Levi Santou, the richest CEO in the world, he’s your boss.

It was a Monday morning and you were in your office typing away, suddenly a rough knock on your door. “Who is it?” You called out. “me” his cold raspy deep voice spoke. He opened the door, his toned body leaning against the frame. His muscular arms pressed against the metal, the white button up shirt glued to his skin. He slicked his black and blue hair back, his aqua eyes piercing through the dark.