Love Unbreakable
Bound By Love: Marrying My Disabled Husband
A Second Chance With The CEO After Divorce
A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love
Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces
Mated To Big Brother-in-law
A Return To Love's Madness
Sweet Submission: Reclaiming Her Love
Unforeseen Temptation: Spoiled By The Aloof Magnate
When Love Comes Late
*Angela's p.o.v*
I always grew up quite sheltered. I lived in Boston with my parents, that was until I was 16. I was with my best friend at the time, Maya. She was my whole world. We got into a car accident. We had gone out for a Friday night movie and a drunk driver hit us. The car rolled, my best friend died and I came out of it with some scars on my back and my upper thigh from where some glass stabbed me. My back had never been the same.
After Maya died, I fell into a depression. A depression I couldn't shake. I was too scared to get into a car. That was when my parents shipped me off to a boarding school. They couldn't deal with me apparently.
That boarding school in London was my home for three years. It was a hard time for me, I was all alone. I struggled to make friends, I was nice to everyone though.
Midway through that time, my parents got a divorce. My mum suddenly cut off contact with me. I never understood why. She ended up re-married and I just brushed that off. My dad still spoke to me, we tried to talk once a week.
When I graduated high school, no one was there to see me walk. It broke my already hurting heart and I felt so incredibly lost in my life that I ended up having a breakdown.
Everything had built up. All the pain of losing Maya, all the pain of the things I endured at bordering school.
I was admitted into a psych facility at the hands of my father. I didn't blame him, I was a wreck. I was kept in that facility for 6 months. Finally, I was seeing a side of myself I hadn't seen in a very long time, the preppy, happy, and loving side.
I moved back to Boston. I got a place at the Harvard campus to study psychology. I got a dorm room since I didn't have anywhere else to go.
So at 21, I was living on the campus. Luckily there were a lot of people like me. I was back in Boston.
I applied for some jobs the day I got there. I needed to work to survive. I was used to waitressing so I applied for those jobs.
Not even two days later, I got a call. An offer to start working as a waitress in a bar downtown. I of course accepted. I haven't done bar work before, it would be fine though.
Right?
*Angela's p.o.v*
It was 7 pm on a Thursday night and I was starting my first shift at the bar. I was really nervous.
I got there and I was introduced to a girl named Ivory who I gathered ran the place or was at least in charge.
She was really nice and gave me a walk-through of the place. From what I gathered, it was three floors. The top floor was a VIP area. The second was the main bar and the bottom was a basement.
I was given a uniform to change into. I was directed to the bathroom to change.
So I walked down the hall and I saw a lot of doors and got very confused. I opened the door I thought was the bathroom and I stumbled into an office. Suddenly two men pointed guns at me and I froze.
There was a man sitting at the desk. He had his white button-down top on that was tighter. His muscles were bulging. He looked really strong and his skin was covered in tattoos. He had dark hair and deep blue eyes.
"Down" he ordered in a very deep voice.
The two men lowered their guns and I looked around confused.
"Can I help you?" The man behind the desk asked
"I came in here accidentally. looking for the bathroom. I forgot the directions that Yvonne described to me. I'm sorry I interrupted" I said
His eyes traced from my face down my body. I haven't had anyone do that to me and gives me goosebumps all over.
"Are you the new waitress?" He asked
"Yes"
"What's your name?"
"Angela. What's your name?" I asked
"I think I'll call you Princess"
My heart raced. He gave me chills but not in a bad way. I could sense his danger. The smell of his cologne was strong but it smelt so good.
I blushed so hard.
"That's fine but you haven't told me your name," I said
"Did you just move here?" He asked raising his eyebrow.
"Technically yes. I grew up here but then I've lived in London for the last 5 years" I replied
"Hmm. I thought I could hear a bit of an accent"
"So do you like running this place? I'm imagining so since you have an office"
"Yes princess"
"Are you my boss then?"
"Yes but Yvonne takes care of the waitresses"
"Okay. You have a lot of tattoos"