Danielle's POV I hurled up to my room and stood my bag upright. I stood in front of the mirror. The lady in the mirror looked back at me. Extravagance in getting eyes and happiness in her heart. One day, I would be happy again. "I should change my dress, I said to myself. I have no idea where I am headed, nor do I know if it would be a better place. I took my bag and went downstairs. I found Gramps on the old grandma's rock chair. It's just stories I heard from him, I don't know if they are true. What choice do I have? He was smoking on his stick again. "Pa, I told you to quit smoking. Do you want to die earlier than you should?" He dropped the smoke and smiled at me. His smile was getting rather too much. "I should have died a very long time ago. I see you are all set. I called her and she accepted. I told you she would." I sat on the arm of the sofa. "Are you going to allow me to go? You are not one to allow me to do things the way I want them to. Whenever I told you I wanted

Danielle's POV The door was opened when we entered. I was expecting to see a lot of maids they only had one nanny. The doors were too much and I tried to take my steps little by little. The kids rushed inside, well, they already knew their way around. A blonde woman in a long Gucci gown came to hug me. "Danielle. It's been a very long time. You certainly can't remember who I am. Have a seat. Feel at home." I sat down, trying my best to keep the tiny smile on my lips active. "You are my Aunt. Your husband called you Rose. You look amazing." She sat with me. "You are just like them. Pretty smart. I'm sure you were leading your class back in New York. I'm certain of it, or am I wrong?" "Yeah, I'm leading…well, I was. Now that I am no longer there, they would have someone new to do that for them." She nodded. "Those dumbasses have no idea what they just lost. I'm glad you are here. Have you met the kids?" "Yes, I have. Sam and Simon are witty and smart. I'm starting to think it's a

Bryan Being the first child of a great man indeed has its advantages. Although I felt more of a disadvantage but I grew to it and it has made me who I am currently.I am Bryan Smith, the only son of George Smith, the great man who succeeded in being successful at the age of fifteen. My father was the figure people saw and got motivated to work harder.But unlike everyone else, I think my Father was just lucky, and so was I. I did my things differently, I tried to make a difference. I hate the burden of being seen as a photocopy of my Father so here's what I did.At the age of Ten, I hit my first billion. Yeah, you read that right. It was just luck, simply luck. I didn't do anything extraordinary, I just won the lottery. It was that simple.Naturally, they wouldn't allow young children my age to go for such but I was Bryan Smith, and no one dared question me.Years have gone by and you can easily tell, I'm not a spitting image of my Father. He worked hard for his money, mine was luck b

Isabelle's POV"Pass me the hairbrush Tony," I said as I dressed up my makeup. It's just a light makeover although it was already late at night. I believe in beauty in sleep.Tony passed it and went back to my bed, whining about his two tiny legs in the air. "Go to your room Tony for heaven's sake! Is there any day you can just let me be?"My younger brother spun out of the bed rapidly and moved towards the door. "I…I was just trying to play with you," he said almost in a whisper, folding his fingers."Well, I am about to sleep, Tony. Go and play with someone else!" I yelled."But you're the only one I have." His voice sounded more like a whimper now and it was getting under my nerves. I slammed my hands on the table and turned to him."Get out!"He finally left. "Argh. Why can't I have some moments alone with myself." The boy was a burden to me. He goes everywhere looking for me and trying to hang out with me but I have just a few times to spare.Tony is a great brother, I wished he

Bryan's POVShe was cute, but not as I expected. Perhaps she was shy. I remember that night and the way she walked in so boldly and Daisy. It would be a pleasure to see her that way once again.She looks a little bit younger but I can't be too sure. I can't remember what she looks like. The plan is to keep her by my side so that I can have her whenever I want.She smiled with her tiny pretty lips. I wish I could devour them once again. "So, what do you think or do you still want to think about it or…do you have a boyfriend at the moment? I can wait."That was improper to ask but I always get what I want without forcing it. If she doesn't agree now, She'll come back, begging to be mine. She smiled at me."I'm cool with it. I'm happy I found you since that night, I had some issues to attend to that morning and that's why I left so early and why you were still sleeping.""But…why were you out drunk that night? Wanna talk about it?" I asked. I want to know, perhaps I could let her know so