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Chapter 2: Chapter 2

"Damn!" Luisa checked the time on her desk clock and realized she was going to be late.

No, no, no. The clock might have died.

She double-checked the time on her phone, grabbing it from the floor where it must have fallen last night, but it was correct.

What happened to the alarm? She remembered setting it earlier. But no worries, she still had ample time to make it if she hurried.

She scrambled out of her bed, seeing the brightness coming from the windows. But the dirty clothes that scattered on the floor caught her foot, making her stumble and fall to her knees.

"Damn it!" She mumbled again under her breath as she recovered from her clumsiness. She immediately sat on her ass to check on her injury.

"Ouch!" Her hands automatically touched her sore joints. There was no wound, but she could already tell it would turn black and blue soon.

"Damn, clothes. Can this day get any worse?" She grabbed the offending items and threw them on the other side of the room.

She had bruises before, much worse than this, so she did not mind as she stood up and ran to the bathroom. She had to shower because she could still smell the alcohol in her body.

"Ok, five minutes." She told herself, giving herself a time frame as she moved at lightning speed inside her small bathroom to prepare herself for the day.

She should not have gone out with her friends last night. But Vinnie would not stop daring her to go against that punk who thought so highly of himself.

She could not help the wide grin from showing on her face as she stopped in front of her mirror, remembering the event that happened last night. She believed it was all worth it.

"I told you, Errol. I could beat you and make you eat my dust." She mumbled at her reflection, recalling the angry expression on his silly face as she left him in a pile of smoke. But enough of that.

First, she needed to look good, taking out her few makeups and tying her hair in a neat bun. She almost did not recognize herself after. She never liked wearing makeup, but her mother insisted she had learned how to use them.

Then, she was back in her room, rummaging through her stuff for the decent clothing she had to wear. She turned around and suddenly scrunched her nose at her view.

Well, she was late. She had no time to clean up. She grabbed her shoes and walked toward the door. But abruptly stopped, "Where can I find my keys?" Scanning the room.

Her room was not exactly clean or orderly. It was ninety-five percent disorganized. The only thing that did not look messy was her dirty hamper, empty of her dirty clothes.

The rest of her small apartment was no different, as she rushed out of the room when she finally remembered leaving her key at the kitchen counter.

She always promised to clean up. But between her job and the other things she had to do. She could hardly do anything else inside the house.

She rushed down the stairs of her apartment, bypassing the elevator that broke down even before she had transferred to this place.

"Good morning, Mrs. Linda. How are you today?" Luisa greeted the elderly, sweet woman who was just about to enter the main door on her way out. She was carrying two large paper bags of groceries that seemed heavy.

"I feel good." The woman answered with a friendly smile on her face. "You look beautiful today. Is there a funeral?" The woman teased her, seeing that she was wearing something she would never wear unless someone died.

She was more comfortable with jeans, a shirt, sneakers, and occasional dresses, but not business attire. She suddenly looked like those stuffy people she served in the restaurant.

But she had no choice today. She had to wear this and go on an interview if she wanted a better-paying job. She could not keep waitressing if she had to earn more money.

"Yes, Mrs. Linda. My future. And I need to bury it right away." She answered with a wide grin enjoying their regular interaction. "Let me help you with those." She decided that a few minutes to help a friend would not hurt.

She quickly grabbed the two paper bags from the arms of Mrs. Linda and assisted her to her apartment, which was fortunately just on the first floor.

Afterward, Luisa blew her a kiss once she was in her apartment and ran along the hallway. But before she could exit the main door, someone again called her attention.

"Hey, Luis. Do you have a minute?" Mr. Ramon, a community volunteer in the nearby shelter, called her. He lived on the first door on the right.

"Yes, of course. What do you need?" She asked, not wanting to be impolite but hoping he would be quick.

"The shelter would need a few more volunteers next week. Do you think you can swing by and bring some of your friends with you?" The man hesitantly asked, but he seemed to be desperate.

"No problem, Mr. Ramon. I will come by later so we can discuss it more. But as of now, I am late for an interview." She excused herself and ran faster on the way to the door.

"Good luck." She heard the older man say, turning around to smile at him before exiting the building and sprinting out of the door.

