CHAPTER ONE
On a starry night, somewhere within the city Z, a young beautiful woman dressed in a nice tight dress that exposed her flawless looking back and thigh was seen gulping down a shot of vodka.
The strong taste sent her body on a quick vibration, which stung her throat making it easy to discern that it was her first time having such a strong drink.
"Another shot." She yelled to the bartender who immediately got her another drink, which without any second thought or care in the world was gulped down vigorously each shot she gulped down sends a sting of tears to her eyes. Although she tried all she could to hold it in the pain in her heart and the picture in her head just kept pushing her to outburst.
Seconds later she busted out crying, thankfully the loud music that filled the room concealed her emotional outburst. Otherwise, she would be the center of the room for the childish act, but who could blame her, today has been marked as one of the worst days of her life.
At this point she was so drunk but still managed to keep her sanity, knowing that these strong shots of Vodkas were not doing the one Job she wanted them to do, hiding her pain, comforting her heart, or better still making her forget it all, she got up and scanned the room for her best friend who was probably lost amongst the crowd grinding her ass on a guy's Crotch.
She resented the idea of looking for Kimberly and decided to send her a message, after scribbling a few messages down her phone she sent the message to Kim, took out a few changes from her purse, and slammed it off the bar before getting down the high chair.
She staggered a little and realized that the alcohol was beginning to kick in, so instead of using the exit, she decided to use the restroom first, to sober up before hitting the road home.
Getting to the restroom she splashed handful upon handful of water on her face to get herself sober. She looked at herself in the mirror and got lost in her little world.
No matter how hard she tries to brush the feeling aside, it keeps replaying in her head. Her boyfriend and friend.
Her love of five years. finding out that he never loved her, but only used her for his psychotic satisfaction pissed her off. In seconds her mind drifted back to earlier that day.
Walking to her so-called boyfriend's apartment, with a box of cake and flowers, wanting to surprise him on their fifth anniversary as boyfriend and girlfriend. Her little naive self thought he loved her but little she knew that he never did.
Badging in on them after hearing the nasty things they said about her, the names they called her, and how they generally see her. Looking deep into her boyfriend's eyes who was stacked naked with her friend there was no hiding what they had just done, something he had never done with her, at that moment she questioned if he found her disgusting.
She saw a whole new him through his eyes or maybe a part of him she never knew existed. Those eyes she found attractive carried lots of mockery for her in them.
At some point she wished he could deny the whole thing as there was still room in her heart to accept him despite all she just witnessed, she was willing to bury all the past and move on with him.
But he was so crude, without a second thought, he blatantly admitted it all to her face, streams of tears that seemed unending run down her cheek to her chaste. The pain made her drop her glasses, comfy clothes and here she was looking like a whore, forcing a strong drink down her throat. Something she has never done or thought of doing.
She looked deep into her brown eyes 'he said he loved them, that they were the most beautiful pair of eyes he had ever seen, did he really mean it or was it also just a lie.
He told her to forget it all, everything they have shared but how easily does he think it is, she loved him and it was genuine she never lied nor pretended during their relationship, and just like that five years of her heart and emotions poured into this relationship going down the drain right in front of her very own eyes.
Venus disheveled her hair and let out a large scream that seemed to have eased her aching heart a bit. Not wanting to think deep into this anymore she left the restroom emotionless walking through the clubhouse like a lost sheep.
Until her body collides with his, and her eyes get lost in his.
And this was the beginning of the billionaire perfect family.
