Hans Westergaard // Twenty-Six // Human // Influencer
Growing up with twelve older brothers meant Hans was last in line for everything. That included the hoards of wealth his family had. Coming from a royal bloodline was one thing but the fortune it brought was another. Hans thought from a young age he would have it all and there was nothing that could stop him. Adulthood was a cruel reality awakener though and Hans didn’t like it one bit. He was not a responsible person, having everyone always have done everything for him his whole life.
Finding out his trust fund was a lot less than he had anticipated was a huge blow for Hans. He was not a working man. He wanted the world to know his face without lifting a single finger. And so they would. He had to put some work into it but having a naturally pretty face did help when he began posting content online. A few pictures of a trip to the coffee shop on instagram is more than enough to pay his bills now. He has a great following, countless fans, but he wants more. He wants to never have to lift a finger and for everyone to bow in his presence.
Hans is the most fake bitch you will ever meet. He’s cruel, calculative, a master manipulator, and as greedy and selfish as they come. However, Hans puts on a great facade and manages to win over most people to his gain.
Hans played the role of an online influencer well. It didn’t take much work, but…well, he wanted less. There was a key plan Hans had in place by the time his mid twenties arrived and it was to marry rich. Simple as that. If he was making loads now imagine what he could make with a pretty wife on his arm.
Anna Arikoğlu was the perfect opportunity at that. She was as dumb and naive as they came and Hans was certain he could woo her over and then, well, he’d get her out of the picture one way or another to inherit her wealth.
Hans lives in a penthouse because of course he does. He’s a spoiled brat and has been his whole life so he onlys wants the best of everything, that includes where he lives. The entire place is lavishly furnished and decorated, not that Hans cared much. He just paid to have it designed and furnished to his liking so it looked appealing and practically screamed wealth in your face. He’s the type to flaunt and the first impression he wants someone to have when they walk in his home is that he’s both rich and stylish.
His closets (yes plural) are filled ceiling to floor with every clothing item, shoe, belt, etc one can imagine. He only wears designer clothes and wouldn’t be caught dead wearing something off brand. He wouldn’t ever want to seem ‘poor.’
Hans is not a compassionate person. The closest thing to compassion he ever experienced was from his mother, but it would never be enough to melt his icy heart. He doesn’t care if someone is struggling or there was an animal on the side of the road. He doesn’t have it in his heart to care.
That being said, Hans is very dismissive of people he thinks aren’t worth his time. He will simply shoo them away or tell them to fuck off. He only keeps company around that are worth his time and money. He acts very generous in public like paying for the ridiculously charged VIP bar tab when out with friends or sending a high end car to pick up a date. He’s arrived for a night out in a limo just to make an entrance before!
Being a rich playboy meant a lot of parties and hookups for Hans. What did he have to lose? It’s just a part of the lifestyle, he always tells himself. Hans is very suave when it comes to the ladies. He has no shame in flirting and making the first move.
