The Lonely Billionaire

Chapter 1.

I was sitting in the front of my office while my firm proprietor was discussing an issue that had just escalated.

I was not even concerned about it, all I was doing was staring at their faces. It was like they were speaking a language I did not understand.

I got tired and exited my office, I had no interest in whatever they were discussing, mine was just the money.

I was a partner with several companies in California and was a big time real estate owner.

Likewise, I never really took their conversations seriously, all I was contributing to our partnership was funds while I got paid with money in return.

As I walked into the parking lot and was about getting into my Lamborghini, Alvarez called for me.

I knew he was calling me concerning money and I wanted him to get out from my way, but I could not just kill the man.

"What the hell does he want", he muttered to myself and faked a whole scenario.

"Sir", he pants after running, "We have just discovered some strange analysis concerning our earnings", Alvarez uttered.

"Is that so", I replied, trying to prolong my time with him. His words were confusing, and I was already getting bored from all his talks, so I proceeded into my car with the door opened.

"I don't have much time here, make it quick, I have something important to attend to", I said with a frown.

Alvarez noticed and concluded his discussion.

"Like I was saying, you need to manage how you spend your money, one of these days, you might end up broke".

His words drove me into anger and while he was still talking, I slammed the door against him and zoomed off, giving him the fingers.

I was not even bothered about what he was saying, all I was bothered about was making money and having some good time with my girlfriend Rita.

As my Lamborghini accelerated through the asphalt road, I tilted to my side and glimpse at the beautiful city of California. Some people sighted me and waved at me, while some young ladies screamed.

I was very popular here in California and was ranked the number one richest billionaire and was even featured in some playboy magazines due to my lavishing lifestyles.

My name is Young, I am California's number one richest billionaire, I don't party or doing clubbing, all I care about is money.

I lived alone in my mansion while Rita, my girlfriend, visits me often. As I arrived at my mansion, I pulled over at my garage and headed into my $100million dollar mansion.

I lived alone and find workers to be annoying, I never actually liked living with some bunch of people and calling them workers, I find it to be away of slavery.

I came from a black ancestry background but was fair in complexion, my parents and my younger one's lives in Britain, and we merely talk because I never actually find having a family to be encouraging.

For somebody like me, I had to work every day and night to be what I am now.

As I laid on my long sofa, my phone rang, and it was Alvarez, "Damn, what does this asshole want", I said to myself.

"Hello", I merely said much, but Alvarez was like a talking machine, before I could yell at him and cut the call, he had already dropped the bombshell on me.

"Sir, it's about your investment, things have gone bad sir, you are going bankrupt", Alvarez's words struck me like a bullet, I could not even utter a word as my phone slipped off my hands.

"What, how is that possible, why did you think I hired you all there, your job is to make sure none of this happens and yet, you fail", I yelled, "What can you say for yourself", I added.

Alvarez left me speechless as he was mute for a while before saying, "I was about telling you when you zoomed off on me, I thought you knew about it".

"Whoa, that's nice, this idiot thought I was aware", I muttered to myself as I was losing control of my sanity at where I sat.

Damn, so is this how I end up, getting broke and losing all my years of investment.

I knew that all those words of encouragement were bull sh*t, but I was not going to be left broke without gaining anything.

I sighed and composed myself not to give out any bad vibe, "What are the board saying about this", I asked sitting comfortable on my sofa.

"We just need you to invest another million", Alvarez uttered.

I chuckled, "So you want me to invest again after going bankrupt", I said.

I was not planning to go bankrupt neither was I planning to waste another million on what might backfire, I was not planning to be the laughingstock of the public after losing my title of number one richest billionaire.

So, I took the risk out of pride and asked him, "How much should I invest".

Alvarez sighed, "Just $100million dollars sir, I know you can contribute it sir".

I sighed out of relief, I thought it would be a billion dollars, there is nothing I could not handle, I could donate hundreds of millions to charity but not a billion. I was rich, but also a stingy billionaire once it gets to the point of donating billions.

This was why I was successful, I never joined the rich during my raining days, but I preferred to collide with those I can oppress with my money.

"That is not the problem, I would settle it right away", I hanged the call and kept my fingers busy for a while with my phone performing the transaction.

"Done", I uttered with my legs on my sofa while staring at my television, I could only imagine what life would have become of me if I had gone broke.

At this point in my life, I was at the edge of losing everything, including my million-dollar mansion. If my investment had gone bad, the company would fall and leave me to pay over billions of dollars in debt, and I was not so stupid to be played.

Thanks to money, I was able to hire my personal assistant Alvarez from Spain, if it wasn't for him, I would have gone bankrupt.

"Bang", I heard a loud knocking on my door and proceeded towards opening it.

*Clanking sounds.

As I opened it, it was Rita, my girlfriend. I made advances towards hugging her, but a word left me speechless.

