The Billionaire’s Irresistible Enemy

A suave black luxury Bugatti La Voiture navigates smoothly to a halt in front of the sparkling panes and towering skyscraper with the company's logo ‘EZ Stavrakoz Holdings’ inscribed on it. The chauffeur steps down and opens the rear door revealing a sun-kissed blonde hair young man in his late 20’s with sparkling charming blue eyes. He emerges from the car and straightens his perfectly well fitted tailored suit. Swiftly, his assistant walks to him as usual with his notepad grisp firmly between his fingers. As they disappear into the building, clicks of his designer shoes bring the workers to their usual admiration and the girls crushing, hugging themselves imagining kissing his floral eye catching sexy tatoo standing out around his neck. He observes the surroundings with his usual cold expression which exudes power, command and authority. He is the most popular multi-billionaire successful business tycoon, Enzo Stavrakoz. As his gaze sweeps across one end of the office to the other which sends cold shivers down the workers’ spines;he straightens his gaze again walking swiftly but effortlessly blending with thegravity. His personal assistant James Morris tries his best to catch up with him at the same time struggling to catch his breath… Enzo: “What are my appointments for today?” James: “You have a meeting with the… ” Enzo:”Cancel it!” James: (Opens his mouth agape and gently closes it) Enzo: “Anything else?” James: “The… ” Enzo: “Put a call to Andrea to arrange some bitches tonight!!” James: (Shakes his head inwardly) “Ri..ght away sir” Enzo takes a left turn and walks towards a door with CEO written boldly on it.He enters and James follows suit revealing a large well-furnished room which portrays professionalism with distinct decor. A large sturdy table is seen with neatly arranged files, laptop,pens, calendar and awards. Swivel chairs are positioned behind the table Enzo pulls out one of the chairs which is different from the other as it depicts leadership with its ergonomic design. He sits and opens his 16- inch MacBook pro laptop with stern-focused expression which conveys seriousness James stands near the desk with his notepad at his chest level,his fingers wrap around its bindings. He stands at attention near Enzo's desk with his pen hovering above ready to take records. Enzo: (with his gaze fixed on the laptop) “Prepare a meeting with the marketing team tomorrow and shut the door behind you!” James: (signs inwardly) Bows and leaves A girl in her mid 20’sl walks with a confident stride. Her shiny black hair braided in intricate patterns that fall down her back like a revulets of a waterfall in the moonlight. Her braids feature sophistication and a touch of elegance to her overall appearance. Her skin has a radiant glow,an evidence to her health and vitality. She wears a pair of a dark grey jeans; that give off a stylish and carefree, no-fuss vibe. Her bright expressive eyes sparkle with warmth, a celestial glow that resembles twinkling of stars in the night. As she approaches a house, her full lips curve into a gentle smile reflecting her kind and compassionate nature. She walks with purpose; her braided hair dancing slightly with each step. Ella Anderson,the only friend to the sharp-tongued blogger Sweet Trope. As she reaches the doorway, she extends her hand to grab the door handle,she opens and burst of energy spills out. Inside,two boys romp. Their laughter and shouts echoing through the air. Ella shakes her head as the boys remain absorb in play, unaware of her presence. Ella: “Hello”! Erin and Colton: (stop midway and freeze, caught off guard by her voice In unison) “Hey aunt Ella!”