Thread: Windsor Empire (Benthicdreamer x Poppy)

Paradisio was considered to be a city on the cutting edge of technology. It was a metropolis, with skyscrapers that touched the heavens, and crime lords that gladly scraped the bottom. And the Windsor Family happened to be the richest in the city. They had their hands in everything, from politics to banking. They were responsible for the city managing to hum along at the pace it did, funding scientific advancements that would keep the city at the forefront of technology. Arthur Windsor was the patriarch of the Windsor family. His wife was long deceased, bringing his sole child into this world. For all of the money he spent on scientific advancement, he couldnt save his beloved wife from bleeding out on the operating table. To say that Miria Windsor was his pride and joy would be a vast understatement. He kept her at home to be privately tutored, while children of his peers were sent away to the best and fanciest boarding schools. He instead considered his daughter to be an investment in the future, his living legacy. After all, one day, she would be the one in charge of the Windsor empire. And he needed Miria to have a good head on her shoulders for the day that came. Miria was beautiful, looking so much like her mother save for her pale green eyes. That was the sole trait she shared with her father. She even had her mothers trait of silver grey hair, having the color ever since the day she was born. Not to mention the same placement of a mole on her chin, underneath the corner of her bottom lip. Arthur spoiled his daughter as much as possible, finding that she had an affinity for jewelry. At every available turn, he was certain to lavish her with expensive trinkets. He couldnt help it, loving the way her eyes would light up and sparkle at the sight of every shiny new item. But somehow, she kept a level head, never turning into the stereotypical spoiled rich princess, like so many of her friends. It was hard to call them friends, as they were just children of her fathers peers. But they were the only thing she could consider for friends until she would be older. Many people attributed her good behavior to the fact that Arthur Windsor ensured that his daughter was as involved in his philanthropic work as he was. She volunteered her time and skills for the needy, as did her father, wanting to set a good example. At Mirias begging, he allowed her to go to a college, to finally experience education among her peers. She was considered the brightest student of her graduating class, becoming the valedictorian. At her fathers urging, she took business management, as that would be her job one day. Even though she wanted to become a thespian, she knew that there was a family legacy to uphold. So her dreams of the stage would have to be placed on hold. Upon graduation, she was given a year of fully-paid travel around the world, in order to help her with any wanderlust she may have developed through the years. But she returned early, wanting to be close to her father and help him with the family business. It was decided that she would take over the leadership of the Windsor Financial Company. They ran the majority of the banks in Paradisio, and made investment decisions for the many various organizations under the Windsor family name. The Windsor family also knew how important it was to invest in the future. Plenty of future talent that could prove very beneficial in the company might be passed over if it wasnt for their numerous internship positions and scholarships. They gave grants as well to up and coming businesses, especially ones focused on making the world a better place. It seemed that her father finally thought that she was prepared to take an intern under her wing, thinking it would be beneficial. Sometimes a lesson stuck better when teaching another person, after all. So it was decided that she would take a younger applicant, who seemed to be the brightest out of the selection of applications. Miria was waiting in her office for her intern to show up, knowing that her mousy secretary outside her spacious corner office would be more than willing to let him in. Her secretary was ditzy and accident prone, but at least she was cute. She was a plus sized girl that always wore the cutest dresses, as if she forgot that she worked at a prestigious investment firm. Mirias office was decorated in the latest style, mostly marble, gold and onyx. Her office was as large as most peoples apartments, with her desk in the center back along with a table to have more informal meetings to the front of the room. A leather couch was on the other side of the door, if she ever wanted a chance to stretch out and take a break. She was dressed to the nines, wearing as much jewelry as she could manage without looking gaudy. Arthur typically gifted her with emeralds and diamonds, set in gold. She wore a white blouse, that was cut so low in the front that it stopped right above under her cleavage. Her decolletage was front and center, thanks to her trusty push up bra. She was certainly gifted in the breast size department, not really needing a push up bra. But the lacy bra helped to make the girls look even better. She wore a black high waist-ed skirt, with diamond buttons running down the side of her hip. This was finished off with designer high heels, drenched in emeralds and gold. Miria wore multiple necklaces, rings and bracelets. She had to wear a pair of thin, rimless glasses, something that she required when starting college. It helped her to read better. After a while of reading over reports from the weekend shifts, there was a knock at her door. Her secretary buzzed over the intercom on her phone, announcing the arrival of her intern. Miria got to her feet, heels clicking on the marble flooring as she smoothed out her designer clothing. A pleasant smile was on the 30 year olds face as she walked around her desk in order to greet her intern.