Bored Billionaire Love Story #StaryWritingAcademyIII
Updated at Dec 8, 2023, 17:06
Mike escorted me from my room going to the huge veranda overlooking the gigantic receiving area for our guests. The scene was so panoramic, grandeur, and elegant. Even I couldn't decipher my true feeling about my status as a billionaire.
I looked down at the guests who stared and applause when I raised my right hand to them waving. I am not an actor in the movie; especially in the opera house, but I had the charisma to tumble them down through my antics. I used this before and it's needed now.
Two beautifully sculptured stair railings are built for this purpose which made my entrance a dramatic one.
Cameras and videos of different brands started to blind my vision. It hurts. I knew it. I continued my everlasting smile to them descending from the stairs together with Mike and the guards. I don't like it this way, it's like I'm a prisoner!
I remembered those times when Ayah Isabel and I were walking from West Avenue, Quezon City up to Luneta Park to discover something beautiful about Manila. Those were the days...those struggling moments of our lives...those stairways to my life...alone.
I couldn't believe that Danielle contributed so much to my life ever since I was a struggling student; a nobody from the province of Negros Occidental, a trying hard person with lots of dreams, a dreamer, but now, I wanted Danielle to kill the dreamer....to erase those dreams as a payout.
I slowly went up the stage escorted by Mike Luna and the guards. I sat on the chair while Mike delivered his speech at the opening ceremony. While sitting, I observed my guests sitting at their respective tables; buzzing and talking which made the area like an astrodome. Media people were moving from one place to the other to get close-up footage of me and the activities.
At a table near the stage, I noticed Danielle and Roger were having their time chatting with each other or discussing their strategy for the job. I don't know, but all I knew was Danielle wanted the job so much, to pin me down. I saw it in her eyes when I focused my sight on her.
I liked what I saw in her eyes; her motivation to play this game.
At last, I stood behind the rostrum where I received a standing ovation for my guests. I waved my right hand, they stopped buzzing and I spoke my first words.
"Good morning people....thank you for coming and I am really glad your presence here today," I suddenly shouted, "Game FX!!" Everybody stood up and shouted; "Game FX" too, clapping their hands to the highest level. I raised my right hand again to silence them. It added to my ego to know that I can command them this way.
"Today, it's the starting point of the Game FX, truthfully, a large sum of money at stake and the danger that comes with it. But this is my decision... it's final. The agreement was approved by the two hitmen. Truly, I think you know them too. Enjoy your food and drinks...All the guests will receive an envelope courtesy of my kindness to mankind. Mike will be in charge of this gift."
"Right now, I'm ready to answer your queries," I said with conviction in my voice, the power of being a Billionaire and a spy.