But she was barely out on the pavement when she bumped hard into a wall. She almost fell to the concrete floor if not for a pair of hands holding her arms, steadying her on her feet.

Who put a wall on the street? Her mind quickly thought of as she recovered from her temporary shock. Of course, she soon realized that it was no wall but a man standing in her way.

"Are you alright, Miss?" The man asked in his masculine baritone voice but slightly different accent. But his hands remained to stabilize her but gentler this time.

"Yeah! Just surprised." She quickly stepped away from him, breaking the contact of their skins. "I am sorry for bumping into you. I was in a hurry and did not see you." She apologetically smiled at the stranger.

She admitted it was probably her fault. She was not looking where she was going as her mind was already racing to her destination. She was such a clutz for someone good at maneuvering a fast car.

She believed she had not seen him in this neighborhood before. He did not look like someone who was from around this part of the community.

"That is ok." The man responded as he straightened his expensive coat and rearranged his tie.

The man did not even bother smiling back as his face remained passive.

Not friendly much as far as she observed. Certainly not someone from around this place.

"I am sorry again, but I have to run." She could tell that she was running late. She had to get out of there if she would make it to her interview.

"Wait!" She heard his voice again. "Miss..." There it was again, calling her. "Do you by any chance know Miss Luisa Richmond? Can you point me to where she lives?" Making her stop.


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I enjoyed writing my other book The Royal Contract.

Therefore, I decided to create this new book.

I hope dear readers that you will give this story a chance.

Please comment so I would know your thoughts about it and vote if you like the story.

By the way, you don't have to read the other book to understand this one. But you can also give it a try while waiting for more updates on this story.

Thanks again for reading.

Chapter 3: Chapter 3

This time, Luisa ensured she was not late, arriving at work early. She had already lost her interview that morning. She could not afford to lose her current job as well. It was just not in her options.

She buttoned up her uniform and tied her hair in a slightly loose, high ponytail, allowing her black hair bangs to flow freely on her forehead. She did not like it when she neatly tied her hair into a bun. It felt so restricting.

"What is with the face?" Her friend suddenly showed up in front of her as she smoothened the crease on her uniform.

She suddenly felt defeated as her body slumped down on the wooden bench in the middle of their locker room. She hoped to get that job, but the earlier incident made her miss the appointment. She believed she almost had it in the bag.

She still could not figure out who the man was and why he was asking about her. But, of course, he could not simply trust anybody, especially someone in a suit. So, she told him that nobody by that name resided in that place.

Maybe this man was sent by them to look for her. That was the only reason someone would be searching for her. No one would bother to look for her except for her mother and uncle.

"I did not get the job." She dejectedly responded to her friend, who also sat down beside her, deciding not to mention the other incident. It was not relevant anyway.

"Stop being overly dramatic, Luis. You are no good at it." Her friend bluntly remarked as she stared at her with her brows raised to the sky. "Besides, you never like that job. You are just setting yourself up to fail."

She allowed a few deep breaths to escape her lips before she turned to her friend again. She was correct. She never liked what she was applying for, except for the higher pay.

"But what am I good at anyway? I barely finished high school." Luis asked her friend, deeply thinking about it. "I am not like you, Noreen." Looking at her best friend.

She was never good at academics and failed math several times. Science was still a big mystery to her. Don't start talking about history. Because she never liked looking at the past or the present. Never mind the future.

She was not like her mother, who loved to get into the details of other people's lives. But she always wondered why she never tried to make it big.

If her mother had pursued her career, she could have been a big name in the media industry. But she was contented to stay hidden behind the limelight.

"You are always looking at the big picture the wrong way. You should focus on what you love to do, and you will find what you are looking for." Noreen tapped her on the back, giving her support.

Her best friend had her future all planned out. On the other hand, she was still trying to figure out what she would do the next day. She could not even plan what she would eat for dinner.

Noreen was a working student, studying to be a doctor while she was a college dropped out, who barely made it to the first semester when she decided to quit.

"Come on now, Luis. You are a fighter. You can do better than that job they were offering." Noreen boosted her ego, just like most times that she failed. "You will find a better one."

She always wondered what she would do without her friends. Well.