"We are done".

Chapter 2.

"What", I uttered glancing at her with a confused look on my face, "I don't understand you", I stammered reaching for her, but she tips my fingers off her body.

"I can't stay in a relationship with you, am sorry we could not work out", Rita said, looking away from me with a disappointed look.

I detected that something was wrong somewhere because Rita and I were so close that we even planned of getting married.

But it wasn't going to work if she was going to leave, I wanted to know why she was leaving me and for what reason.

As I was about asking, I heard a familiar voice traveling through my eardrums, at first, I thought my eardrums were deceiving me until I sighted the face of the godforsaken bastard.

"Babe, what's taking you so long", Clark asked, adjusting his glasses.

He even had the right to park his latest Bugatti on my front porch and donned on Fend.

For me, it was mockery, and I was getting angry by just staring at him. I wished I could choke him alive, but my present situation left me paralyzed.

This was my relationship, the only girlfriend I had in years and my only friend, after all I had done for her, she ends up leaves me just like my first, heart broken and depressed.

"Please stay, don't leave me", I uttered, but she stared at me with no pity in her eyes.

I was not going to force her to stay but respected her decision, I was not supporting her leaving me as far as she finds happiness am happy as well.

She did not even say goodbye. As Clark opens the door of his Bugatti for Rita, she calls for me.

I stood still to hear what she was going to say next, "Young, am sorry but good.".

*Slam.

I slammed the door against her and leaned on my door, slowly dragging myself to the floor.

I heard the engine clogging and his Bugatti zooming off my mansion. The sounds slowly faded away, but my emotions could not be changed.

I have just lost what's most precious to me, my lover and my best friend.

I started thinking if Clark had paid her to leave me because of our little rivalry, but if he did, that bastard did it in style.

He even had the guts to come in with his Bugatti and Fend new designs to shove it in my face while my girlfriend breaks up with me and enters his car.

Darn it, I should have lavished more money on her, maybe she would have stayed longer than my ex.

Well, that's how life works, I can't die over a girl, there are many girls out there and am not going to let emotions get in the way of me making money.

I took my shower after hours of crying over my breakup like a baby and prepared to message Alvarez that I would be going for a trip, but when I checked my phone.

A notification popped up and all my worries vanished.

Today was match night, and they were showing my favorite sport, basketball. I donned on my casual clothes and took up my latest Rolex watch.

I zoomed off in style, as if my breakup were just a thing of the past. Not only that, but I wasn't concerned about leaving my lights off because my $100million dollars mansion was not just worth a hundred million for nothing as it had a top cybersecurity installed in it. Practically, my house was a living robot.

I arrived on time for the game and stepped out of my car, drawing the attention of everyone around.

"Damn, it's Young".

"Isn't he cute".

"I heard that his girlfriend Rita had just broken up with him".

Their little gossip made me uncomfortable, but I was not bothered any more because my favorite team was playing tonight.

The Golden State warrior were my favorite team since when I was twelve, I even bought all their players jerseys with all my allowance money and sold them to my friends who were also interested in basketball as I was. You can say that being rich was in blood.

Well, everyone around me were all Memphis fans, I was not an obsessed Warriors fan. I was not even wearing an accessory that indicates am a Warrior's fan.

As I entered the stadium, I sighed and went directly to my seat, with the whole crowd staring at me.

I felt at peace and merely remembered what happened earlier between me and my ex Rita.

I leaped up out of excitement and did not even notice that I was not sitting in a VIP suite.

After the game, the Warriors lost to Memphis. I was not bothered about their loss, I was just bothered about where I kept my car.

When I came out of the stadium, I sighted a beautiful young lady. It was like she was coming from work. She was fair in complexion and tall, like Rita, my ex-girlfriend.

I always admired tall girls, like me, I was 6'5 (ca. 196 cm)tall and handsome, but this girl was giving me the go ahead signals to ask her out, but I just stylishly stalked her in my Lamborghini.

I started feeling something I have not experienced in a very long time. It was like I had found love again.

As I noticed her sudden movement, I approached her and stepped out of my Lamborghini.

As I followed her slowly, I was able to capture her face. "Ela", I uttered in a surprised tone.

Ela was simply a beautiful young lady who worked with several companies within the state.

Staring at her only made me mad and wishing that I could take her to my bed or marry her, but I was not interested in marriage for now, neither was I interested in sex but somehow, it just happens.

I noticed that she was taking a turn towards me and I stood firm with a smile on my face, glancing at her mysterious beauty. How she got this beauty I did not know, but all I knew was that she was going to be mine and mine alone.

Her eyes and mine met at a point, and I was about introducing myself and politely asking her out.

Chapter 3.

"Hello beautiful", I said with a flashing smile.

I was not expecting her to reply to me the way she did. This girl was different from others.

