The Heartless Billionaire (EBS 3) [UNEDITED]

Chapter 1: The Accident and the Funeral

Note: Words in Greek from Google Translator;

Giagia - pronounced as yaya, grandma in Greek.

Papou - grandpa in Greek, pronounced as pah-POO with a stress on the second syllable.

Theia - aunt in Greek, pronounced as thia.

Theios - uncle in Greek.

"We have to accept that there are certain things in our life that are inescapable. These are the things that come natural to us and are necessary to our existence."  — Auliq Ice

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Lauren's POV

Money or love?

What will you choose?

Can't I have both?

I wish I could. I am rich, born with a silver spoon in my mouth yet lack of love, from my own parents. They seem to never exist in my life.

Can I say, life is unfair? Or because nothing is perfect. Nobody is created perfect. Well ... except for my Zandros. He's like one of Da Vinci's works, perfection.

"Argh, here you go again, Lauren. Stop with the Zandros already. He doesn't even see you as a woman, but just a little kid. And he hated you!" I snapped to myself. I felt like a stupid talking to myself alone.

I decided to turn the music on. I need some noise. I played a music on my old iPod mom gave me on my 8th birthday and plugged it with the speaker sitting on the right side of my cinnamon bedside table and put it on blast, feeling the walls are going to collapse from its loudness.

Then, my room then filled with Taylor Swift voice.

"That's what people say ... " I sang along as I sprawled back lazily on the bed, just wanting to forget about my life.

That's what people say

I go on too many dates

But I can't make them stay

At least, that's what people say

That's what people say

But I keep cruising

Can't stop, won't stop moving ...

Then I heard a banging on my door. I rolled my eyes. Probably my theia. (aunt in Greece, pronounced as thia- stretching the ei.)

She's not actually my aunt. She was my nanny since I was born, but she's more than a nanny to me. She was like my mother. She knew me well more than my own mother.

My parents are always on a business trip, now you can picture what I mean.

I used to be the tame and obedient kid, but when I stepped into high school, I became an attention seeker. I started going parties, wild parties, no less. But my parents didn't even care. I know they are working hard for my future, but I need their attention too. Not everything that matters in this world was all about money. But to them, it is everything.

Another loud bang on the door which made me jump on my feet, out of my bed. I turned the speaker off and stomped to my door.

Yanking the door open with my exasperated face, looking at theia. She looks downright vexed.

"You have a call, Missy!" theia frowned, shoving me the phone. I snatched it from her hand and shut the door in her face.

"Please turn the music down, Lauren, for crying out loud!" she yelled behind the door. I rolled my eyes. The music is off. Maybe she meant when I turn it back on, I'll make it low.