about it her. several years have passed and Ian still thinking about herm I don't know where she is now? and I don't know how is she is? when she finished her training, she left her university email only. This is of no use to me

This incident I had with her at the bridge I complete it in my dreams, I remember it whenever I see a bridge, whenever a blonde girl dances for me at the nightclub,

In my dreams I hold her to my chest Leave my hands free to roam around her body and explore it feel her breasts against my chest suck nectar of her lips

DAMN, IT WAS SUCH AN OPPORTUNITY

I wish I could meet her again, I wish I could get what I want from her, I wish I could have another chance that fate would give me with her, and if that happens, I won't let her get away this time, I swear and as I promised her, I will fulfill my promise, "If she falls in, she may never get out."

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