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"Emily Cooper was it?"

A voice had interrupted her. She nodded slightly and adjusted herself properly realizing it was her boss.

"Yes sir" she responded immediately with her head bowed.

"You don't have to go that way, you're serving the VIPs tonight"

Emily didn't process what she had just heard until three seconds later. What?! She raised her head in shock and kept muttering, "thank you sir" until he was out of sight.

"Serving the VIPs?!" She covered her mouth in shock, trying to hide her excitement. This was literally a dream come true!

Emily Cooper had started working at Clubcats as a Bar attendant. It was a part time and contract job that was due the following month. In the past 11 months, she had done nothing exceptional other than serving the normal customers who comes around every night. It was the only job she had managed to lay her hands on after graduating from College and job hunting for two years, so she had worked diligently.

At Clubcats, it was well-known that whenever a contract staff is asked to serve the VIPs, it only meant one thing - full employment and of course, a salary increment because their boss worships his VIPs and will never let anyone come in between them.

As Emily headed towards the dressing room, she couldn't wait to break the news to her best friend, Kristine who introduced her to the job and has been working as a full time employee for more than a year.

Kristine was beyond excited to hear the news but there was only a little time to show excitement. Emily was a beautiful woman in her late twenties, with striking hazel eyes and cascading brown curls that frame her face. Her slim physique and beautiful smile was a plus.

Looking at the mirror, she wore her uniform proudly; serving the VIP came with a different uniform -- a special one than the regulars.

Emily paused at the door, holding a pan and took a deep breath before pushing the door opened. She beamed with smiles as she bent low and softly whispered to the customers at each table if they needed anything.

After a few minutes of going around tables with smiles and soft nods, She decided to take a break and admire the lounge and silently praying she won't be a jinx that night.

"Wow! This is different" Emily exclaimed softly, entertaining her eyes as she rolled them in 360°

"Hey!" A VIP customer called out rudely.

"Me?" She asked inaudibly, pointing her index finger to herself.

The young man furrowed his brows, almost looking disappointed.

"Finally" Emily sighed and whispered to herself before rushing to him. This was her first customer and she was not going to mess things up, never.

"Hello sir, what may I help you with?" Emily politely asked, still maintaining those fake smiles that made her cheeks hurt.