The Billionaire's Fake Fiance

Chapter Three

Richard opened his eyes, breaking in cold sweat. He had that dream again. The dream that had the power to destroy his mood in just a split second. He was singing in his dream, singing amidst thousands of people, in a glazing auditorium, cheers and claps booming in his ears. His band, 'Silver Sands'.

Wiping off his perspiration, he sighed nonchalantly. He had been a singer, and now he wasn't. He remembered everything, the pain, the suffering, the stinging betrayal of his friends, or whom he had called friends. Singing had been his life then, his way of escape. His voice was the greatest possession he had. But now, it wasn't. He was a billionaire, and no longer the vocalist that he had once considered himself to be.

Whoever asked him if he was a singer, he plainly discarded the idea or ignored their question. Faith had asked him if he was a singer, and he hadn't said much about it. It was because it hurt him. It hurt him to remember his band, it hurt him to see himself as a vocalist again, and surely, it killed him to remember the betrayal of his. . .bandmates. He got up from his bed and headed downstairs, making his way to Vivian's room.

Entering inside, he saw Vivian tossed on the bed. "Wake up, sleepyhead. Your college starts at nine." It was eight in the morning and he rolled his eyes.

Vivian jerked up from his sleep, rubbing his eyes. "Oh, fuck!" He screamed and then rattled his way to the bathroom, his pants coming off.

"God, Viv, tighten your shorts!" Richard shouted, hearing the bathroom door snapping shut.

Richard had a housekeeper, Madeline. But her shift started in the afternoon because in the mornings, he preferred to make their own breakfast. Cooking calmed him. It made him release his stress hormones. When he was preparing bread and eggs, his phone rang loudly, jamming his ears. It was Grace. Well, she never called, just mailed him professionally.

His heart leaped in joy as he picked it up, "Hello, what's the matter, Grace?"

The other end of the line bumbled with bad network but he could still hear her talk. "Sir, I can't come today. I have some personal matters to take care of. I'm so sorry for such a sudden leave, but-"

"It's okay, Grace. You take care." Richard had to scream in order for her to hear him. "Bye." He said and the call got disconnected. She probably couldn't hear him, he told himself.

"Bro! Bro, bro, bro!" Vivian sang, entering the kitchen with an air of craziness.

Richard sighed. His little brother looked cool, though. His golden hair was thickly grown on his head, and he had to sweep it up to keep it in place. His eyes were warm, and honey-brown. Unlike his own, boring, grey eyes. They looked completely different. Vivian's countenance was softer, more tender and he was filled with child-like innocence. Richard knew he was rough, on the other hand, his face was sharp as if it could throw daggers at anyone, his eyes were mercilessly grey and brooding, and his skin was wheat-ish, making him look like a dark, brooding male of a psychological thriller. He laughed to himself.

"What's so funny?" Vivian asked and stuffed a bread into his mouth, "Getting late. Gotta go! And I'm taking the Rolls Royce...." He said and ran outside, disappearing from sight.

Richard growled. "Don't you dare put a scratch on it, this time!"

After Vivian had left for college, Richard got ready early, intending to go to a shopping center for buying some house essentials and then head to office. Seriously, he didn't wanna go to office today. Grace hadn't been absent ever since she joined the company, three months ago. He had developed a habit of seeing her everyday, with his eyes fixated on her blonde curls and brown eyes.

Shrugging off the weird, fluttery feelings that shrouded his heart, he leaped inside his Range Rover, as Vivian had taken the Rolls Royce. He drove to the nearest departmental store and stopped by to buy some essentials. He entered inside, only to see Grace. Was he hallucinating? She was in the chocolate and cereal section, buying some candies. But she wasn't alone!