Chapter 39 I Call The Shots

• The morning sun streamed through the skylight and into the room.
• Victor opened his eyes and stretched leisurely, then pressed a button at the head of the bed. The automated shades across the window immediately slid open. Glancing at his watch, he noted that it was 8 a.m.
• After washing up and getting dressed, he made his way to the gazebo in the garden, where the chef prepared breakfast for him. The household servants, his personal stylist, the butler, and the live-in nanny stood by attentively...