Revenge of the Sultry Goddess

The Heimel Morzend was very crowded when Vanya was doing her job as a waiter in that famous bar in Brussel, Belgia.Many men and women were drinking and talking to each other. Not only couples, but also friends came to the bar to have fun and to feel free from their hard lifes."Hello, please tell Vanya to come to my room" Bart asked the Receptionist by phone.Bart is the Supervisor of the bar where Vanya was working. So, the Receptionist told Vanya the request from their Supervisor."Vanya, Mr. Bart asked you to come to his room now" told the Receptionist."What? Okay, thanks." Vanya had many thoughts about why her Supervisor called her. As soon as possible, Vanya walked to Bart's room and knocked on his door."Excuse me, Sir. Did you ask me to come here?" asked Vanya."Yes, I did. Come in Vanya" answered Bart while looking at Vanya's face.Vanya came into Bart's room and stood in front of him."Okay, Vanya. We have a VIP member who will come with his friends in five minutes. I want

The Heimel Morzend kept operating as usual, even after one week from that ruckus. At 6 pm sharp, Vanya arrived and helped clean the bar counter and table, along with some of her employee friends. 30 minutes passed and she flipped the sign near the bar’s entrance from ‘closed’ to ‘open.’ “All right! We’re open!“ Bart exclaimed and clapped. His eyes filled with enthusiasm despite having often opened the bar decades ago. Tens of people began flocking to the most well-known bar in Brussels and had a good time there. Some were having a small cocktail party and enjoying company while others danced to the DJ’s bop music under colorful neon lights. As the night grew late, more people, mostly white-collar workers, stopped by and have a drink or two. Many of them laughed, relieving the stress and pressure they got from a long day of work as they sipped the booze they ordered from the bar. “Waitress, can we have two mojitos, please?” one of the customers, a middle-aged man that presumably was

Since meeting Matt that night at the bar, Vanya kept thinking about the idea of getting her revenge on Kevin. As she laid on her bed and stared at the ceiling in wonder after a long and exhausting day at work, the girl began scheming a plan to sneak into Autoekomsten Corporation. Vanya believed that Kevin would overthrow that German automotive company in order to secure his company’s position and monopolize the monopolized four-wheeled vehicle business in Europe as Matt told her once.Vanya smirked and chuckled, thinking of getting the newest car technology data from Kevin’s company to other competitors. Her mind imagined that Kevin would hang his head in shame as he watched his company crumble before his eyes, giving him the taste of his own medicine. It would be the sweetest revenge for Vanya and her family. She got up and walked to her desk, then turned her old laptop on.“Hmmm … ” she tapped her chin lightly as her finger scrolled down the company’s website, “how do I get in there

It had been two weeks since Vanya was accepted to work as a pantry staff at Autoekomsten Company, and she still waited for the perfect time to steal the data-contained files from Kevin’s office. Sure, preparing drinks and snacks for the officials was laborious, especially when they had a meeting. Not to mention that she had to work at the bar in the evening soon after finishing her work at the company.“Aren’t you tired, Vanya?” Henriella asked one time after Vanya went home from her work as a pantry staff. After taking a shower and eating, her oldest daughter changed into a waitress uniform. “You only have two hours to rest and get ready before going to the bar. Not to mention you only sleep for four hours.”Vanya only responded with a smile. “It’s all right, Mom. I’ll try my best to fix this situation and make us get back on our feet again.”Despite her mother’s worry, Vanya proved that she could juggle both jobs easily. When she arrived at the automotive company, she barely looked

Kevin’s personal driver steered the vehicle down the darkened streets in Brussels. The city was more alive at night, filled with young people gathering at the nearby cafe, restaurant, bar, or just hanging around by the sidewalk. Some of the street lights helped illuminate the surrounding and give a warm and intimate ambiance. Even if it was past the working hour, the company owner insisted on finishing the deal by now so he could rest easily and enjoyed the weekend without needing to worry about his business. Only one task left to do for today, and that was tendering with another multi-national automotive company from France.The potential client wanted to meet Kevin at a bar in the heart of Brussels some days earlier, to which he agreed. Kevin already knew the bar since he was also a regular there. Even on the way to meet another client for tendering, Kevin couldn’t shake the familiar feeling when he saw Vanya for the first time. His gut kept telling him they had met on an occasion t