Post by Shawn DeLise on Jul 3, 2016 23:11:48 GMT
FADE IN:
EXT. 2133 VINEYARDS PARKWAY – BRENTWOOD, CALIFORNIA – JULY 1ST, 2016
Shawn DeLise stood in the driveway of a magnificent older looking brick home – mansion to be exact – in one of the most posh regions of the Bay Area. The entire area is surrounded by vineyards, orchards, and parklands. It's a real upper class heaven.
A for sale sign sat to the right of Shawn DeLise and a realtor was currently slapping a “SOLD” sticker across the company logo. The gentleman gave DeLise a nod before disappearing down the driveway towards the street.
As he is talking on the phone, Shawn turns to face the street.
SHAWN DELISE
“Listen Georgia. I’m just about to attend
this meeting. It’s just about getting the
company more air time. No Georgia. It’s
just some no name company. Nothing big.”
“Listen Georgia. I’m just about to attend
this meeting. It’s just about getting the
company more air time. No Georgia. It’s
just some no name company. Nothing big.”
Shawn didn't appear to be overly thrilled about the Q and A sessions Georgia put him through every time they exchanged a conversation. In fact, it left him frustrated.
SHAWN DELISE
“Why must you know? Can’t you just for once
take my word on it? No, Georgia it’s
called fucking trust. Look it up sometime.”
He mouthed the words ‘dumb bitch’ to finish the sentence.
SHAWN DELISE
“It’s called – Steel Ramp 98 point – 5. No
I didn’t make it up. Go ahead and check
why don’t you?”
He rubbed his forehead hoping she wouldn’t check because the name was a complete lie. There was no such thing as the Steel Ramp 98.5.
SHAWN DELISE
“Listen Georgia it’s time and they are
waiting on me. Yep, yep, yep see ya.”
“Listen Georgia it’s time and they are
waiting on me. Yep, yep, yep see ya.”
He ended the call.
SHAWN DELISE
“Dumb fucking stupid ass, fucking
whore. FUCK YOU!”
“Dumb fucking stupid ass, fucking
whore. FUCK YOU!”
FEMALE VOICE
“Ummm excuse me. Is that anyone to treat
the best superstar on your roster?”
“Ummm excuse me. Is that anyone to treat
the best superstar on your roster?”
Arianny Blake entered the scene and her arms were folded across her chest. Dressed in a flowing, multicolored Marchesa maxi dress with straps that crisscrossed in the back and delicate gold sandals, the princess painted a pretty picture to look at. Her beautiful blond locks were pulled into a low ponytail and large, designer Coach sunglasses covered her face.
ARIANNY BLAKE
“Why am I here? And why are so
you pissy?”
SHAWN DELISE
“None of your business girl. It
doesn’t concern you.”
“Why am I here? And why are so
you pissy?”
SHAWN DELISE
“None of your business girl. It
doesn’t concern you.”
Shawn tucked his cellphone into the pocket of his jacket to give himself a moment to clear his head. Then she shined a smile towards Arianny -- a cocky smile.
SHAWN DELISE
“But take yourself a gander.”
“But take yourself a gander.”
Shawn gestured at their surroundings.
SHAWN DELISE (CONT’D)
“Fucking beautiful, ain’t it? Top of the
line and a place for a princess.
Wouldn’t you agree?”
“Fucking beautiful, ain’t it? Top of the
line and a place for a princess.
Wouldn’t you agree?”
Arianny glanced around at the exquisite home. It was a palace fit for a princess, that was actually true. Everything from the lush landscaping to the size and structure of it. No doubt the inside was just as extravagant.
But Arianny shrugged, feigning indifference.
ARIANNY BLAKE
“It’s okay. I mean, I’ve seen nicer houses
in the Hamptons during summer break.”
“It’s okay. I mean, I’ve seen nicer houses
in the Hamptons during summer break.”
She pulled her cellphone from her Louis Vuitton bag and started looking at it, much to Shawn’s annoyance. Finally she found what she was looking for and held out her hand.
ARIANNY BLAKE (CONT’D)
“This house on Pinterest is way nicer.”
“This house on Pinterest is way nicer.”
Shawn barely glanced at the picture she was attempting to show.
SHAWN DELISE
“If you’re a fucking dog maybe. Are you
a dog Arianny?”
“If you’re a fucking dog maybe. Are you
a dog Arianny?”
Shawn reached into the pocket of his slacks and pulled out a set of keys. He tossed them to Arianny and began walking towards the massive mansion.
