Beautiful Revenge

Bella Morgan:

I walked out to the balcony with my glass of wine, and I couldn't help but be excited for today. I took a knife out from my pocket and smirked looking at it.

"Happy Birthday to you, Bella," I said to myself, and I sipped on my wine. I felt the cold breeze hitting my skin and it felt so good to begin my 25th birthday.

I walked back into my apartment without closing my balcony door. I threw my knife on the kitchen table and put my glass of wine beside it. I took my iPad with me to my room, and I put on a black tank top, black jeans, and a black leather jacket.

I looked at myself in the mirror and I couldn't help but laugh seeing myself. I grabbed my helmet and my leather gloves. I walked out of my room and went straight to the garage.

I wheeled out my motorbike and smiled happily looking at it. I put on my helmet and drove out of my mansion. I drove towards the beach because the sun would rise in a few minutes, and I wanted to see my last sunrise before getting my revenge tonight.

As soon as I arrived at the beach, I got off my motorbike. I took off my helmet and sat down on the sand feeling the cold sea breeze. I closed my eyes and tears started to fall as I remembered why I was starting my revenge today.

I got up and opened the seat cushion of my motorbike. I looked at the small brown envelope and took it out. I walked slowly towards the water and closed my eyes praying for my sanity to last for revenge.

I put the envelope in the water and let the waves do their job. I wiped my tears before taking a few steps back. The sun started to show, giving the sky a beautiful orange streak.

"I'm ready," I said to myself even though I was a little bit scared. But I couldn't back away now. I walked back towards my motorbike and got on it. I looked at the beautiful sunrise once again and smiled.

"Mom, Dad…and Damian, this is for you all," I said, and I rode my motorbike back to my big mansion. As soon as I got back, I walked into my bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror.

"Good morning, Ms. Morgan,” I heard my secretary, Daisy, say as she walked into my room.

"Do you have everything that I want for today?" I asked as I turned my head to her.

"Yes, we already prepared everything," she said as she walked closer to me. She gave me my iPad showing me my schedule for today.

"Do you want breakfast, Ms. Morgan?"

"No, but I want you to take my black Lambo to Wilson. I want a new style for my car,” I said, and Daisy smiled, nodding.

"Anything else?"

"I want you to check my penthouse and make sure to move that"—I pointed at 2 big boxes in front of my bed—"by afternoon."

"Very well, Ms. Morgan,” she said, and I gestured to her to go. I took a shower and started to get ready for work. I changed into my work attire and drove myself to work.

My phone rang just as I arrived at my office. It was Wilson. I smirked looking at his name on the screen.

"Are you seriously giving me the Lambo? I told you it's better for me to modify the Porsche," he whined, and I rolled my eyes.

"I don't need your opinion, just do what I told you yesterday,” I hissed coldly.

"Fine, I will finish it in 2 days,” he said, and I ended the call. Daisy led me to my meeting immediately and I couldn't help but be excited for tonight. I was a little nervous, but I was ready.

"Ms. Morgan, Mr. Reyes wants to see you." I smiled when I heard that last name. I gestured to her to let him in, and I opened the drawer to be sure that my beautiful knife was ready. But I needed to be patient.

"Ms. Morgan, how are you?" I closed the drawer and walked towards the old man, greeting him politely.

"Good, Mr. Reyes. How about you?" I asked as I led him to sit down on the sofa.

"Great. Shall we talk about our project?" he asked as he gestured to his secretary to bring him the contracts. I turned to Daisy to leave us alone.

"Are you coming tonight, Mr. Reyes?" I asked as I grabbed the contracts from his secretary. I opened the folder and started to read them one by one.

"I hope so. My son is coming. I should tell him to introduce himself to you." I smirked, already knowing he would be there. I've been targeting his son to start my revenge.

"What's his name again? Sorry, I'm bad with names." I put down the contract and smiled at him even though I wanted to kill him so bad, right here, right now since he was in my lair.

"Alan." He chuckled.

"Right,” I said as I looked at the contract again.

"You two should get to know each other,” he said. Of course, he wanted me to hang out with his son.

"So…Mr. Reyes, I have another meeting in 20 minutes. I don't think I can read your contract now, but I will make sure to reach out to you tomorrow,” I said.

"Very well, that won't be a problem. We should have lunch some time,” he said as he stood up.

"That would be great." I smiled widely at him, and he nodded. He walked out of the office, and I ripped his contract into small pieces right away.

"You're going to die in my hands soon."

