Rise Of The Billionaire Actress: Dreams, Deceit & Desires

ESTHER'S POV ( Deloise's mother)" I can't have Louise ending up like him, that can never happen. Oh not again! " Esther paced around her kitchen gripping her hair as she saw her nightmare flash before her eyes." It feels like I can't escape him, he just won't give me a break! I can't let my daughter go through that path. What can I do? " She thought hard, and reorganized an already organized set of cups.Walking into the whole setup of Deloise reciting and acting that monologue sobered her up to the fact that she had to do something and fast. She always thought the whole drama flair was a phase that would pass in her beautiful daughter's life.Oh, how wrong she was!Her daughter had always been a focused, consistent, passion-driven and outstanding young lady since her childhood. She mindlessly walked about her kitchen picking up some sugar, baking powder, and other things in readiness to 'stress-bake' - as her daughter termed it.Going through the process of creating a piece of cake

A troubled Deloise laid on her bed as she thought back on her conversation with Ann. The undiluted truth about her not doing anything realistic in pursuit of her desired career plagued her.She picked up her phone and opened a popular microblogging app. Scrolling through her timeline, news of the arrival of the movie king Daniel Greenwood in New York City occupied the number one spot of what's trending. Pictures of the Forty-year-old man flooded the internet showing the pack of fans who welcomed him into the busy city. How great would it feel to have such an impact? Deloise thought, sighing as she went through the pictures of the number of fans and gifts received.Not wanting to spend more than the required time sulking over how pathetic her life was at the moment, she kept on scrolling and saw a post from the official handle of The Royal Arts Academy, New York. Which read;_SCHOLARSHIP! SCHOLARSHIP! SCHOLARSHIP!Application to study performing arts in our prestigious institution an

Royal Arts Academy, New York.The sun was out and bright, portraying shades of trees and leaves littered in the quiet school compound. The prestigious school was yet to open for academia and prepared to open the year's session in three weeks.The director of Arts, Mr. Austin walked hastily towards the school gates, checking his Rolex watch as his eyes nervously scanned the empty area. Meanwhile, far to the right, a black Lexus Jeep parked horizontally, with its glasses tinted and exotic. A man in his late forties sat inside the car, leisurely looking through a news magazine. His deep brown orbs, effortlessly scanned through the content of the magazine. While his long baby lashes and deep black eyelids gave a beautiful touch to his round eyes, perfectly arched brows, and glass skin.Dressed stylishly, his magnificently sculpted body was donned in a black tux which accentuated his model arms and body structure - arms desired by the majority of the female populace.His poise screamed ro

" Today, two things are bound to happen," Anna spoke firmly, her hands on her waist. " It's either you tell me what's going on or you tell me what's going on." She said to Deloise- who groaned in return." Don't even think about playing moody with me or you are going to have to leave." She threatened. " I refuse to spend my last days with a moody person who has refused to speak to her alleged best friend on whatever the problem is."By the look on Anna's face, Deloise realized that she may have pushed it with Ann and almost spoke up. She made to speak but the memory of that miserable night came rushing back, effectively shunning her to silence.Anna noticed her internal conflict, but refused to back off. She couldn't let her go back into the slimy shell she's been in for days. " No, you're not doing that, not today. Speak." She urged firmly, while silence engulfed the room.The silence got broken by the incessant sobs of Deloise. Witnessing her best friend in a state of immense pain,

It was a sharp noon and Mr. Austin took note of the fact he had two hours before his next meeting and submerged himself into work.In his search for new faces, he's seen over seven thousand audition videos, in which he selected two ladies he felt could have some prospect in the acting field if brushed up a little.The job took a major toll on him, and the fact he was yet to see an outstanding audition video sent him to despair. Mr. Austin tiredly scrolled down the mail, he decided to sort them from the latest received, and got ready to bin applications as he had been doing forever.Usually, he went five seconds into every audition. Surely, five seconds was enough to get him to feel something. Matter of fact, he deliberated the thought of reducing his torture to a three seconds mark before judgement.After the sixth video, Mr. Austin was gradually losing his mind. The confidence of people, sending in poorly done videos made him cringe. The sixth video wasn't even an audition video!App