Hearing my rm ring in the morning was one of my worst things. I stretched my hand towards my bedside table, switching off the very disturbing rm. 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 alreadyte for work.


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


    Hopefully there 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 olddy trying to be independent.


    I told mom and dad, I was going to be 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 peoplee 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 guesting, 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 upied by two men.


    “Wee to B & B. 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 re.


    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 ss hotel felt like an insult to me. I fu?king 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 Iy on them sent irritation around my body.


    I own seven star hotels and more, am so used to thefort of my home and high rated 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 I won’t lie.


    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 atte and some coconut biscuits” I said looking at my manager who also stared at her.


    “And you sir?”.


    “Umh. French toast and warm chocte drink”He shed her a smile.


    What’s he smiling for, when his boss is feeling ufortable?


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


    I turned to him angrily.


    “What were you smiling at? Am I feeling ufortable 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 strength, I was obviously tired from the flight.


    My Granny had asked me to see her today. Like the old woman called me toe see her. I was in Italy when I received her call, she sounded a little bit worried and sick so I had toe 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 hourster 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’tpare 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’llnd into shit, I can’t dy 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 heavilyst night.


    “Drive faster!” I ordered again.


    In the blink of an eye.


    “Oh my god.”My manager yelled startlingly at me.


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


    “Sir we sshed muddy water on thatdy over there”


    I turned and saw her standing looking at our car.


    “So, why did you stop? Drive this fucking car”I yelled, making the driver scared. He instantly drove off


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    I bent to tie my shoe properly when a huge rock flew into my car breaking my windshield at the back and gave a crack to the front one.


    “It’s the hot waitress sir” My manager alerted me. The driver had already stopped the car but I urged him to continue.


    “You’ll get her when I ask you to”