Belly POV
The very next day, I slept in, as usual.
A maid comes to my room to wake me up for breakfast.
The maid knocks at the door first, but I gave no reply, then I heard the door open and she walks into my room.
"Good morning ma'am. Your parents want you to come down for breakfast." The maid said.
But still no response came from me.
The maid leaned in closer to me and she sees sudden darkness everywhere she looks.
I had given the maid a thunderous slap on the cheek.
"How many times do I have to tell you!? Never enter my room without my permission!" Bella yelled.
"I'm sorry ma'am. It's just that you weren't answering when I was knocking." The maid said as she continues to cry.
Bella gives her another slap.
"To hell with that! Everyone working here knows that when they are sent to me by my parents, the say it at the door. How dare you use those poverty fingers to touch my door knob?!" I shouted.
"I'm sorry ma'am. I promise it won't repeat itself." The maid replied.
"Get out of my room!" I shouted.
The maid ran out of my room and I tried to get back to sleep but I couldn't.
Damned maid ruined my sleep.
I decided to get up and go down stairs to my parents. No sleep left for me anymore.
I saw them both at the table.
"Good morning." I greeted.
"Morning." They both said.
"Okay, Mom? Dad? I have good news for you two. And for myself of course." I said.
"Let's hear it." Dad said.
"I have a new boyfriend!" I said.
"You always do." Mom said.
"No no no! This one is different." I said.
"Yes, just as special as the one you introduced to us last week." Dad replied.
"Can I at least tell you who it is?!" I said.
"Sure. Hit me with it." Dad said.
"His name is Sylvester!" I shouted.
"Hold on a moment. Are you talking about the Sylvester? I mean the billionaire Sylvester?!" Mom asked in surprise.
"Yes! We are going out together on a date this evening." I said, excitedly.
"I must say, that's a big plus for you Bella." Dad said.
"Thanks dad." I replied.
"I don't mean that as a compliment Bella. We both know that you aren't really the decent type. So, what really attracted a billionaire to you?" My dad said, lost in thought.
"Is that some sort of an insult?!" I yelled.
"That's exactly what I mean. See the way you just yelled at your father?" He said.
"Anyways, father, I don't care at all. He chose me and that's what matters." I said.
"Whatever it is that's going on between you and Sylvester, I'm happy for you dear." Mom said.
"Thanks mom." I replied.
I sat at the table with them and ate breakfast. Dad can insult me as much as he wants, I didn't raise myself, duh!
I skipped work today as well. At first I thought that I could just skip work as much as I want because I have a billionaire boyfriend. But now I'm thinking that, why work at all when you have a billionaire for a boyfriend?
I spent the rest of the day in my room.
Sometimes I wish I had a friend, someone I can gossip about my billionaire boyfriend.
It's just too bad that no one deserves to be my friend. They're all not even my type of people.
Soon it was six thirty pm.
I have to start preparing for my date.
I opened my wardrobe to look for something hot and sexy to wear.
Once I looked into my wardrobe filled with different designer dresses, I immediately found the one I wanted.
It's a good thing these maids sort out my outfits by color. I don't really sort anything myself.
Most of the times, when I'm returning a dress into my wardrobe, I actually mix it up.
I brought out a red dress and put it on.
It was very short and had no sleeves of any sort. The middle, between my boobs, was split and held together by a thin rope.
Perfect for seduction.
I also took a small red purse with me, and I put on red heels.
I went to the standing mirror and gazed at my reflection on the mirror.
"So hot" I said, and blew my reflection a kiss.
I looked at the clock one more time and it's already five minutes after seven.
He is a man, and men should always wait for the ladies to arrive last.
Sylvester POV
I've been here in the restaurant for ten minutes straight and she still isn't here.
I'm not surprised though. I actually expected her to come late. I know how people like her behave.
Speak of the devil and the devil appears.
Bella walks into the restaurant, all dressed in red. The dress even looked like it was too tight for her.
Just look at the way she dresses as if her parents are dead. What a dirty girl. Yuck.
"Hi baby. Sorry I kept you waiting." She said and kissed me on the cheek.
"No problem darling. For you I can wait till eternity." I replied.
"Wow, such a gentleman." She said.
"I can't really say the same for you." I thought.
I ordered for a glass of red wine for myself and then told her to order for what she wants.
I never knew that this Lady was such a gluten.
"I'll have a full chicken and a bottle of champagne." She said.
You can imagine the idiot. What if I was just an ordinary guy pretending to be rich?
She ate all that she had ordered and once she finished she asked if I could finish my glass of wine at all.
When I said no, she took the glass of wine and drain it in one go.
This is just crazy.
We hardly spoke about anything to each other.
Though out the date, I could only watch her consume food.
I paid the bill and we both walked out of the restaurant.
While we were outside the restaurant, beside my posh car, I finally got the chance to link myself to her father.
"I want to meet your father. Let's make everything official. I want to date you, and the next thing is marriage." I said.