Desired By The Once-Bullied, Billionaire Soccer Player

k to the manager?" Desperation claw

his neatly ironed uniform eyed my clothes as though they some flea-

ncy ad and I want to apply for the posi

me with just one job and the pay wasn't enough to cover feeding, talk more of other utility bills. Plus,

needed money for her 'drugs'. She would sometimes

thought it best to fire me because of my 'incompetence'. I'd spent mone

re before I call the cops

welling to the surface. Haven was home all by herself. I couldn't possibly have

est. I worried how she was faring at the moment. The landlady

I had one. I couldn't a

rs falling. "I have a daughter who n

ed. "You hav

nking back te

ld are

now, he was the one obstacle stopping m

ghter?" He pr

atience. I nee

bit. "You gave bi

lp me or not?" I ask

pe was felt within. "Fine. I'll let you see her

had to try. "I'll

ind a detour by your right, take it. Her office is there

nk y

udden weight of shame overwhelmed me, I hurried my steps a

on the door that had t

oung, yet bris

ly opened the door, hesitate

essed me. The dark red painted lips upt

currently rumbled by my nerve

or assisting in the kitch

hter. Not the hearty kind. More like a mocking laug

job?! Did you look at yourself before deciding to come work in such an exclusive restaurant?! Do you think the owner of this restaurant will let me keep my

for a chance. My pride had been bruised in the past but this mean manager

't have to be so mean. Life happens to everyone." I m

, I stumbled out of her office as my vision blurr

n't listening. I just wanted to g

gy to whoever I'd ran into. But I wa

arely eaten since the previous day, and partly because

made it difficult for you t

Still, I raised my head to look, not

t decided against it. I averted my gaze and st

t at distance by his bodyguards. Not wanting more

her dolled up face in

tone was neutral. Like he wasn't sup

et her go after she'd st

vingly. "Just let her go. She isn't wo

on the wound already in

'd sworn to never have anything to do wit

Zac. This

ing else. Maybe he'd bought food for me and Haven becaus

s on her forehead. "You do know h

face so the paparazzi wouldn't hav

ey, I cast a glance over my shoulder and caught Zac's eyes on me. I looked aw

ger with me. So was the