SHAWN DELISE
“Well instead of standing there looking
stupid, why not follow me and open the
door. I want you to take a look at the
future home of the Mean Girl Mafia.”
“Well instead of standing there looking
stupid, why not follow me and open the
door. I want you to take a look at the
future home of the Mean Girl Mafia.”
Shawn waved for her to follow him. Arianny looked down at the keys that had landed in her hand.
ARIANNY BLAKE
“Wait, what?”
She hurried to catch up with Shawn who was almost up the winding driveway and grabbed his arm.
ARIANNY BLAKE (CONT’D)
“Did you just say that this house is mine?”
“Did you just say that this house is mine?”
Shawn stopped and pulled his arm away, brushing off the spot where Arianny had just touched him. She noticed and made a face.
ARIANNY BLAKE (CONT’D)
“I saw that.”
SHAWN DELISE
“This is an Alexander Amosu Bespoke
suit. Shit is like a hundred g’s.”
“This is an Alexander Amosu Bespoke
suit. Shit is like a hundred g’s.”
He gave her a look as if to say -- more than you. She didn’t immediately reply.
SHAWN DELISE
“Good. You’ve learned to listen since our
last visit. Women who actually listen
are few and far between. A dying breed.
Here’s the deal. If you are going to be
hanging around me then you need to play
the part. I can not have a fucking girl
that is associated with me living in some
garbage ass, lower class dive.”
“Good. You’ve learned to listen since our
last visit. Women who actually listen
are few and far between. A dying breed.
Here’s the deal. If you are going to be
hanging around me then you need to play
the part. I can not have a fucking girl
that is associated with me living in some
garbage ass, lower class dive.”
He continued up the front steps leading into Arianny’s new castle of a home.
SHAWN DELISE (CONT’D)
“I have an image you know.”
“I have an image you know.”
ARIANNY BLAKE
“You know, I don’t appreciate the fact you keep
insinuating that I am beneath you. I’m not just
wrestling royalty, you know. I’m young,
beautiful, educated, and rich. You should be
thankful that I’m even giving you the time
of day.
“You know, I don’t appreciate the fact you keep
insinuating that I am beneath you. I’m not just
wrestling royalty, you know. I’m young,
beautiful, educated, and rich. You should be
thankful that I’m even giving you the time
of day.
Nonetheless, she followed him up the front steps and brushed past him so she could enter the home first. It actually did impress her and she wasn’t able to hide it quick enough. Shawn smirked and stepped up beside her.
SHAWN DELISE
“I think you should be the one thanking
me at the moment.”
He removed Ari’s sunglasses from her face and gave her a look, suggesting what he wanted in return. Arianny replied by snatching her sunglasses from him and placing them on top of her head.
ARIANNY BLAKE (CONT’D)
“Fat chance of that, pretty boy. Give me
a tour.”
“Fat chance of that, pretty boy. Give me
a tour.”
Being denied by the princess obviously frustrated Shawn. He looked as if he was ready to just drop her; wipe his hands of the whole so-called relationship. But nonetheless he brushed away the negative expression and smirked at her.
SHAWN DELISE
“Then follow me.”
“Then follow me.”
Their first stop was the kitchen.
SHAWN DELISE
“You probably don’t have a clue what this room is,
but it’s called a kitche. People make what you
eat in here. Before you get your panties in a
twist, believe me, I don’t expect you to cook
anything. I’ve assembled a team so MY fucking
girl doesn’t go and burn the entire house down.
Or break a nail.”
“You probably don’t have a clue what this room is,
but it’s called a kitche. People make what you
eat in here. Before you get your panties in a
twist, believe me, I don’t expect you to cook
anything. I’ve assembled a team so MY fucking
girl doesn’t go and burn the entire house down.
Or break a nail.”
Shawn took the liberty of grabbing Arianny by the shoulder and forced her to turn so he could take a quick look at her perfect little ass. Satisfied at what he was going to get in return for all of this, he nudged her in the opposite direction. A few seconds later, he pointed up into one of the corners of the hallway.
SHAWN DELISE
“Also had a top of the line security system
installed. Cameras are everywhere, with
a direct.”
“Also had a top of the line security system
installed. Cameras are everywhere, with
a direct.”
He paused.
SHAWN DELISE (CONT’D)
“Let me show you the pride and joy of
this place, besides my -- your
bedroom. The fucking backyard.”
