Bruno stepped out of his car, his usually composed face filled with signs of exhaustion.

His night had been spent tending to a drunk employee, a task he hadn’t anticipated but felt obligated to handle. 

Also, for some reason he was glad it was him who was there to help her, not some other guy from the company.

As he walked towards his family mansion, he exchanged polite greetings with the security guards and the servants.

He was their favorite person and they ...