Distraction

Coming home from a meeting but his mind split for something is not a pleasant thing. Mars repeatedly has to lose concentration when he even brought the home amount of important documents with him.

Late night, Mars was still working in his office at the penthouse. His insomnia made him awake almost every night. Although he sexually active but most of the time, it could not help him much in his sleeping habit.

He was struggling with insomnia since a teenager when his mother died. He can not sleep at all for days if it is very severe. It is not because he loves his mom that much. There are some holes in his heart towards his parents. They were not such good lovable ones. Therefore he grows up becoming just like what he was a heartless

Not so long after, Caleb gets into his office afterward and sits right in front of him.

"You must sleep, Mars!" Caleb's rebuke begins to worry about Mars his lifestyle changing.

"I can't. This insomnia is killing me" Mars is still reading few documents. He was upset he couldn't entirely focus but was tired but can't be sleepy.

"Can't the pills help you out?"

"I tired of having pills, Caleb. It's going to kill me eventually!" Mars leaned his back on the chair looked at Caleb

"do you get something for me?" Mark added.

"About what?"

"The girl was this afternoon." Caleb nodded.

"I can't find any information about the girl, not a single information about her" Mars squints his forehead. Who is she really, some alien?- he thought.

"It seemed like she is hiding from something; nobody knew who she is."

"You must be kidding me. Is she a terrorist? It's weird!" Caleb shakes his head at Mars' innuendo. Mars then chuckles a little while continuing to think. If Caleb can't find information about the girl, then she's must be unique. But who is she?.

Ig Caleb can't find anything about her; that was something. Caleb is excellent information; he can find anything, although someone hides it in a rabbit hole. He has an excellent source for everything especially looking for information.

"I wonder why she's been hiding for," Caleb added curiously. Mars also thought the same thing. Who would hide someone's identity just like that unless she is a super important person?

"I don't think she's a secret agent Caleb" Caleb nodded to agree. Thus, he stands and puts his booth hands on his pants pockets.

"so, what do you want me to do now?"

"Just forget her, you can go, see you tomorrow" Caleb nodded again and started walking to the door. Mars tried to re-concentrate on his previous work, but he was tired and bored but not sleepy yet. This girl is captivated by his mind and makes him unfocus. It had been a day, and he kept thinking about her eyes and her smell. She had a lovely scent.

"why, am I such a pervert, huh" Mars mumbles and rubs his long thick hair.

So he keeps walking until morning and only got some nap after 4 am.

AFTER A WEEK

Mars King has just closed its last budget meeting with Petrakis' company at King Enterprise. He gave his handshake to the company's leaders and praised each other for things that just bullshit.

If you want to be a successful businessman, The things you must have when dealing with these people were you needed to talk sweet although they were just some lies- that's according to Mars. And that's his expertise as the ultimate and CEO of King Enterprise.

Construction of the massive hotel will begin in a few days, and everything needed is done. But now it's 3 pm, and Mars hasn't even had lunch yet. If to this hour restaurant will only prolong his hunger especially the central traffic of LA is very jammed. And Mars hates it most if it has to drive far.

Out of hunger, Mars is looking for Caleb to take him to lunch by dinner. He walked in and opened the door of his deputy's office.

"Hey Caleb, I'm going to McDonald's. You want to come?" Mars stands at the door. Caleb raises his gaze and shows Mars how many files he needs to clarify before noon. Mars even mockingly chuckled because he is the one who gave the job. Caleb's face is so upset that Mars is relentless and floods him with work and files from the construction of Petrakis' hotels and resorts.

"All right, then I'll just walk!"

"Wait, just take a car, Mars!" Caleb then picks up the B. Veyron key and throws it towards Mars. Mars then snatched it with his left hand and closed Caleb's room door with his right hand. It took 5 minutes to get to the valet parking and get in the car.

Mars took about 15 minutes to enter the parking lot near his King Enterprise office. He decided to dine in or eat inside the restaurant.

Mars King is very famous in LA. Everyone in downtown must know who The Devil of LA is. That's why every time he passes, and people must talk about it. As if he'd care, Mars kept walking in a formal suit as if he were in line when he wasn't.

He should have eaten at a much more expensive restaurant, but according to Mars, fast food is much easier and quicker than eating at the restaurant. It's like not looking after the body, but Mars' physique is very observant.

Mars has been practicing martial arts a bit hard and intense lately. He did that to get tired and sleep, though more often to no avail. But he never did any diet, so it was ok to eat junk foods and a lot of salt.

As the 'King' of the area, people will give him away every time he gets in line. Mars just grinned and walked as if there wasn't any wall. Until he almost got to the front of the counter, a girl turned out to be still standing, and she didn't step aside.

The cashier in front of him already saw Mars staring at him curtly. The cashier also tries asking the girl to move aside, but that little lady didn't even budge. Wait, does Mars ever smell that before? The scent of the girl's hair sniffs in front of him. Mars then frowned and stared back, the girl still waiting for her food order.

Mars begins to grunt angrily, then folds both hands on his chest, and the cashier who sees him tries to ask once more for the girl to shift sideways so Mars can order. But for a second, where did he ever smell it? Mars still thinks until when the girl suddenly turns around. Wait, is he?