"It is finally nice to meet you, Mr. Young", she uttered with a smile.

I grinned and stretched my hand with a smile, but she stared at my hand and chuckled.

"What are you doing".

"I am offering you a handshake, come on, don't leave me hanging", I said with a glance on my face.

She stared at me for a while before she finally started an odd conversation.

I felt disrespected and just faked a smile. I could not believe it, that a girl could humiliate me in public.

Furthermore, I started looking around in case people were around me to avoid further embarrassment.

"So.", I prolonged my sentence, "What is your name beautiful", I asked even though I knew her name. I just wanted a good and sweet discussion.

She finally accepts my handshake and stretches her hand for with an elegant smile exposing her beauty.

"Am Ela, nice to meet you, Mr. Young".

I stared at her appropriately, like I was about to have sex with her, my eyes were just all over her. I never thought I was ever going to say this, but this girl was hot and superb.

Likewise, I really wished I could ask her out. That was when I became courageous and puffed my chest.

I composed myself and stared at her moving lips as she was talking. None of her words were entry my ears, the only thing I could think of was asking her out. I thought twice before deciding on what to do.

I was not going to let her go, I am not stupid enough to do that.

"I would love to drop you off and have your number", I uttered, staring at her sudden facial expression, "That is if you agree for me to.".

She interrupted my sentence and quickly replied to me, "Yes, I would love to sit in your Lamborghini", with a smile engulfing her face.

Everything was going as planned for me, and I was delighted to show her the door to my car.

As I started my car, we drove off with my eyes staring at her through the driver's front mirror.

I could not help myself, I had to stop the car, and she wondered why I did.

"Why are you stopping here", she uttered.

As she made a few gestures, my eyes stared at her chest and her boobs were just bouncing.

Damn it, this girl was more than welcome to sit in my car, if it's even possible, I would love to make her my bride.

But I was not the type of man attracted to sex. I never found it to be a thing of pleasure while my ex-girlfriends always threatened to leave our relationship, but this girl was driving me nuts.

I have never seen a girl like this in my entire life, she was beautiful, but one thing I loved about she was her attitude. She was a well brought up girl, from the way she acts to the way she behaves.

I would rather not make a mockery of myself, so I lied to her.

"Am just checking if we are going the right direction, sorry if you were uncomfortable", I said.

"Oh", she adjusts her collar and fully exposes her breasts before sitting properly, "Alright go on", she replied.

I commenced by hitting the gear before drifting into the road. At this point I could not hold myself, my dick was already getting hard and this has never happened to me before.

I tried adjusting my shorts but damn it, this gentleman's dick just wants to see between her legs.

I started flinching and regretted why I picked up a beauty who was tempting me.

But I was also scared of embarrassing myself by asking her out, so I just tightened my tight and denied my dick it's appropriate to sex.

We got to a point where she asked me to slowly down, and I pulled up and helped her with the door.

I was doing all this to earn her trust and to get her number. As she stepped out, she flashed a smile on her face.

"Thanks for the ride, this is my place", she uttered.

I stared at her house and men, she knows how to live big. From all I can tell, she squats with her friends, I could tell as they all gathered at the window to glimpse and gossip about us.

I also noticed that she signals them to leave, but they kept watching. At this point, it would be embarrassing for a billionaire like me to ask for her number and end up being ignored or, even worst, snubbed.

I just flung my key and turned to my car when I felt a soft touch on my arm.

"Please, would you help me with your phone", she pleaded?

I handed it over to her and thought of what she would need my phone for. Well, at least I saw but could not touch, I did not even have the intention of begging her or sweet-talking her for her number.

I was already preparing to leave. She kept her elegant fingers on my phone screen and damn, the way she types and smiles turns me on like a light bulb.

"Done, it's saved", Ela passes me my phone and turns her back view against me as she was walking into her house with the door opened, staring at me.

I quickly checked it and to my surprise, I saw her number on my phone. She even called her line on it before handing me my phone.

"Well, thanks", I said looking speechless, "When will I see you again Ela", I added?

Ela chuckles and holds the knob to her door, fitting her lips, "When we meet again cute face", she replied and slowly locks the door.

I entered my car and zoomed off. I was the happiest man alive, it was just today my ex-girlfriend broke up with me but luckily enough, I hooked the big fish. But I still blamed myself for losing Rita, I don't think it would be easy to blend with this beauty Ela.

I kept myself busy by just staring at her name on my screen until I managed to get home.

I hooked up my phone after passing my keys on the table and placed it on the loudspeaker while changing my clothes. As I got out of the kitchen and turned on my television, I heard her beautiful voice.

It was like that of an angel, I was merely myself as I felt peace.

"Hello", she said again while I was lost until I finally found myself and lunged on my sofa and cleared my throat.

"Hello", I responded with a smile.