The secret life of a billionaire

Chapter one

(blunts house and office)

The loud blare of the alarm ran throughout Thomas's bedroom room. The bright sun glaring though the drapes lit up Thomas's room. A loud Groan escapes his lips as he slams his hand down on the alarm. His Blonde hair is going every which way. His light blue eyes are dull. He slowly emerges out of his bed to his closet. He decided to wear thea white button up shirt with a blue vest and dark blue skinny jeans. He comes his hair all to one side. He walks down the grand staircase to his 75,000,000 dollar car. He takes the 30 minutes drive to his office building. He parks his car in his reserve parking. As he walks into his office building people are rushing around trying to finish there work. Thomas walks to his office calling his assistant aria starking. He opens the large glass doors to his office to revel his large brown desk with his black leather chair. He sits down at his desk and starts filling though the papers on his desk.

A soft knock is herd at his door.

"Come in." He answers in a ruff voice

"I have your coffee mr.blunt." Aria says. A young woman not any older then 21 walks into the room here long bright red hair sways as she walks. She has on a long black dress with black high heels.Her heels clatter as she walk to Thomas with his coffee. Her long black dress gets caught on the desk when she turns the corner. The boiling hot coffee slips out of her hand right on to Thomas.

Before she can splutter one word Thomas bolts up.

"How dare you!" He roars "you idiot this shirt cost more then you do!"

"I'm so sorry I'll get some club soda."

" hey aria. Do like your job here?"

"Off corse. I love my job!" She explained

"Really? Your job is to make my life easier not harder! Your fired! Get out of my face!" Thomas yells the last part slamming his hands down oh his desk. Aria runs out of room crying as Thomas falls back onto his chair trying to calm down.

(At Thomas house later that night )

The strong smell of blood filled the bathroom. The hot water pored down Thomas's back. The dark red blood washing off his body. Cuts and bruises all along his back, stomach, legs, and arms . The memories of that night run through his mind.