We meet again

GENEVIEVE'S POV

“Listen, that's the only outfit you're permitted to wear. Alpha Lance personally gave the instruction and if you're not interested, you can use the door!” Madam Helen, our supervisor queried with fury etched on her face and I sighed frustratedly, adjusting the mini dress that could barely cover my thighs. All I requested was permission to put on something decent as it was the guests at the Alpha's dinner I'd be serving, not some men at a strip club.

“I apologise on her behalf, ma'am. You have nothing to worry about, we'll begin to serve the guests immediately,” Brenda, my best friend who introduced me to the job, apologized on my behalf, clasping both hands in front of her and faking a smile to avoid provoking her further.

Ma'am Helen sucked her teeth and shot me a scornful glare before exiting the room, leaving me with Brenda and our other colleagues who seemed really comfortable in the dress that left us half naked. They began to head out of the room but I remained rooted to the spot, trying as much as I could to increase the length by pulling it down but it only exposed a greater portion of my cleavage, revealing my boobs.

“Brenda, I don't think I can do this…” I shrugged, feeling very uncomfortable. A deep frown formed between my brows as I walked closer to the mirror to size up my image.

“Genny, it's just an intimate dinner. The guests present won't be more than fifty. The pay is mouthwatering, you and I know you need this money more than anyone else. Remember your mortgage bills, your mother's debt, Tex’s tuition fees…..” She paused and heaved a sigh.

“I know you're a very hardworking lady. I also know this is not the kind of job you like to do but at this point, you don't have a choice. It's just for tonight, come on– Let's go,” She urged in a convincing tone and I couldn't deny the fact that she had a point.

“Brenda, I heard only men were invited for the dinner, is that true?” I asked to satisfy my curiosity because on our arrival, I heard one of the girls whispering it to the blonde who cared to listen.

“That shouldn't bother you. Just do your thing and avoid looking them in the eye, okay?”

I nodded, taking a deep breath, determined to pull this off. She flashed me a warm smile and we both headed out of the room, towards the kitchen. On our arrival at the kitchen, the other ladies were already leaving with trays containing mouthwatering dishes and I gulped, seeing the sharp glint in ma'am Helen's eyes.

I couldn't help but wonder why she had great resentment towards me. We barely just met some hours ago and even after pleading for a long time, she refused to let me work. She only changed her mind when she realized one of the girls called in sick and I was lucky to be accepted as a replacement.

“Don't stare at me like that, idiots! Get your sluggish asses in here and do your job!” She barked at the top of her voice and we scurried towards the arranged platters and picked them up.

As we headed towards the dining hall, Brenda stepped closer to me with the tray still in her hands. “She can be quite annoying but please, tolerate her excesses. It's just gonna last for a few hours, after which you'll get your pay and leave.” She whispered to my hearing and I nodded, pressing my lips in a thin line.

We finally reached the entrance of the hall and the rate of my heartbeat intensified rapidly as I heard the sound of laughter and subtle conversation being held. I suddenly became nervous and my hands trembled, weakening my hold on the tray.

“Genny, you can't do this here. They're just men, they don't bite. Haven't you worked as a waiter at a strip club before? Why are you acting like an amateur now?” Brenda asked with creased brows, letting out a breath of exasperation. I felt really bad for stressing her out but it was more difficult than I felt it'd be.

“I'll go in first, just walk behind me and no one will notice you, okay?”

I nodded, hoping it'd be as easy as it sounded and I gripped the edges of the tray firmly, shutting my eyes tightly to calm my tense nerves but it didn't help at all. She took the first step and I sluggishly dragged my foot behind her till we were finally inside the grandiose hall.

Deep masculine voices and the clattering sound of cutleries echoed in the hall as the smell of expensive cologne and mouthwatering aroma wafted through my nostrils. I needed no soothsayer to know that only the elites were present and myself and fellow waitresses were the only peasants. I kept my gaze fixed on the golden tiles as I walked towards the table, putting down the tray with a curt bow.

I could feel their lustful gazes fixed on me and a feeling of disgust welled up in my gut. If their prying eyes could take off my dress, I knew I'd be naked the very instant I stepped into the hall. I quickly turned around to leave as the atmosphere became tense and I dashed towards the door.

“Hey… I don't eat shrimps,” A shrewd baritone voice called my attention blankly with indifference and I halted in my tracks, bawling my fists as I cursed under my breath.

Brenda urged me to leave and went ahead to attend to him. “Not you, that girl.” He responded nonchalantly and a knot formed between my brows. Just when I thought I'd be able to breathe for a second, he decided to be a jerk.

I turned around with great reluctance and the slight frown on my face was replaced with actual hatred and disdain the moment I saw the face of the man. The sharp jaw, pointed nose, carved brows, unique almond orbs and signature annoying smile. Such enthralling features possessed by a corky bastard left me wondering if the moon goddess suddenly became partial.

He is the same cocky bastard who forced me to dance, acting all high and mighty, I can't forget that face because it caused me my job before. I still remember that day all too well.

I didn't think such a jerk would have the opportunity to sit amongst the Alpha's distinguished guests which was why I subdued the urge to charge towards him and leave a terrible scratch on his face at first but now that I've seen his face, a thousand ways to send an asshole to hell flashed through my mind and I tried my best to act civil in the presence of the Alpha to avoid being punished.

“Well, shrimp is part of every meal on the menu for tonight. There's nothing I can do for you,” I retorted with a challenging glare, causing heads to turn in my direction. Brenda slightly gave me a nudge from behind and I ignored her. I needed to seize the opportunity to give this bastard a taste of his own medicine.

“If there's nothing for me on the menu…. Can you get yourself on the menu, then?” He lifted a brow, sizing me up flirtatiously and I was blazing with fury.

“You're just a—”

“Watch your tongue, bitch! How dare you speak to my guest in that manner? There's a lot to eat and drink. Now, get this shit off my face and serve him a fresh meal without shrimp!” Alpha Lance ordered in a commanding tone, cutting me off and he flashed me a mischievous smirk that made my stomach churn as I picked up the tray.

“Do you know him?” Brenda asked with a frown as she pulled me away from the hall and I was panting heavily.

“Of course I know him. How can I forget the cause of my downfall? That was the bastard who ordered me to strip at the club for some grands, knowing well that I was a waitress and not a stripper. He threatened to get me fired and guess what? I was sacked the next morning! He seems to be stalking me and I don't know how he got here.” I reeled off with fury blazing in my eyes and she urged me to calm down, which I did after placing the tray on the kitchen counter.

“Who could have thought such an alluringly handsome man would be a jerk? To think I spared him a second glance because of his mesmerising deep blue eyes,” Brenda sneered, staring into space and I rolled my eyes at her.

I was glad ma'am Helen was no longer in the kitchen, if not I would have been dead meat.

“You just joined the team today and you've already landed yourself into trouble. The person you just spoke to in a demeaning tone is the dreaded Alpha André Lopez of the silver lake pack. I don't need to tell you you just dug your own grave, right?” The blonde who was also present in the hall, chimed in sarcastically and I choked on my saliva as my eyes widened in shock and disbelief.