Fatedto a Billionaire

Isabella's POV "Click Click Click " My heels made a clicking sound as I made my way up to the podium. This was the moment of my life. Right here in front of millions of people, I was unveiling my newest masterpiece. I let out a shuddering breath as I got on stage and the spotlight was suddenly turned on, a brightness too great resting where I stood and illuminating the whole stage. This was that moment I'd prayed for all my life. "Bella, I love you " "You're so so beautiful, Isa" "Did you just see her smile, Isabella is the real deal. " " Look, Alex is there!! Isabella is so lucky!!" I smiled as Alex walked up to me and pulled me into a hug before planting a quick kiss on my lips. The crowd erupted even more, the screams were so loud, that I thought of the hall caving in on us. I let out on of my finest smiles before collecting the mic from the MC. I took a deep breath and stared at the mammoth crowd. My eyes grew teary. I turned back and stared at Alex and that was it, I broke down for a moment and then smiled before speaking. "If this moment were a dream, I'd want to dream for the rest of my life. I grew up without a mother, without a family that could provide everything I wanted, without what would make my life more beautiful and colorful. I only had one thing and that one thing was my ability to paint. Now look what that brought me. " I wiped my tears for a moment. My palms were sweaty and I felt so emotional thinking about the past. "At a point in my journey, I had to drop out of high school to work and save. My dad tried his best but that wasn't enough for us." I let out a quick laugh. "Let's keep this short. This here… "I spoke as I nodded to the MC and we both unveiled the drawing. " This is my own representation of my journey. A journey of pain, passion, purpose, and gratitude. This is my journey of art. " I concluded. The scream from the crowd multiplied as both the audience and paparazzi began to take pictures. Some others pleasured in filming. I smiled as I walked over to Alex we both headed out, going over to the crowd of people who would love to have autographs. " Isabella… Isabella " I turn around in search of who is calling out to me, the voice sounding very familiar. " Isabella… " A loud thud of my laps and I jump up from bed. Wait… What? Was that all a dream? I stare angrily at the figure before me. Her hair is scattered, her face has a slight cut and her shirt is a bit rumpled. It's so obvious that she got into a fight again. "When will you ever stop getting into trouble, Vera? " " As soon as they are no mother fuckers that annoy the s**t outta me. " I sigh gently, the small room suddenly feeling very heavy. " Going home tonight? " " No, my papi is gonna disown me if he sees me like this. " " You know, I had this dream about Alex but you ruined it all by waking me up. I… I was even on stage with him, you know? " Her laughter echoed throughout the room, tears streaming through through her eyes as she raised her hand in mock surrender. I suddenly wished she'd choke. " Say what now? You need to snap out of Alex, paint, and do something with yourself. " I ignore her and head over to the little cupboard just a little distance from the bed. I opened it and took out a particular painting. " I present to you, the one and only 'Alex Sebastian'" "What… when did you paint this? Oh my God, this is so beautiful. " " You like it? I feel the nose is a little slanted ", I replied a little worried. " This is perfection hunnie, why not take a photo of it? " " I'd post this on my page. " " Road to Alex!! I can tell it would be a hit. " I mutter to the song Vera plays as I take shots from different angles. I upload it on my page and in just an hour, I've garnered over half a million likes. " This is like the most viral post you've ever put out "Vera mutters as she stares at my phone with me. " Wait… Isn't that Alex Sebastian? " Vera gasps in shock. " It's… it's him. I think he just commented on my post. Vera, he f*****g commented on my post " I screamed. We both begin jumping on the bed, giggling and hugging and screaming like high-schoolers who just got asked out by their crush. " This calls for celebration!! Clubbing? " Vera asks with a grin on her face. I nodded immediately and we began to look for something to wear. A hot chick in a short red gown. The smell of c******s. The blaring music and the flow of different bodies to the rhythm. The smell of different humans and the crowding of people made it almost difficult for me to breathe. "A shot of Spirit please, two glasses " Vera yells. I take a gulp and let out a satisfied sigh. " Today has to be the best day of my life" I muttered. "Another shot please " I yelled. Five shots. Ten shots. My head began to bang… Two additional shots and I began to spew crap. I got up from my seat and moved to the dance floor. " I'm so pumped!! My dreams are coming through " I belched. I was a remarkable dancer but I didn't dance often. I unbuttoned my shirt, left with my short tube, and began to dance, twirling and shaking my waist. I suddenly felt fluids pressed against my bladder, I needed to pee. " Hi beautiful… " I couldn't see anymore but I knew he looked fit. " Wanna come with me? " He smiled mischievously, holding my left hand. " No. I just wanna pee " I muttered sleepily. " Hey, what do you want with my friend? Let her go! " Vera muttered roughly, she was drunk. " We have two hot, drunk girls, let's make some money " the man whistled silently. " Sam… " he muttered to a man who I didn't pay attention to before. " Get them to our room quietly… "