Chapter 3
- "Well I'm trying to get an interview and I'm in all hopes he would notice me. I called his office a while ago and they said they'll call me." I answer.
- "They'll call you like never." Kylie snaps.
- I sigh. "Don't be so negative."
- "I'm warning you about him, Thea. He's a very influential man. He's very attractive as what I've read news about him. And even his pictures makes me want to masturbate on it." Kylie moans.
- I laugh.
- "I heard he's hard to resist. I mean, duh? The obvious is slapped on your face with his pictures online." Kylie grins.
- I smack her arm. "You're a bitch. Stop."
- She laughs. "Seriously, all I'm saying is be careful if ever you meet him."
- "And we hope you have the best for it. I'm so sure that you'll get to interview him." Jonah smiles.
- "But... What if you don't?" Kylie asks.
- I sigh. "Mrs. Victoria said I'll be needing to look for another publishing company to have my internship on."
- "That fucking bitch! She's literally not a good boss! I wonder how she keeps her rank like that." Kylie rants.
- Later, after Kylie and Jonah had left after we had dinner together so they could finally sleep, I decided to stay up for a bit. I head to my bed, settled on my pillow with my laptop on my lap.
- I stayed up until one in the morning, reading more and more since I've already dug up some dirt about him.
- Benedict Edward Rose Saintclare. Twenty-five years old. Fuckingly wealthy. He got a headline the day when the world found out he was the first born of Hugo Saintclare from a one night stand. Mr. Hugo Saintclare used to belong to an insanely famous boyband years ago called Satellite Patrol, later he turned to be a ridiculously filthy rich businessman. His mother, Miranda Rose Saintclare, at first kept him in secret for seven years from Hugo and the entire world since she wasn't ready to tell everyone about him. Mrs. Saintclare was also married to her ex-husband Landon Thompson which was Hugo Saintclare's best friend who turned out to also be a part of Satellite Patrol.
- Not too cliche kind of love triangle.
- At age seven, he was involved in a car accident and was diagnosed with Traumatic Brain Injury. It was one of their family's dark days, as what Mrs. Miranda Saintclare said in an interview. It made the world feel on pins and needles to see if he would make it. But with millions of money from his father, he was miraculously cured.
- At age seventeen, he had his first girlfriend named Desiree Hanson. After his first serious relationship, he hasn't been into any relationships since then. At age eighteen, he'd been the world's biggest player and smoothest liar to women in college. At nineteen, he was starting to be seen with different women a week. At twenty, he became the perfectly cold-hearted bastard, rich from head to boot.
- By twenty-two, he finished Business Administration with honors. He excelled well in his studies and also earned a black belt in karate. During weekends, he'd be seen in famous clubs in different countries or either he'd fly his own private jets from one state to the next or probably out skiing. He loves anything that's outdoor. He acquainted himself in sports. He became the most notorious trust-fund baby in our generation.
- He owns a lot of sports cars, the kind of luxurious cars where you wouldn't even think a man would be ridiculous enough to spend tons of cash on a limited edition ride. But Benedict can lavish millions for petty little things even if he doesn't need it. He can buy anything he wants within a snap.
- Benedict has a little sister, Bethany Carmel Rose Saintclare who's only sixteen years old and still in high school. The youngest are twins named Olivia Rosalie "Rosie" Saintclare and Dylan Dorothy Saintclare.
- Since he's the eldest, he inherited his father's position on his group of companies and never ending wealth. He became not only a billionaire but an absolute symbol of power too. Not politically, but the kind of power that comes from having lots of money. He isn't linked to the shady dealings of the political machine, but he knows he will win if he'll run. That's why every politician from all over the globe wants to be on the good side of the playboy because it's their best interest because anyone backed by Benedict Saintclare can't be owned by anyone else. He's the champion of the underdog.
- At twenty-three he became a venture capitalist, funding the tech projects of his closest friends named PJ Payne, Khaleel Monroe and Sebastian Hall, from the genius clan of Puissance League which soared to a great success, making Ben Saintclare a few hundred million wealthier.
- Imagine that!
- Ben Saintclare, a simple name but a very powerful businessman.
- Latest cover of Enquirer:
- The world's most favorite playboy reveals how many women he slept with.
- Why isn't he interested in marriage?
- And how he became the world's hottest bachelor?
- All the juice and more!
- Juice. That sounded awfully naughty.
- On Twitter:
- @BenSaintclare I heard you were at New York last week? Didn't get to see you.
- You fucked my girlfriend! You're so fucking DEAD!! @BenSaintclare
- @BenSaintclare I wish I'd never laid my eyes on you. I can't believe you're not talking to me after that one night stand. #FU
- Free drinks! @BenSaintclare is paying at White Coven's downtown. See yah!!
- On his Facebook Wall:
- Saintclare! Drinks next weekend I'm in town with my wife. Not bringing her though, she'd fawned over you. PM me.
- Miss partying with you. How about renting a yacht like the old times?
- Hey Ben ;) remember me? I gave you my number, call me or message me?
- "I doubt he'd even message you. He's got tons of other girls." I murmur.
- Wow. You're a real gem.
- I slammed on my laptop shut around two thirty in the morning.
- I yawned as I stared at my ceiling, I know that I need to make a good story for Mrs. Victoria or else she'll fire me as her intern and I can't let that happen.