“Let me show you the pride and joy of
this place, besides my -- your
bedroom. The fucking backyard.”
He led her back towards two huge doors which led outside to the garden and pool. Again, Arianny pushed him aside so she could look first.
ARIANNY BLAKE
“Oh wow…”
Arianny Blake, used to wealth and the finer things in life, looked truly shocked at the brilliant backyard. The ‘pool’ was more like a sprawling river that wrapped the entire length of the backyard area. It was the grandest thing Arianny had ever seen and she didn’t bother to pull away from Shawn when he wrapped his arms around her waist.
ARIANNY BLAKE (CONT’D)
“Ohmygod! LOVE!!!! Shawn, it’s gorgeous!!!”
“Ohmygod! LOVE!!!! Shawn, it’s gorgeous!!!”
She twisted around in his embrace so they were facing one another and she smiled up at him.
ARIANNY BLAKE (CONT’D)
“This is mine?!”
“This is mine?!”
Her reaction pleased him. He knew full well that he had just won her over. Shawn let his hand run down her back and come to a rest on her left cheek. He gave it a possessive squeeze.
You’re mine, he thought.
SHAWN DELISE
“Oh yeah. Every square foot of this castle
is fucking yours, babe.”
“Oh yeah. Every square foot of this castle
is fucking yours, babe.”
Shawn chuckled.
SHAWN DELISE
“Care to take a dip or would you rather we
continue the tour? The master bedroom will
take your fucking breath away.”
Arianny pulled away from him and sat her bag down on the ground. She had zero interest in the master bedroom at the moment. She kicked off her sandals and started pulling her dress off. It took her less than two minutes to discard the expensive garment and face Shawn, wearing a pair of tiny ruffled lavender panties that exposed the cheeks of her ass and matching strapless bra. She really was perfect looking.
ARIANNY BLAKE
“I’m getting in the pool, duh. Who cares
about the stupid bedroom?”
“I’m getting in the pool, duh. Who cares
about the stupid bedroom?”
She made sure to give Shawn a nice show as she dipped her toe in the water to test it.
ARIANNY BLAKE (CONT’D)
“Perfect. You know, I think I’m okay with this place.”
“Perfect. You know, I think I’m okay with this place.”
SHAWN DELISE
“Just okay with this place? This place
is likely bigger than any place you’ve
ever owned. The shitty little house
you grew up in is like the size of my
family’s guest house.”
“Just okay with this place? This place
is likely bigger than any place you’ve
ever owned. The shitty little house
you grew up in is like the size of my
family’s guest house.”
Shawn continued staring at her glorious backside. She was getting under his skin with her attitude, smart mouth, and amazing body.
SHAWN DELISE
“You.”
“You.”
He caught himself and took a moment to rid himself of the anger that was raging inside of him. In Shawn’s head, Arianny should have been crawling all over him and not being the one thing she was actually famous for -- being a cock tease.
SHAWN DELISE
“You know what? This place fucking suits
you. A perfect home for a perfect women.”
Arianny winked at him.
ARIANNY BLAKE
“Let's be real, Shawn. This place wasn’t
perfect until I stepped foot inside
of it.”
“Let's be real, Shawn. This place wasn’t
perfect until I stepped foot inside
of it.”
Arianny was feeling herself at the moment and she sauntered over to him, placing her hands on his chest. Standing on her tiptoes, she placed a little kiss on his cheek and slipped her arms around his waist.
ARIANNY BLAKE (CONT’D)
“You are like the best boss, ever.”
SHAWN DELISE
“I am the best.”
“You are like the best boss, ever.”
SHAWN DELISE
“I am the best.”
Shawn went for it and planted a very hungry, very sloppy looking kiss on her glossy lips before pulling away.
SHAWN DELISE
“Now go play in the pool, I have some business
to attend too.”
He slapped her hard on the ass, as if to send her on her way, and reached into his pocket for his ringing phone. Shawn walked off to take his phone call in private. Arianny waited until he was out of sight before she wiped her mouth off with the back of her hand and tried not to gag.
ARIANNY BLAKE
“Arrogant ass.”
“Arrogant ass.”
But that arrogant ass had just bought her a house - a house that paled in comparison to MGM’s penthouse back in Chattanooga. She walked to her purse, retrieved her phone, and started posing for selfies with the pool and orchards in the background. Her Instagram was about to get bombarded with new pictures. And Mondae and Dally’s iMessages were as well.
