Chapter 1

Brianna’s POV

Hearing my alarm ring in the morning was one of my worst things. I stretched my hand towards my bedside table, switching off the very disturbing alarm. Then sluggishly climbed down the bed. Walking into the bathroom I took off my clothes and went straight into the shower. I'll be having a really quick bath today because I'm already late for work.

After my bath, I walked to the kitchen with a blue towel wrapped firmly around my breast.

Thankfully here was half a loaf of bread in my fridge, so I pulled it out and applied some spread on them before eating.

My entire kitchen looks like a desert, it's so empty and frustrating. Am hoping to get paid today cause I don't see myself surviving on just bread.

Brianna Salvador is the name I was given by my parents and it's what everyone calls me. I am a twenty three years old lady trying to be independent.

I told mom and dad, I was going to become rich and survive without their help, I don't need them to survive but darn am thinking of moving back home.

This house was given to me by the three star hotel I work for and I bless God for it.

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I walked out of my house once I was done dressing then I headed to the hotel which was not very far from my house.

"Hi Jeff" I greeted the guard man before walking into the hotel.

I was dressed in my very beautiful and neatly ironed waitress uniform.

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"Brianna! Hurry up. We're having visitors soon" the head chef ordered as I walked quickly with the tray in my hand.

B&B has been my saving grace since I moved into this state, although the pay is little I'll still take it besides I was given a beautiful house.

Our hotel and restaurant is one of the best in the state so many rich people come here to eat and rest.

I served the table, the food I carried and walked back to the kitchen to get more.

The hotel was full like every normal day but we still had a very important guest coming, at least that was what I heard.

I don't have shifts. I work full time and that was why Mrs Barbara had given me a house to stay in, I am so lucky.

"Brianna! The guest just arrived. Go take their orders'' the hotel manager rolled out nervously.

I picked up the menu and walked to the table which was occupied by two men.

"Welcome to Queens Can I take your orders?" I asked them to hand them the menu.

The man in a very dark suit that had a crumpled and grumpy look stared at me for some seconds and it only took the godly manner inside of me to not give him a very hard glare.

I noticed his eyes climbed my body. He looked at me like I was some sort of thing.

Diego's POV.

I couldn't be more angrier today. Stepping my feet into such low class hotel felt like an insult to me. I fuçking hate three star hotels, they don't have value, they're nothing less than motels to me.

Now I am going to be spending my night in this hotel.

The mare thought of how the bedsheets would feel once I lay on them sent irritation around my body.

I own seven star hotels and more, am so used to the comfort of my home and high ranked hotels and I don't see myself settling for anything less.

I watched as a waitress walk to us with a menu in her hands. I bet they'll serve rubbish.

I stared at her from need to toe. She's hot .

She has cloudy blue eyes and very tiny lips. Her cheeks were torn into a beautiful smile and I loved it. She's cute.

"I'll have a latte and some coconut biscuits" I said looking at my manager who also stared at her.

"And you sir?".

"Umh. French toast and warm chocolate drink"He flashed her a smile.

What's he smiling for, when his boss is feeling uncomfortable?

We both watched as she swayed her hips out of our sight.

I turned to him angrily.

"What were you smiling at? I am feeling uncomfortable and you're smiling?"

"No sir. He bowed his head nervously.

After a few minutes we were served our food by the waitress.

I didn't have much energy, I was obviously tired from the flight.

My Granny had asked me to see her soon.

Lold woman called me to come see her. I was in Italy when I received her call, she sounded a little bit worried and sick so I had to come see her.

I'll be leaving this hotel tomorrow cause I still have other things to do. I have a business meeting here.

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Few hours later I was done with my meeting and I retired to my suite.

Honestly, I expected worse from the hotel but damn their hospitality was good.

The room was quite nice but I wouldn't compare it to my house in Italy or any of my hotels.

Since I had no work to do, I just retired to bed.

The next morning.

I yawned tiredly getting up from the bed. I have to see my grandma today, otherwise I'll be in her bad books, I can't delay my visit any longer.

I had a very normal and warm bath, dressed up and I was ready to leave.

Walking out of the room. The first person I saw was my manager, he was already heading to my room, I handed him my bag and walked with him following behind.

I didn't have time for breakfast , I just wanted to go and see my grandma so I can know she's okay

The hotel management bade us as we entered the car.

"Drive" I ordered my driver.

The road was kind of muddy because it rained heavily last night.

"Drive faster!" I ordered

"Fuck!”

"What happened?", I asked and noticed the driver was stopping the car.

"Sir, we splashed muddy water on that lady over there"

I turned and saw her standing looking at our car.

"So, why did you stop? Drive this fucking car"I yelled, the driver accelerated and began to drive again.

A loud crash came followed with the my car’s windshield denting a little bit.

"It's the hot waitress sir" My manager alerted me. The driver had already stopped the car but I urged him to continue. The dent wasn’t so much, we could manage until I got home.

"You'll get her when I ask you to" I muttered