Chapter 3: Golden Heirs

"What

the

hell

did

you

do

that

for??!!!! Douchbag!!! Bastard!!! Sh*t!!!F***k!!! D*mn! Motherfu-" I turned off my alarm and throw my phone on the bed.

I went to the nearby closet and began to dry my hair. Yup, I'm already awake. I always wake up 30 mins before my alarm blows off. I still put an alarm so that I could know how much time I spent after I woke up.

I'm an early person. Besides, I had reasons why I'm waking up early than others. After twenty minutes, I am already dressed in my usual white t-shirt, faded jeans, a gray jacket- since I always stay at the library--, and my favorite white converse. I tied my red hair up in a simple ponytail. I applied lip gloss, and I'm good to go.

Oh....but before that.

I jogged from my room to the next room.

This place I'm staying at was not my house, but it was a mansion called Golden

Mansion- yup, cringe name. But I did not choose it. My parents and their friends did.

Unlike its name, this house was not made of gold nor the color of the house was golden. The walls were white actually, but because this was the residence of the Golden Heirs- another cringe-worthy name that was again named by the older generation- it was given that lame title. Poor

house.

This mansion consists of eight bedrooms, six for members of golden heirs and two for the guestroom. Upstairs were the bedrooms, cinema room, music room - the room I never step into, and the art room - my favorite place.

Downstairs, was the big kitchen, a wide storage room - nothing much to see since it was all wine-, a dining area with a long table, and a luxurious wide living room.

The Golden mansion had a separate gym - that if I compare it to our school's gym, the golden gym was slightly bigger. Yep, our parents who designed this probably thought that their children were going to compete in Olympics. Really, it was such a great waste of space.

Then again, the walls and floor were not gold, the tiles were light brown. It had one big indoor pool and one big outdoor pool. I never knew how deep it was since I never soaked in both pools.

Besides the mansion, was the wide path of the garden where a small treehouse was built. My other favorite place.

The garage was also big. Currently, it has six expensive cars, Trevita for Gabriella, Bugatti Chiron for me, Maybach for Kayne, Lamborghini for Levi, Rolls- Royce, and Ferrari for Layla.

Remembering the reason why Layla bought the two expensive

cars, I rolled my eyes. She never rides even one of them. She said that she bought them to waste her father's money. She even said to me that if ever we felt frustrated we should get a pipe and smashed those damn cars. Then she will buy another again. Poor

car. Poor

father. 

But I also knew the reason why she was doing that, so I never tried to stop her.

I arrived in the next room and without knocking, I opened the door. True to my guess, the owner of this room, did not lock the door, Again.

I arrived at the owner's bed and pulled the blanket, exposing a pretty girl of the same age as me. Layla, my friend who was eighteen just tossed and hug her pillow. Her long blond hair was sticking to her face.

I sighed because I knew she was a heavy sleeper. So I reached out for my phone typing something, got her small speaker, connected it, and placed it above her head. I turned the highest volume and waited. Of course, while waiting, I went to her closet and pick some clothes and placed them at the edge of the bed. It was like I knew every minute I spend because the moment I placed the clothes on the bed, my phone- which was connected to the speaker, sounded very loudly.

"What

the

hell

did

you

do

that

for??!!!! Douchbag!!! Bastard!!! Sh*t!!!Fu--"

"F**ck!!! What the hell?!!!" Layla suddenly jumped from her bed and stared at the speaker unbelievingly. Her hair was still sticking at the side of her face and all her morning glory was waving 'good morning' at me.

"Wash up. Or you gonna be late." I said to her and throw the towel to her face. My best friend was beautiful...but not in the morning.

"What the heck Stella?!!!! I-its....that m-me??" Layla asked in disbelief while pointing her finger at the speaker. I bend down to reach for my phone and kept it inside my jeans pocket.

"Who do you think it is? Me?" I returned the question to her.

Her eyes were still wide like she couldn't believe it.

I laughed amusingly at her expression.

I recorded her voice when she was shouting madly while beating some douchbag.

We were at the party at one of our classmate's house when a man tried to harass Layla. Unfortunately for that man, he meets a girl who was angry with the world and knows how to punch. I was there at that time because I was picking up Layla since that girl would reach another realm once the strong wine got to her system. 

Watching the wild Layla, I recorded that moment. As expected, I am able to use it for the alarm. It was useful, isn't it?

Shaking my head at the memory I walked to the door and shouted,

" Be downstairs in ten minutes!"

"What the!! Hey, I'm not like you who only used plain lip gloss!! Just curling my hair would take ten minutes!"

"Then don't curl!" I shouted back while heading downstairs.

I did not hear what her answer was because I'm already at the bottom of the stairs and heading to the kitchen.

In this mansion, five people were currently living including me.

This Golden Mansion was one of the properties of the Golden Empire.

The Golden Empire was very known around the world because of the owners behind it.

I heard from a tutor that my father and his friends created the Golden Empire to nurture their network and become a power that not anyone could rival to. They wanted to monopolize the business industry around the globe.

The owners had known each other since childhood because of their family's friendship. They become more close when they were in High School and they began the first step of their dream- investing in the Golden Empire.

In a short time, the Golden Empire become very famous and featured as the rising empire in the third country world.

However, one generation was not enough to cultivate the said empire, so they started to invest in their heirs- the Golden Heirs.

.

Liam Pearson the owner of Pearson Corporation a very well-known company of cars, motorbikes, etc.- had two heirs, Levi and Layla Amari Pearson.

Richard Mackenzie, my father, owner of Mackenzie Corporation - a musician family for generations and a big investment company- had also two heirs me and Anna. However, Anna did not stay here in the mansion since she was traveling around the world because of her music career.

Tristan Cruz, the one behind the Cruz Corporation who dominated other companies in boats, yachts, ships, etc. - had one heir, Kane Cruz.

Gabriel Olson, owner of Olson Corporation, a big company who was in the field of technology and still innovating - had also one heir, Gabriella Olson.

And lastly, Mateo Calvano from the family of lawyers, owner of Calvano Corporation, a big network and an investment company had one heir, Eduardo Calvano. But we haven't met him.

I and the other children except this Eduardo had known each other since we were ten.

For the purpose of expanding the Golden Empire in the future, our families decided that we should live together and created a strong bond so that we can protect this big empire and dominate the business world.

Yeah, right. As if.

Because although we live in the same house, we have our own different lives.