The Billionare And I

Chapter 1

 “Mr Anderson! Mr Anderson!”

“Isaac! Please, answer some questions!”

“Turn around, Mr Anderson!”

“Isaac! Is it true that –“

The paparazzi screamed out as I stepped out of my limousine, my Aviators shielding my eyes from the bright lights as I covered my face with the palm of my hands and then my two security guards surrounded me as I walked to the tall building to meet up with my director to talk about my audition as the lead role in the next big movie coming up. This movie would heighten my fame – I was sure of it, seeming as the film was based upon a popular teen book series, it was a total cliché, but which human didn’t like to watch or read the common cliché romance?

“Welcome Mr Anderson.” The butler greeted as I walked into the hotel, the security team let me in as they shut the doors and guarded it as paparazzi and fans started to pile up against the glass windows, I smirked and flashed the crowd a billion dollar smile as I made my way towards the famous café inside the hotel, I spotted Kevin Vance as soon as I walked in, he was the only man sitting down, wearing a suit, and holding a pile of papers, folders and a plate of steak. And of course, he was holding three phones, one was on his ear, he was talking to someone, and the other two he was texting rapidly. Oh the perks of being a director.

“Kevin.” I greeted as I walked in confidently, he turned around and flashed me a grin, putting down a phone and pulling out a cigarette between his lips, I mentally cringed, I was against drugs in any form, and because Kevin was nearing his sixties, I was pretty worried for his health, although he was an amazing director.

“Ah, Isaac, thankyou for coming on such a short notice. Hold on-“ He says as I sit down, he abruptly makes an excuse to the person on the phone before hanging up. I shake my head with a chuckle, “Busy man, huh?” I tease as the waitress comes to me, asking for my order – I skim through the menu and my eyes fall upon my favourite dish.

Spaghetti Carbonara.

After we finished ordering our dishes, I turned my attention back to Kevin, gesturing him to start talking. He puts down all of his phones and clears his throat. “So, Isaac, as you know ‘All The Wrong Reasons’ is an insanely famous novel written by Janice Hart, and she has been imaging her novel to become a film for a while now. The lead in this film is meant to be a player; a notorious bad boy. Now, every once in a while movies such as this cliché require the actor to look exactly how the author, Miss Hart, has described him or her to be.” He says as the waitress comes back with our beverages – a Chai Latte for him and a Lemon and Limes Bitters for myself.

“Now, the main character, Aiden Jackson, is described in the book, as quoted-“ he starts as he pulls out a thick novel and reads out, “His dark green orbs could hypnotise and manipulate any girl, innocent or not; naïve or smart, into doing anything he wanted, his dark, jet-black hair was tousled in a sexy sort of way – sex hair – as Anna described, his jaw line was sharp and chiselled to perfection every time his face moved. I watched as my face started to heat up as he pulled the cigarette butt between his lips – his arms flexing effortlessly, by the way – and inhaled the drug, dear God, how sexy could this boy – no man get?” I watched in humour at how Kevin got into character of the lead actress describing Jackson.

“Wow, is this how much detail women describe in their heads to see a guy smoke?” I joked as I shook my head. Kevin gave a laugh and lay the book down between us. “I assume so, but anyway, as I was saying, during the auditions, Miss Hart wasn’t looking for just talent, but appearance as well, and yourself and Derek Moore took interest in her, and she has asked for a call-back audition. Now, I have called this…talk, to warn you about what she expects – if you want to land the role as Aiden Jackson, that is.” He continues. I thank the waitress as our food arrives.

My lips form a thin line, Derek Moore and I were not good friends, the media, directors, actors and interviewers always compared us since we were the same age and looked similar, only he was more successful, but was a dirty player. He was a Calvin Klein model and had a shoe line named after his family name. “Mr Moore, huh? Why am I not surprised.” I muttered, shaking my head.

“In the call-back, you’re expected to perform two scenes, the scene where you first meet – Aiden and Paige, and the scene where Aiden is put into jail and wants to see Paige. Now I highly recommend you to read the novel before the audition next week as you’re expected to have already read it.” He warns. I nod as I eat my spaghetti, I’ve never starred in a romance film before, I’ve only ever been in action and comedy. Well I mean, the only romantic thing I’ve done in my life left me humiliated. I shuddered at the dark memory.

To this day, Cassandra Marshall still haunts my memory and is the star of my nightmares, ironic since she was my dream girl before. “Isaac!” Scowled Kevin, I blinked and gave him an apologetic look, “Sorry, repeat that?” I asked, and Kevin rolls his eyes. “As I said before you started to go to la la land, the actress has been confirmed, she’s quite famous, you might have heard of her, she’s was originally a model from Los Angeles and now she’s starting her acting career in Hollywood.” He says.

My ears instantly perk up, I was rather interested to see whom my co-star would be – if I land the role that is. “Hm, who is she?” I ask curiously. But who knew that when he answered that I would be making the hardest decision of my life, that I wanted to cry and smash something at the same time, that my night-mare was coming to life.

“Cassandra Jane Marshall.”

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B O O M ! 

Okay so originally i wasn't meant to make Cassandra his co-star, but rather his co-star's personal assistant, but i thought that it would be more dramatic to end the chapter with my dear Cassandra, next chapter will introduce Cassandra properly and not in Isaac's negative point of view of her. 

I feel like im talking to myself because i havent gotten any comments on this story yet, but im in love with this story, oops?