NEXT BILLIONAIRE IN NINE MONTHS

Camila's pov

"Is this what I said I wanted?!" The woman's raging voice took me off guard and I was trying to explain myself. Melody was in the bathroom taking a break and I didn't mind helping her deliver an order but it seems I had mixed it up.

"I-I…" I was so confused, I was just a cleaner, sure I was used to getting shouted at but this woman was impossible, "but this is your order ma'am." I was very positive I didn't mix up the tables and give it to the wrong person.

"There's too much salt, the meat is undercooked!" She hissed at all the problems and I was getting irritated, "Eat it yourself!" She dumped the food on me and time froze.

Everyone was in shock and she didn't seem to bat an eyelid at me but my blood was boiling but I couldn't do s thing.

"What is going on here?!" I could hear my boss stump in at the wrong time like an angry elephant, "Miss Donna! You're here tonight?!" He was shocked to see one of the prestigious guests of the famous Euphoria Hotel.

"And it seems you don't want me to ever be here again cause you sent this disgusting witch to poison me!" It was the wild claims and then my boss turned to glare at me daggers but my eyes gave me away. I didn't do anything.

"No, do not take it like that, she made a mistake and she will apologize, Camila?" His glare got worse and I felt like dying there and then.

"I'm sorry." It was barely audible and she snorted at me.

"Another one will be brought for you, on the house." He managed a smile before dragging me away from the scenery, "are you for real?!"

"Do you really believe what she just said about me boss?!" I was shocked to my bone, I guess rich people had the same way of thinking.

"I don't care what she says but she is worth millions, so don't mess anything up or you'll be out of here. Got it?!" I didn't get the chance to speak any further before he left me.

I was covered in steak juice and greens, it was so humiliating and no one deserves anything like this, rich or poor. But the rich always treated us, poor people, like servants. They could use our blood and still not care about what happens to us.

I sniffed back my tears and grabbed my cleaning equipment, going back to the spot the embarrassment happened and began cleaning the mess. I could still hear them whispering and snickering at me.

I locked my eyes to the floor and a tear fell from my eyes as I heard someone call me a loser. A word I was very familiar with, especially in high school. Just because I had no parents, everyone hated me and bullied me.

I was even assaulted and they all thought I was lying because it was a rich school and I got into it via scholarship.

More tears fell to the floor and no matter how many times I wiped, more tears kept falling. I was shattering slowly as my trauma came back to me.

I quickly got to my feet and as I turned, I hit someone who was just behind me. Shit, not another rich person!

"I'm so sorry, are you okay?" I checked his jacket as he stood still like a rock, his eyes were a bit red and he didn't seem stable but he held out a hand telling me to stop.

"You're trying to mess up my date like you did Miss Donna?" I knew that voice from anywhere, Amber. I rolled my eyes as I made sure he was okay, "Just watch where you're going next time, if you weren't so clumsy, you won't be looking like a meal on the menu, thrown into the garbage." She snickered at me and I took a deep breath just to make sure I didn't throw her into a dumpster. Dead.

But the man kept staring at me, jet black hair and piercing hazel blue eyes, I was melting, my knees were knocking and I could feel a bit of heat gather in between my legs. His energy was magnetic and it was pulling me in fast.

"Let's go." His voice was just as deep as his stare and Amber happily skipped away with him. She had bagged a really good one and I'm sure he would give her a lot of money. But that was the last thing I wanted to do, sleep around for money.

After the assault, I barely managed to get a boyfriend.

I went straight to the bathroom to clean myself, I turned on the faucet first and grabbed some soap. My reflection caught my eyes and I had a good look at myself.

I looked horrible. My hair was looking like an old abandoned wig that hadn't been brushed in a year, I had dark circles underneath my eyes and I was starting to break out.

"Camila…" I had no idea when I broke down, this was not the life I wanted and I'm very sure my parents didn't want me either. Maybe if they didn't give me up for adoption when I was a baby, it would have been different. It would have been so different.

I sank to my knees in the corner of the bathroom and cried my eyes out, I would do anything to change my predicament. I couldn't keep living this way, having everyone walk over me, was I cursed or something?

I spent at least 30 minutes crying and when I was done, I was numb. I washed my face and cleaned myself up before going back to my duty. As the cleaner.

It was time to check the rooms and I made sure each one was clean and ready for the next use. I walked lifelessly, doors passing my view till I sighted Amber and that rich man coming out of a room. They passed me by as Amber clung to him, disheveled but smiling stupidly. I guess I had to clean that next.

I stood at the door and exhaled before I opened it. The room still looked neat, the bed looked like an explosion just happened. That's why she was smiling like that. I took the sheets off first and put in new ones. As I arranged a few things, I saw a snake in the corner of my eye.

"Snake!" I yelped, practically jumping on the bed but it didn't move. When I looked closer it wasn't a snake but some kind of latex and an indication that I needed sleep.

I moved closer and grabbed it, a used condom. I held my barf back, I can't believe I just picked that with my bare hands. I was about to dump it until a thought came to me. I stared at the ticket to my freedom long and hard, fighting my conscience.

I had heard so many stories of rich men getting poor girls pregnant and having to take care of them. I never wanted to do such a thing but maybe this was my only chance. I could be a billionaire in just 9 months!

I kept the condom in my pocket and pushed my cleaning equipment out of the room.