𝚁𝙾𝚂𝙴 𝚃𝙰𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙳 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚃𝚂

𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚇𝚇𝚇𝙸𝙸𝙸

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Blanchette Sorana.
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Growing up as an only child of the eldest son of a prestige family, deemed and treated as royalties. A family name that became the epitome of success, power and money--Desmond literally embodied the greatness and fame, this materialistic world could offer.

I was born with a golden spoon on my mouth, treated as a golden child and being favored by any powerful man and woman by any means. The world literally presented to my reach. I can get what I want, do what I want without getting any consequences even if the actions turn out horrible to anyone around me.

I don't care if I cause trouble, stealing someone's pride-crumbling their confidence and integrity. As a matter of fact, I enjoy torturing everyone I've seen and practically hated them for just breathing. If I say, I don't like you... The world would hate you too cause that's what I am, a bitch who rule and the rule itself!

I don't take a single shit! Unless you're useful but nah! I'll just got bored of you anyway and I'll just throw you out on the street like a rabbid dog!

No one would do something. They would just turn deaf or blind eye just to not get on my bad side. No one dared to or they ended up loosing what they owned and loved... Sad.

I am Blanchette Sorana Desmond, an heiress to the multi-company of Desmond Empire who worths of billions or even trillions of fortune. Of course! I would! I basically help the empire to thrive more and reach it's peak of success and fame.

I was even labeled as ruthless genius businesswoman in the business world. When a man heard my name, they would cower, tuck their tails behind them and go kneel to praise me. With their logic thrown away, they'll do anything to satisfy my hunger in power and sovereignty.

I'm loved and favoured severely. My parents, both of my grandparents and even relatives adores me so much, praises me every time, even though I'm just sitting pretty and be a bratty bitch. I'm so sheltered and spoiled rotten brat by everyone in my circle.

Everyone who set their eyes on me, bow down to respect me, whether it's out of admiration, envy or their hatred towards my existence. Psh! I don't even care. I'm living my best life!

Life isn't lonely for me, nothing materialistic things can satisfy me. I do have a friend's, good, bad. I even had a user and a gold digging clout chaser person bitch who cling to me. I fact I have so many of them through out my life.

They only befriended me because of the amount of the power and fame the family name I am bearing but I don't give them a damn. They're just trash to me anyway. I'll just throw them after I used them.

Being a spoiled brat is less like appealing to me anymore and money only became a paper to me, fame and power became a tool for me mess with the people I deemed as peasants.

As the time goes by, I found my hobby which is crumbling our rivalries or enemies' businesses boring and less entertaining, it became an endless cycle for me that I fucking detest! I've grown hated it!

Ingrid Collins, I met her during my senior year. She's a transferee then from a province (I don't know) and thus she became the subject of bullying in my school solely because of her being only a probinsyana girl-that's what Aamon and his goons used to call her and so is everyone else in SM academy.

She hated us, the rich but lowlife bastards (that's what she used to call us) because of how uncanny and awful the attitudes of those who belongs to prestigious family.

"I expect better from you Blanchette Desmond!" full on rage, she compronted me after our small usual bickering. "You lack manners and an egoistic cold hearted bitch!"