Billionaire by Chance

The Cool Family

Damien keeps telling me stories about Drake when he was little and all the evil things he did to Damien. It’s so bad that I even start to feel protective towards my new cousin. And it makes me hate Drake even more.

I don't understand how it's possible for a person to grow up to be such a fücking ässhole and no one does anything about it. When I was a little rebellious, my mother would give me a smack in the head and then she’ll make sure I was behaving well. Maybe it was really stupid the things I was doing, just dumb childish shenanigans here and there, but she still made sure I was being a good person. How come no one did that for Derek!

What if I had grown up being raised next to Derek as his real brother? Would I have been as much of a son of a bïtch as he is or would I have grown up to be a good person? That's a little too scientific for me to know for sure, but it's something I'm interested to know.

Over the years whenever I watched the Dell's lives I always pathetically wanted to be a part of them. They always looked so perfect that I couldn't help but want to be a part of their perfect little world.

Now I'm not so sure. Although who knows, honestly.

Damien grew up with them and maybe he's a little reckless and annoying, but he seems like a good person. At least that's one person they didn't screw over. And I seriously hope I'm not making a mistake with him and he ends up being a lizard who betrays me.

All the things my cousin asked for arrive, all the sushi rolls and other various things that I cannot identify. He makes me taste everything, even though at first I'm a little grossed out by the texture of the raw seafood, I start to like it a while later.

"So, do you have a girlfriend?" Damien asks as I'm munching on an egg roll. My cousin looks deeply at me once again, "You're quite handsome, I'm sure you have someone. Or maybe a boyfriend? Do you like men? Do you like… me?"

His last question makes me choke up what I was swallowing, making him laugh once again. This guy is always laughing, which is...it's funny. I like him. When he's not asking weird questions.

"First, you're my cousin, that’s gross. Second, I don't like men. And third, I don't have a girlfriend."

"We literally just met and we don't even share a last name," he rolls his eyes but drops his weird seductive look to continue eating like it's nothing, "But I am surprised you don't have anyone. A guy this good looking and recently a millionaire? It surprises me to no end. Trust me, LA girls are constantly on the hunt for someone like you.”

"I guess it's because I don't know much people. I haven't made any friends and I don't go out much," I admit and Damien's eyes widen as if an idea just came into his brain, "But... I have two girls I'm talking to. One of them I met online and the other one I just met yesterday. She's... she's really out of my league."

"I don't think so, I think you're still thinking like a poor man," he says, unapologetically, "As a rich man, there’s no one out of your league, Adrien. You're the league now. All you have to do is start believing it. But tell me a little bit about this girl, what makes you think she's so impossible?"

"Just... just all of her," I blurt out, shrugging and remembering Viktoria, "She's Russian. Beautiful. Tall. Clearly smart. I don't know, she just looks untouchable."

"And the other girl?"

"Tamara. She's more attainable I think, but she doesn't live here. She's nice and pretty, I like talking to her. Last night we did something... sëxual. And now I feel a little guilty about still talking to Viktoria."

"Oh, darling," he coos with a sneer on his face before laughing, "Totally uncorrupted, you're really a breath of fresh air. Just keep talking to both of them, you're just getting to know them, they're not your girlfriends. There's nothing to feel guilty about. They're probably both talking to other guys too."

"Yeah. You're right."

"So, I have an idea. Leaving these two girls aside, you should go out with me and meet my friends. That way you'll be sure to start living the life you're destined for."

"Oh," I think about it for a bit, but Damien is looking at me with big eyes full of hope, "Okay. Let's go out."

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