#anthony~

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Monsieur Holst appears to look over his shoulder a lot more these days...

Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.

You don’t get to where you are by playing nice, and dare we say that it also applies to Anthony Holst. The man is a business mogul and we all know that some businesses tend to get dirty. 

In fact, there are whispers that the tycoon has built his empire on a pile of bodies and that he sits on a throne of skulls. Whether that’s literal or metaphorical, we can only guess, but with a history as bloody as Monsieur Holst’s, we’d be uneasy too.

[scandalesdeparis]

Who would win in a great car race: Sebastien, Gabriel, Anthony, Arturo, or Dallas?

Listen, love, this is how it’ll go down: 

The race happens before dawn, it’s a short lap from Montparnasse, across the Seine and with the church at the top of Montmartre as the finish line. 

Our racers get ready, but Arturo de Marin is passed out in his room and he never makes it to the meeting point. Anthony Holst, being the busy man that he is, sends someone else to race for him, who in this case is his club bouncer, Dallas Reed. The big man is decked out in gear and is driving one of the mogul’s expensive cars, but it’s a show car so he falls behind  in second place.

Sebastien Dufort works nights, and with his connections, he is able to secure a decent automobile for the race. But exhaustion and a subpar unit takes him out of the race. So that leaves us with Gabriel de Silva. That boy is hell on wheels not just with his critiques but also with his driving, plus he already owns a sports car so it’s an obvious choice.