In a lavish office situated on the 44th floor of a building sat a man in the president's chair.  Outside the office there was an eerie silence, not a single soul in sight as the office hours had been over long before. It was quiet inside, except for the tapping sound of typing coming from the laptop. He was going through all the emails that required his attention. 

The office had a touch of modern architecture but it was pretty much dull to the eyes with all the shades of grey paired with black and white. One could see the entire skyline of Berlin at his back through the French floor to ceiling glass windows. He raised his left hand to reach for the coffee mug while typing with his right. Blowing on the coffee, he took a few sips, the coffee running down his throat easing his tense mind. After a while, he was finally done replying to all the emails that needed his attention. He breathed out a long sigh while massaging the space between his brows with his right hand. 

He took a glance at the metal analog wall clock, realizing that it was already midnight, he decided to give his personal assistant a call to make sure that there was nothing which needed his attention urgently. Reaching for his phone, he stopped midway, smacking himself on his right temple for how he could forget that she had resigned a day before as she was getting married in a few days. He has asked her to stay back as she was good at doing her job only to be declined. 

"I want to spend the rest of my life with the love of my life. If I continue with the job, I won't be able to give my family time properly. I am thankful to you for your guidance and help Sir. You helped me when I needed it the most. But I am sorry Sir!", she had replied to him when he had asked her to stay back.

He heaved another sigh thinking about it. Turning his swiveling chair around, he looked at the skyline. He could only see a faint outline of some buildings as most of the lights were switched off. It was a cloudless night. One could see the stars clearly, shining in the distance. It was a full moon tonight. His gaze deepened looking at it, thinking how it stood out among the sea of stars all alone.

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The moon reminded him of his own self. Both of them had no one to depend on, but still they had to come out of their hiding places each day. They had to face the world whether they like it or not. And both of them were alone, on their own in this big world.

Glancing at the clock once again, he decided to head back to his house. He never called it a home for he thought that it was just a bunch of walls with all the requirements one would need to spend his daily life. He came out of the office and headed down to the parking lot using his personal elevator. Other than the security guards, there was no one else in sight. He walked to his own parking place, got in his Audi A8 and drove back to his place. 

He was greeted by his butler as he entered the place. He only nodded back to the old butler in response as he continued walking to his room on the first floor, only to be stopped by the butler.

"Young Master, would you like to have something for dinner?"

"No. I am not hungry.", he replied without stopping in his tracks.

Once inside his room, he took off his coat, throwing it in the laundry basket, which was followed by his tie and shirt. He walked into his bathroom, getting rid of the remaining clothes, he stepped into the showering area which was made of frosted glass. Washing off the entire day’s tiredness, he stepped out taking a white towel from the rack, wrapped it around his waist. He took another one, drying his hairs on his way out. He walked into his walk-in closet, took out a pair of shorts and a night robe, both in black. He glanced at his reflection in the mirror, only to find a man with slightly bronzed muscular body, a chiseled face with no stubble and deep gray eyes, and a head full of black, silky hairs which were still a bit wet staring back at him. 

After changing into his shorts and robe, he went to bed. Thinking about the things which he had to deal with the next day. The most important was going through the interviews of a number of potential candidates, one of them would be selected as his new secretary. His previous secretary has already dealt with the initial stages, eliminating the majority of the less qualified candidates. 

He was thankful to her for her hard work, even in the last days before leaving. Finally deciding to close his eyes, he drifted off to his dreamland.