A Good Girl's Confession

Brayden Drake Costanza

I am Brayden Drake Costanza. I live on an exclusive town where only the rich people are allowed. Specifically the business aristocrat. This town offers security and privacy needed by our families. This is located at the heart of Beverly Hills. And only people living here is particularly aware that this town exist.

Everything trembles on the sound of my name. And I used to repeat it everytime I want to say it. My life has been perfectly crafted because in just a blink of an eye, I can get what I want. I am the prodigal son of the famous business aristocrat Lemuel Drake Costanza. Our family owns numerous chains of hotels and private resorts. My mother, Letticia Bree Costanza is in the field of Fashion Designing and she holds one of the highest position on the worldwide fashion companies combined. Daddy is also investing on weapons company and is a shareholder of Jeguk Group that marks a name on daily stock market ratings. But aside from my perfect family, I just can't find my own place there. So, I decided to screw my life. I involve myself in endless gangwars and I love seeing blood. I palpably spend money like there's no tomorrow. The number of girls I used to play with is limitless, in short unlimited. I want to balance the perfection my family exhibits.

By doing unrighteous act, I can find my personal comfort. I used to be a bully. A fighter. In short, a boy which brings disgrace to the family. But since, our family screams Power and Fame, all my wrongdoings are covered. The Costanza family will always be on top of the "Role-Model Family".

And I think, this is the time that I should make use of my name to stain my family's reputation. Murdering some innocent life is kind of exciting and interesting. Now is the time that I should be given attention by my not-so-normal family.

Together with my mates, we boringly strolls on the cold night of December on the outskirts of Beverly Hills. Looking for our prey. Picking up a fight to those lousy gang who thinks that they could be a boy band or what. Until I get bored of just playing around.

Time is ticking, and it didn't help my patience. For goodness sake, this boys are getting on my nerves. Pulling the trigger of my calibre pistol, they run off like they just saw a monster.

"Lame!", I muttered as my mates start laughing like there's no tomorrow.

As we impatiently wait for another prey, a girl approches our direction. She looks horrible with her uncombed hair and baggy shirt. She has bloodshot eyes as if she's been crying for one whole year. All of us stop laughing and confusion starts to dance on our eyes.

"You want to die?", I ask smirking.

She just look at me like I'm one of those poster boys pasted on my sister's room. She is drooling while checking on me and it would not take a genious to know it. Raising again my gun, I pointed it towards her direction.

"Drake, she's just a girl. Just let her pass through", Dwight interjected worriedly.

I didn't break our stare-off hence I try to memorize each feature of her face. Withput the dump face and loser's dress, I can say that she is extraordinarily beautiful. With the defined amber-colored eyes she have, I know she has a beauty to die for. But just to test my intuition, I do not hesitate pulling the trigger, because by the way Dwight worry about her, he will come to her rescue.

With a satisfied smile, I approached their direction. I' gratified with how the events turned out and as the moment, she smiled back at me, my heart starts to flatter. I'd never feel this way in my entire life, and only this girl has allowed me to experience this unknown feeling.

She is unconscious when I reach their position. The moment our skin touches, there's this one thing I am sure of. I have this feeling that I should protect her from any harm that would come her way. And this is Brayden Drake Costanza starts feeling the word they called LOVE.

A/N: hEY HEY HEY! You now meet the prodigal Brayden Drake Costanza. So how do you find his attitude? Comment, share and vote. Next update is the beginning of their storyyy. See you.