Chapter 5: The Demon
"Brace yourselves. The demon is here." A message popped onto the company's chat, and immediately, the atmosphere changed.
"Things don't look good. Let's hope that he doesn't freeze any of us today," one employee muttered anxiously.
As Demetri Frost entered the large building, his mere presence sent a ripple of tension through the air. With his dark hair slicked back and his tall, imposing frame, he exuded an aura of authority that demanded respect.
However, it wasn't just his appearance that earned him the moniker "demon" among his subordinates; it was his reputation for ruthless business practices that had everyone treading carefully around him. The Demon's impact on global businesses was profound, and his influence was unmatched.
As soon as Demetri stepped foot in the office, the atmosphere shifted. The hustle and bustle of the workplace seemed to quiet down as employees buried their noses in their work, not daring to give even the slightest hint of idleness.
Passing by the corridor, people would bend at ninety degrees, greeting him with forced cheerfulness, "Good morning, Chairman Frost." Yet, Demetri merely acknowledged them with a curt nod, not bothering to reciprocate their pleasantries.
Demetri had never been approachable, but today his mood was especially foul as he marched towards his office. No one in the world had the power to blackmail him, except his grandfather.
Usually, the old man did not have to resort to underhanded tactics, as Demetri was more than happy to indulge him. After all, the man had single-handedly raised him and his brothers over the years. But last night, the man had crossed all limits. He dared to threaten Demetri to get married.
As he reached the top floor where a few directors awaited him, he walked past them, sitting down and waiting for them to report.