Bella Morgan:

I walked into the ballroom with my heart beating fast. I was more than ready to start my revenge even though I was a little nervous, but I loved the thrilling feeling. I walked through the crowd to find my target.

Alan Reyes.

He was the one and only son of Rector Reyes and currently controlled Reyes Oil. Rector was still working but he only interacted with important people that he was close with.

I grabbed a glass of champagne and started to listen to the event. My eyes roamed around looking for Alan. When I landed on my target, I walked slowly as I greeted some people. I was standing alone as I tried to listen to the ongoing event.

"You must be Bella Morgan." I turned to see the devil himself standing beside me.

"And you…must be Alan Reyes,” I said as I glanced at him. Alan Reyes was the definition of a perfect man physically, but he was a devil inside. He was evil and good at his business.

"My father likes working with you,” he said, and I sipped my champagne.

"Of course, he does. Working with me is a big step towards his goal,” I said arrogantly, and I heard him chuckling.

"That's true, but he just let me take over the project,” he whispered near my ear, and I turned to him, smirking.

"My close friend just opened up a casino near here. Wanna ditch the event and go there?" Alan asked and I let out a small laugh.

"Casino?"

"I think you're the type who can play poker,” he said, and I sipped on my champagne, thinking about whether I should go.

"Maybe next time. I have somewhere to be."

"How about we grab a drink at the bar next to this ballroom?" He wasn’t giving up. This would be fun.

"Very well,” I said, and he held his hand out to me. I took it, and I felt something when our skin touched. I tried to ignore it and walked with him out of the ballroom. He led me to a small luxury bar next to the ballroom.

"My treat for today,” he said, and I smiled, letting him take control. He pulled a chair for me, and I sat down. He sat beside me as we faced the bartender.

"Let me order for you," he offered, and I gestured for him to do so. He ordered two strong drinks, and I put my small clutch on the chair beside me.

"Have you read the contract yet?"

"Yeah,” I answered even though I’d ripped it into pieces without a glance.

"What do you think?" he asked curiously as I pulled my hair over my shoulder. I knew he's currently checking me out.

"I think we should talk about it more. We should arrange a meeting."

"Sure, I'll set up a meeting for us." I turned to him, and he looked at me straight in the eyes.

"I heard that you love sports cars."

"I wonder who told you that." I smiled, and at the same time, the bartender gave us our drinks. I took a sip, and it was quite strong.

"I have my sources."

"I was wondering if you want to go to a sports car exhibition on Friday,” I said, and his eyes widened.

"I would love to,” he said, and I raised my glass. We both cheered with our drinks and took a sip.

"Nice order, Mr. Reyes."

"You can call me Alan,” he said as I put down my drink.

"You come here often?" I asked as I looked around the bar.

"My friend owns this place, so I often come here to meet him." I bit my lip and tried to control myself from killing this man. Being with Alan right now really tested my patience.

"Did I tell you that you look beautiful tonight?" he said in a seductive tone. I smirked as I slowly leaned closer to him.

"Really?" I whispered and his eyes started to roam around my body. I could sense that he wanted to get laid. I would give it to him.

"Are you a good drinker?" I asked and his eyes went back to mine.

"Yes, how about you?"

"Not so much. Maybe…around 2 glasses,” I said as I looked at my drink. I finished it in one gulp and asked the bartender for more.

"I thought your alcohol tolerance was high."

It was high, but I was playing the drama card tonight. I chuckled and shook my head. I put my hand on his suit collar.

"Your father mentions you a lot. He must be so proud of you,” I said as I slowly looked into his eyes.

"He wanted me to take over the company quickly at such a young age."

"Ah…you still want to enjoy your bachelor life, right?" I smirked and he chuckled, nodding.

"Here you go, miss." I grabbed my second glass of alcohol.

"Bachelor life is fun, don't you think?"

"That's true." I nodded and took big sip of the new drink.

"Hey…slow down," Alan said.

"Today is my birthday,” I said as I pretended to be a little tipsy.

"Happy birthday then,” he said simply as he pushed a couple strands of my hair back to my ear. I bit my lips and looked at him.

"Thank you, Alan,” I said as I grabbed my drink from his hand and drank it all at once. I put it down and chuckled.

"Why aren't you drinking?" I asked and he immediately took a sip of his drink. He turned his body fully to me and slowly leaned his face to me.

"How about I make your birthday…more memorable?" he asked, and I smiled at him. I bit my lip and nodded.

"Let's go." He grabbed my hand and led me out of the bar.