Emily Pierce worked as a part-time bartender in a nightclub to earn college tuition fees. The club manager Victor and her colleague Brandon were caring for her, but Mr. Woods, the billionaire club owner, was the demanding one who fired people just for spilling drinks.
One night Emily was harassed by some mean drunken gangsters, and injured one of them when attempting to escape. The lawsuit threat from the injured man followed the next day.
After investigating into the fact, Mr. Woods appreciated and became intrigued by this feisty young blonde girl. Will this billionaire help Emily out or let she face the trouble by herself?
The club was crowded today, the people on the dance floor were really enthusiastic, the energy around the club was amazing. Nights like these were the nights I didn’t quite mind working at the club. It wasn’t that I did not enjoy my job but if I could pass on working nightshifts on school nights…
Fifteen minutes before my shift was over Victor headed to the bar again, an awfully big grin spread across his face, making him look years younger. That look could only mean that the night went well. The owner must have enjoyed his stay here and we didn’t mess things up. Victor walked around the bar…
The ride toward Mr. Woods office was highly uncomfortable, I didn’t know what to do or to say. So I opted for staring out the window, pretending to be deep in thoughts. But the only thing on my mind right now was Mr. Woods which only fueled my nerves. As we arrived at the office,…
After classes, I called Brandon to ask him if he could pick me up from school. He picked me up in a record of time and preached at me in the car. I was glad though that I had someone close to me who actually cared about my wellbeing. Who cared enough to preach to…
The following week I only focused on school and work and I had no more encounters with Mr. Woods or Nick as I called him now. It was supposed to be a blessing, but being honest with myself I had to admit that I kind of missed him. His cool gaze which could freeze people…
After several busy weeks of exams and papers, I finally managed to schedule a relaxing day together with Brandon. The blonde annoyance was splayed on his couch, a hand resting on his stomach while the other dangled off the couch, occasionally reaching for my hair to give it a yank. Brandon just loved being an…
Tonight I had another shift so Brandon was hovering, he tried to subtle about it but he failed miserably. I didn’t pay him much attention though, I was more focused on my cell phone. In fact, I was obsessed with it, checking it every damn minute, hoping Nicolas Woods sent me a message. Sent me…