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02:owner

𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐀 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐓𝐓

It was 1am on a Wednesday and I was working at the club. It was beyond loud and to be honest I had a banging headache. You would have though I'd got used to the noise but apparently not. I was pouring a drunk girl a pornstar martini. Probably about the 100th drink I had made already. Well it felt like that anyway.

"That will be £12.45 please" I smiled at her as I passed her the drink. She reached into her purse and brung out a £20 note. She set it down on the bar and slid it to me as she slid her drink in her direction.

"Keep the change" she smiled at me. I gave her a smile back and took the note into the register, taking my tip out and putting it in my waitress pouch.

"Camila" I heard my colleague shout at me. I looked back at Abi as she ran over to me in anticipation. "Look to your right, corner. Don't make it obvious" she said into my ear over the blaring music. I gave her a confused look but she urged me on to do what she said. I backed away from her and discreetly moved my eyes to where she said to look.

I spotted a god of a man staring at me, with a whisky in his hand. I had never seen anyone like him. He was in a all black suit which fit his body like a glove. He had beautiful black hair with piercing blue eyes. His legs were spread on the seat he was sat in, making my core tingle slightly. He had to be at lest 6 foot 5. His lips were perfect, definitely kissable. He was staring at me with a certain look in his eyes, a look as if he was about to make love to me. My eyes were completely fixed onto him.

He was the type of handsome that would be noticeable in a big crowd. That made you choke on your own thoughts before even given the chance to think.

Once I realised I was staring I looked away immediately.I looked back at Abi and she's had a massive grin on her face.

"He's been watching at you most the night" she said into my ear. Isn't that about creepy?

I rolled my eyes at her and she gave me a playful punch on the arm. I didn't want to get sucked into the allure of a relationship. It was a beautiful trap that never ended well. Like a Venus fly trap.

"Did you hear Gary sold the place" she blurred out and my eyes widened slightly.

"Thank god" I laughed and she nodded in agreement.

Gary was my previous boss, he was a creep and made all us girls wear short black pencil shirts and any black top that showed our boobs. Black heels, no flats, and bare legs. He reminded me of father.

"Um excuse me, miss" a rude voice said from the bar. A lady stood waiting for me to serve her. She was tall and had long blond hair, she seemed snobby by her voice and the way she stood. I looked back at her with a smile.

"Yes ma'am, what would you like" I smiled. She rolled her eyes and I discreetly raised an eyebrow.

"Finally. You know you shouldn't be preoccupied while doing your job" she snarled. "It's not like your jobs hard" she snickered. I froze. I wasn't the best when it came to confrontation.

Remember Camila, the customer is always right. That had to be the most bullshit sentence known to man. I let out a breath along with a slight laugh, trying to shake it off.

"Uh did you just laugh at me" she said with a disgusted look on her atrocious face.

"No ma'am, of course not" I said. My kindness what definitely getting to her. Kill them with kindness. I couldn't help but internally laugh at her annoyed expression.

"I want to speak to your manager, your a very rude young lady" she spat out. Great. My first impression for my new boss is going to be how I'm a very rude young lady.