《falling for MR.knight(completed)✔》chapter 1(edited)
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(scarlet Kristof above)
"Nanna! I'll be leavin' first!" I shouted so my grandmother could hear me.
"Okay, be careful, darling." She responded in her adorable old voice.
"Got it." I smiled and shook my head. "If you need anything, call me. Or ask Jenna to come and do it for you."
I grabbed my phone and bag then left the old apartment that my nanna had bought when she first took me in. Making my way towards the bus station as usual, I thought about my shift tonight at the bar. Eight sharp was the latest I could arrive, or my boss would be mad again.
After five minutes of waiting, the bus was finally here. I climbed on and sighed at the sight of no unoccupied seats. Like always, I grabbed onto a strap and bumped into the people behind me and in front of me for the next 45 minutes.
I arrived at work at 7:50 and signed my name in right away. I then rushed to my position at the Golden Night Club. It's a pretty popular place here in the city. Mostly rich people visit and by the end of the night, it can get massively packed.
I don't hate my job, but I don't like it either. I've made friends here and the pay isn't too bad. I also can pick and choose my shifts and the manager is amazing when he isn't being a bitch. Even the owner, Jack, is a good friend. The only big problem with working here are the men that often come here. Us female employees always have someone hitting on us. They seem to think that since they are rich they can have any girl they want in a snap of their lustful fingers. I hate that type of man. They disgust me. But women who throw themselves at those types of men are even more disgusting.
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"Hey, Scar, you're early." Donna, my best friend of three years, said as she most likely finished serving some men their drinks in the VIP room as she carried an empty tray. I hate the VIP room the most.
"Yeah, my bus was early today. Let me go change into my uniform then I'll see you in a sec." She nodded and we parted ways. I greeted my co-workers and friends on my way to the breakroom.
Another bad thing about this job is probably the uniform as well. It consisted of a really short, black skirt and a white blouse missing a few buttons revealing way too much cleavage in my opinion. It makes sense why men hit on me and the others. I hate this kind of an outfit but I don't have much of a choice. I need this job so I can support my grandmother. In two days she will be admitted into a nursing home which is costing me a lot.
But she has to. With her getting older I can't take care of her properly. Through the years, she's lost all function in her legs. I have to be home all the time to take care of her. But I'm working two, sometimes three, jobs just to support us. I don't have the luxury of helping her out. The nursing home can look out for her while I am at work.
Once I was done changing, I went towards the bar where Ben was mixing drinks. Ben is my best guy friend. Donna being my best girl friend. Both have I known for three years. But Ben is like a big brother to me, a much needed big brother.
"Hey, Ben," I said as I walked towards him.
"Oh, Scar, right on time tonight, I see."
"Yeah, I hate being late. Anyway, any orders I should take?"
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"Oh, yes. Please, Don hasn't come back yet, could you take this to room one in the VIP section and please be extra careful. Someone really big is sitting in there with Jack."
"Jack is here?" I asked.
"Yeah, he's sitting with the important body. So be extra careful, hon."
"Can I just ... not take them and leave it for Don?" I asked.
"Nope." Ben smirked at me. God this dude knows how much i hate the VIP room and yet he still sends me up there.
I took the tray that had two cups of colorful drinks, some ice, and a really good and expensive looking whisky bottle then made my way to the VIP section. I knocked twice before entering slowly and quietly. Jack must have seen me right away as he called me over. He was sitting with another man but I was facing the ground so I didn't get a good look at his face. He spoke and his voice was more than enough to stir trouble in my heart. I left the drinks on the table and walked towards Jack.
"Yes, sir?" I asked him without giving his guest any regard, ignoring him as much as possible. But God was his presence overbearing, making me shiver.
"Yes, meet my friend, Kristian Knight. Starting today, when he comes in, you serve him or in case you aren't here, ask Donna to do it. Go on, introduce yourself. Don't be shy." Jack had a beaming smile on his handsome face, looking like a crazy person. I nodded and turned around.
What greeted me wasn't a man. He was a perfectly sculpted man. God most likely spent a lot of time creating him for him to look this good. He had a brown skin tone with an amazing pair of dark, brown eyes. Everything about him was heavenly to look at. But his gaze was cold as ice as if he was a robot with no emotions. I snapped out of my daze as I realized he was studying me as well.
"Hello, sir. My name is Scarlet. Please do call for me if you need anything. I'll be here right away." He nodded then continued his conversation with Jack. I slowly retreated out of the room.
Tonight my shift had gone smoothly. At 1 AM I finally left the club. But with my usual bad luck with the bus, it wasn't coming anytime soon. Hailing a cab wasn't an option for me. I don't have the money. I resorted on walking to the next bus station.
The night was eerie with it being oddly quiet with occasional whispers from the wind. I folded my arms around myself for comfort as I passed by a dark alleyway next to the club.
A child's bloody murder scream echoed into the night and the next sound was them crying for help. I turned around, not knowing what to do. Before I knew it, I was walking towards the voices and the shouts of the young child down the gloomy alley.
What I saw, made me lose my mind.
"What do you think you're doing?!"
Mariano di vaio as Kristian knight
Jon Kortajarena as jack
A\N
hey guys , this my new book i have started working on it lately i hope you like it , please if you read it be more active so i can communicate with you better , every time i read a comment i have more motivation to write again and if you like it please share it with your friends
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