( They walk to her and give her knuckle handshakes) Ella: “When will you guys ever walk to the realisation that you are no longer kids?!” Erin: “We are still in our teens!” Colton: “And we are just 18 thou. ” Ella:(Grasps their ears firmly with her hands compressing them that cause them to hurt and they wince in pain) Colton: “Aunt Ella we are sorry!!” Erin: “Yeah right we are sorry. ” Ella: (Releases their ears and dusts her hands) Emerges a woman from the kitchen at the right hand side who is in her late 50’s wearing a soft knee-length gown with subtle floral pattern carrying a tray of pancakes. Her hair is styled neatly. As she approaches, a gentle beam spread across her face;Aurora Trope, Sweet Trope’s mother. Ella: “Bongiorno Mamma!!” (Good morning mom!) Aurora Trope : “Bongiorno, Amore!!” (Good morning love!) “Care for some pancakes?” Ella: “No grazie Mamma” Aurora Trope: ( looks towards the stairs) “ Oh dear.. ” Ella: “She's in her room I guess. ” Aurora Trope: “Routinely!” Ella: ( chuckles then turns to her left , heading towards the stairs and then proceeds to a door. Ella reaches the door handle, her movement confident and deliberate. She opens and reveals a girl sitting with her brown hair neatly tied in a ponytail. She wears a soft pink and white panties with lavender trim. Her attire casual and relaxed. Her posture conveys comfort and her hazel eyes fixed intently on the screen of her PC computer. Lost in thought,her fingers dance across the keyboard. The glow of the the screen illuminates her face, highlighting her focus and dedication into the digital world. Sweet Trope the fiery blogger in her mid 20’s. As she absorbs in her digital realm, a gentle hand brushes against her skin, she feels a spark of awareness ignite within her… Sweet: “Oh Amoretto!!When did you get here” Ella: (rolls eyes) “ Do you ever rest?” Sweet: Nope. Not until I become a billionaire. Ella:( sighs and sits on the bed) Sweet: “ Give me 5 minutes Amoretto to round up”Ella:(rolls eyes) “As usual” Sweet: “Come on” (pouts her lips) Ella: (raises her hands high in a gesture of surrender. “ You win!!” Sweet: (chuckles and goes back to her digital world) Ella: (Reclines on the bed,her body stretching out horizontally as she settles into a comfortable position) Sweet: “Voila!” Ella: (springs out of bed by a sudden jolt of surprise) “ What! You Pazzarella?!!(crazy)” Sweet: “Your one and only crazy girl here is close to being a billionaire!!!” (takes Ella's hands and both spin) Ella:(releases her hands) and sits on the bed) “ You're not gonna kill me one day , will you?! I feel dizzy and completely lost!!. ” Sweet: ( nervous and takes a deep breath and say to herself demonstrating with her hand) “Ok be calm sweet. Do you know… No, have you heard of Mr Enzo Stavrakoz?” Ella: “Yeah the well-known Sardinian multi-billionaire and founder of EZ Stavrakoz Holdings” Sweet: (excitedly) “Perfetto!” Your Amoretto here just landed an interview with the super influential billionaire!!!” Ella: (eyes widens) “woooooah!!!” Sweet: “Girl,this interview is surely gonna put me on the map! This is gonna blow my blog up. I'm super excited!!” Ella:( embraces her in a warm hug) “ Congratulations Pazzarella! (Crazy girl) Sweet: (hits her back lightly) “Thank you Follia!” Sweet&Ella: (laughs)... A taxi pulls in front of the company emblazoned with the logo Ez Stavrakoz Holdings. Emerges Sweet Trope from the backseat. Her vibrant orange gown striking impression, catching the eyes like a ray of sunshine. She steps into the building, her long brown hair cascades complimenting the stunning dress. She walks to the reception area; greeted by the receptionist who gestures a seat for her to sit. Here appears James who walks to her with a warm smile and says.. James: “Hello! You must be Sweet Trope” Sweet: “Yes” . James: “ And you must be here for the interview with Mr Enzo Stavrakoz” Sweet: (nods nervously) “Yes sir!” James: “Please, follow me. ” Sweet follows James through, passing by various meeting rooms and cubicles until they reach the CEO’s office. James: (stops at the door and gestures for her to enter) “Please go on in. ”Sweet: Thanks ( she waits until James leaves. She hesitates for a moment then takes a deep breath and walks forward entering the office. As she enters, Enzo is seated behind his desk but he's not alone. He's entangled with two women who are kissing him hungrily. The two women remove their clothes shamelessly making Sweet freeze not knowing what to do next. The scene is too obscene and intimate leaving her stunned and taken aback.