Under the deep pink night sky, the soft light of maroon-pink moon fell on a gleaming-red Maserati which glided down the market street lined with full of shops having neon-lit boards and holographic advertisements of latest cutting-edge tech products.
The car halted in front of a huge, extravagant building, attracting a huge crowd of diverse people around it.
The gasps of people full of awe and chatter died down around the car as a handsome man in black with slick-backed hair stepped out of it, accompanied by a charmingly pretty lady in gorgeous blue.
As they both made their entrance into the building, they stepped into a hyper-exotic jewelry store, making all the salespeople leave other customers and rush towards them.
Shortly, the manager of the showroom arrived due to the commotion. Visibly panicked, he dashed towards the slick-backed man and attempted to please him.
"How can I help you Mister Heisen and Miss Remila?" the manager asked.
The slick-backed man broke his silence and asked "What's the rarest gem on the Earth? "
The manager took a moment to scratch his head and then answered "That would be Tanzanite! Mister Heisen"
"Huh?"
"What's the costliest necklace that your company can offer me?" questioned Heisen without even thinking for a second.
"S-s-sir. I could show that to you" the manager glares at a salesperson hinting him to get the necklace. As the salesperson disappears into a room, the sweat started to well up on the obese manager's forehead and body, which dampened his shirt.
The tension finally broke as the salesperson brings a tightly sealed glass box with a necklace composed of exceptionally sparkling and rarest gem. The Pink Star Diamond.
"Hmm?, is this Tanzanite?" asked Heisen, blandly.
"N-no sir, that's the Pink Star Diamond. Only one of its kind, a truly marvelous piece of art!" said the manager.
He looked at Remila and asked.
"Did you like it, Remila?"
She took a moment to appreciate that masterpiece by caressing her hand on it and nodded in agreement.
"Yep!, that's that then. Pack it, Mr. Manager," said Heisen
The manager was stunned by his casual demeanour.
"But si-"
"And I'll pay by-"
"Sir!!"
"Why are you interrupting me??, I just wanna checkout already!"
"But sir the bill would be-"
"You're now getting on my nerves, Mister! Well, whatever. How much does it even worth?"
"$3400, sir"
"Excuse me!?, that's too cheap for one of the most expensive diamond necklace!!" Heisen exclaimed, stunned and confused.
"That's not for the necklace, but for this month's rent due" the manager answered flatly in a robotic voice.
"What?!, what do you mean?. I'm Shawn Heisen, the richest man alive on Earth! You think this is funny?! Don't you dare try to disrespect me, you bug!!" Heisen hissed furiously.
"First pay your rent lil' bro" cooed a voice mockingly from behind.
SWISHHHHH!!!
Everything disappeared in thin air, leaving Shawn the only one standing in that empty showroom.
"What!?, WHAT'S GOING ON?!" he exclaimed frantically. But before he could process the next thing, he started to hear many distinct voices speaking from above.
"It's been three whole-months! You still haven't paid your rent, you bratty liar!, *cough* and this time, I'm surely gonna kick your ass out!" An elderly voice exclaimed .
"Oii, where's my money you took as a loan, saying that you're in grave trouble?! If I don't get the money back with interest by tomorrow, I'm gonna carve up your insides and take all your precious organs and sell em in the black market" A voice guffawed saying that.
"You always show up only to ask for money and after that we're the ones chasing after you. I've had enough of it Shawn!" A voice of a woman sighed in disappointment.
"I won't hear any of your stupid excuses this time!!" An irritated voice exclaims.
"Yeah, we won't hear your stupid excuses, Shawn!!" The voices say in unison.
"W-Wha-What!!.What's going on with me??" Shawn fell to the ground utterly terrified and bewildered by the chaos of that situation.
Suddenly, a dozen hands appeared, surrounding and cornering him.
"Nooooooooo!!!! Please stop!!!!" I screamed.
"Hey Shawn!!" a pleasant voice exclaimed.
"I swear I'll pay the money that I owe you, guys!!" I shouted in horror.
"Shawn!!!" again I heard that pleasant voice.
"Wake up, can you hear me??"
"Huh?!" I forciblyopened my eyes.
"What's going on?" was supposed to be the first question I should've asked myself after waking up. But my voice didn't come out, not because of this scary nightmare-shit that had just happened to me. But because I was enjoying something that was happening to me right now.
I was being cradled on her soft, plushy lap.
"Hmmph. So comfy" I mumbled.
As I looked up my heart began to beat the hell outta my chest and my face began to burn because of two things.
First, her face is way too close from mine!!, like is she even aware of the tension in this situation and second, just like every other normal guy, I was having a boner. Yeah, call it gross or whatever.
"Did you have a nightmare again, Shawn?" She asked.
Before I could answer that, I jumped from her lap impulsively like a cat and sat back cross legged to hide my wakeup special bone.
"Hmm? What's wrong?... Answer me!" Her eyes innocent and pure.
"Yeah, looks like I had another freaking nightmare" was my reply as I smiled slyly.
Before I could regain my senses back, I felt her tender arms gently wrap around my chest and wow! she hugged me after so long.
Oh God!, I can't describe how comforting it is to my soul. The scent of her deep-blue hair is soothing my nerves and the warmth of her hug, oof, so DIVINE!
God, I can't take it anymore. I wanna smother her cute, porcelain face with my kisses at this fucking INSTANT!!
"Are you alright now, Shawn?" she asked, with genuine concern.
"I'm fine now. Thanks Remi!" her face changed like seasons, from concerned to relief and relief to anger, as I replied that.
"I've told you a million times to not to sleep under your study table-turned laboratory. That's it! From now on you're sleeping on the bed, beside me!" she hissed with anger blazing from her porcelain face.
She looks even more adorable when she's angry. But wait a sec. WHATTTT?!
IS SHE OUTTA HER MIND?. A teenage girl and a boy sharing the same bed, IS as inappropriate as it sounds. But yeah, I know in my heart she said that just because she's genuinely concerned about me. Not like someone (that's absolutely me) drowned in lewd fantasies all day and night.
"Alright, I guess?" I sighed with skepticism.
"Yay! Good, roomie," she said while acting all smug.
I glanced at the mini clock on my desk which showed 2:23 a.m. It was early morning and my dream of being stupidly rich was just a freaking nightmare. GOOD! What's more? Fuckyou, nightmares, for ruining my sweet-rainbowy, princess dreams of being Richie-Rich.
"What happened? Roomie?" she questioned.
"Hey" I muttered, my eyes burning with courage.
"What?" She asked.
"Wouldn't you go out with me-"
The start of the beginning...