She could always go back home, but that was not an option. Not yet. She would prove to them that she could live her life the way she wanted. She just needed a good break.

In truth, she knew what she wanted, but it was not that simple. Even her mother would not support her with her plan. It was why she had to go far away from them.

"Anyway, we have to hurry. I don't want the dragon breathing down my back tonight." Luis stood up, shaking her head to expel herself from her negativity.

She had to perform well tonight because the boss said that they had some special guests. She was already on the watch list, she could not add another strike, or it would cost her this job.

They immediately walked to the dining area, where everyone gathered. The manager wanted to give his final instructions before opening up for the night.

"Who do you think we are serving tonight? The dragon seemed agitated more than usual." Luis whispered to her friend, who was next to her, referring to the manager.

The entire restaurant looked more brilliant than usual. The chandeliers were sparkling like diamonds as the lights bounced on them. Everything looked perfect.

"I heard he was a big deal in their country, a prince. And someone who owned a lot of companies all over the world. Well, that was what the internet said." Noreen uttered in her low voice, not wanting their boss to overhear them.

"A prince? Who gives a damn about a prince nowadays? But if he had plenty of money, then that would explain..." She pointed her lips to the man still talking in the center of the room.

People would do anything for money. Some would even compromise their principles for a buck. She had seen it happen, though she was not generalizing everyone.

But that was the hard, sad truth. Money did make the world go round. But for those with none, unfortunately, the world stopped revolving for them.

After a few more words, the manager finally ended his long tirade. She was about to go silently to her designated place when he decided to call her attention.

"Luisa, can I have a word?" She stopped quickly and turned to face the man already standing before her. "I need you to behave and act accordingly. It is my last warning. If you fail, I have no choice but to fire you."

That was also her fact. Her boss was out to get her. One wrong move and she would be out of a job, which she badly needed. But could she blame him when she had already messed up a few times?

In truth, she had no one else to blame in her situation than herself. If she could only get contented with this job, she could perform better. But she had to keep chasing a vague dream.

She wanted her life to have meaning through her hard work. Not through the help of the people around her. She could not keep depending on her family. They could not protect and provide for her needs throughout her entire life.

"Yes, Sir." She responded respectfully, going through her responsibility like a machine with a goal. She had to be perfect today.

Things were running so smoothly that she felt her boss would have no choice but to reward her with praise until she saw him walking through those doors, the same man looking for her earlier.

The manager quickly walked toward their new guest, guiding him to the VIP section with his companions, including the stunning girl in his arms.

"Isn't he dreamy? Like he is a real fucking prince." Noreen suddenly came from nowhere and stood behind her, whispering how much she found him attractive. "He looks so handsome and very much single."

"Who are you talking about?" She quickly asked her friend, wondering who Noreen was referring to now.

Unlike her, Noreen was one of those girls who would easily find a gorgeous man attractive. To her, they were excellent species to look at and examine.

Maybe her brain loosened up with all her studying of the human anatomy. So, she could only try to understand her friend and her fascination with muscular and attractive men.

"The Prince, of course." Noreen pointed at the new guest that her boss was entertaining. His stranger.

She stared at his face, assuring herself that this prince was the same man from earlier. But she was positive. Then, why would this prince be looking for her?

Then, it was also unlikely that her uncle or mother would have sent a prince to look for her. Then, what was wrong with this picture? Why was he here? Was this just a coincidence?

"I have to go. I have new customers." Noreen walked away from her, leaving her to wait for her turn.

Then, another waiter came to her side. "Can you serve these drinks to the new guests? Please." The man said, handing her the tray of drinks, indicating their VIPs.

"Why? What is wrong?" She asked, seeing the discomfort on the face of her colleague.

"I think I have the stomach flu. I need to go to the bathroom. Please, help me out." The man in the same uniform as her begged for assistance.

Without any choice, she grabbed the tray from her coworker and strode toward the table, using the tray to cover her face, just in case he would recognize her face.

She walked awkwardly, slightly hesitant, ignoring the other guests trying to call her attention as she passed their tables. She only had one goal on her mind, to serve their drinks and leave.

She hoped he would not see her or discover who she was.


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