2- Another round

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Victoria

La Grenouille, the place I work. It is a restaurant for people who are loaded with cash. The name translates into frog, which alot of men here are. They are disgusting perverts, who have no filter what so ever.

"Hey, doll, can we have another round". I purse my lips to try and keep from scowling at the rich man in front of me

I put on my most polite smile I could muster, and head to the back, grabbing a tray of drinks.

"Victoria, hurry up, we need a table for these fine men". My co-worker, Maria shouted, she always ended up obsessed with every man that ever walked in here, and she always ended up taking them home that same night, she did whatever she could to get under my skin, too.

"Right away".

I place the drinks down on the table for the group of frogs I was serving before, pretend I didn't see one of them wink at me , and head to the table of the just arrived men.

"What did you have too tell me?" The dark-skinned man spoke, to the man across from him.

They were both in fine, expensive looking clothes, that looked fairly similar, except the dark skinned boy wore a classic black tux, whereas , the other, had on a white button up shirt, tucked into his most-likely expensive jeans. "Sorry to interrupt, here are your menus". I spoke, my voice coming out quieter than I intended.
"Your not interrupting, we came here for the food and drink, anyway". The button up dude spoke. I purse my lips, of course, it's the same with all rich, spoiled men, they are cocky, and don't mind other's feelings.

It wasn't just the men who were cocky, sometimes women will come in here, with their husbands, and treat you like shit, because they think you fancy their partners.

"Yeah- my apologies". He didn't say anything for a while, until finally he placed his menu down. "Can I have a bourbon in the rocks, for my drink ?" He asked, and I nodded,"I'll need to see i.d , sir". He scoffed, "I don't look like a minor do I?" He said, as he handed me his card, "no. Sorry " I said, looking at his i.d , I hand it back, his name was Jake Reynolds, the name sounded familiar but I couldn't quite remember it. "And what about you sir?" I ask, directing my attention to the other. "Rose champagne, please". I nodded, as he handed me his I.d, Blaise Carrington, now his name I knew, his dad was a famous actor back in his day, and now he was a famous entrepreneur, who didn't know the Carrington's?

"Okay, I'll go and get your drinks, while you decide what you'd like". I smile, "okay, thanks". Blaise yelled after me, he was a lot politer than the other, who didn't even bother saying anything.

"I can't believe Reynolds is here, did you see how he looked at me, when he asked for a table for two?" Maria gushed, as I grabbed the two drinks, "Maria, I don't care, it's always the same for you." She scoffs, as I return to the table.

"Here you two are, have you decided what you'd like as an appetizer?" "Yes, classic pea soup,and how about some smoked salmon, Thanks". Reynolds spoke, and I wrote that down, "any idea for  your main course?"

I turned too Carrington, "I'll have grilled chicken, and a shrimp Caeser salad". I nod, "you?"  "Roasted organic chicken, don't forget the truffle sauce."

I had all of it written down, and started to head back and deliver the order to the chef, when I heard one of the disgusting frogs speak, "hey doll, come here, have a word with me". I scowl , and turn his way , now smiling, "I'm sorry, I have an order to fullfil, but- how about we speak after". I say, and a low , drawling voice. "Okay". He smirks, and I turn around, handing the order to the chef

Over on the other side of the room I could hear , reynolds, and Carrington talking. "She can't just force you mate" I stopped listening after that.

"Doll! You said we can speak!" I smirked, as the order was placed on the counter, "can't, I have to get this to the fine men there in the corner". He groaned, and I headed over to the men, placing the steaming plates in front of them. "thanks". I nod, stepping away

Kinda hard to believe they are dining fancy, and my main course is some ramen noodles.

"Doll! You said we could talk!" I groan, walking over to his table. "yes sir?" I stood beside his table. "now you know, you've been teasing me all night, and girls like you deserve to be punished". I furrowed my eyebrows, suddenly feeling uncomfortable. "Sir- I'm not" I stopped talking when he stood up, and grabbed my waist, kissing my cheek, he purred into my ear, "don't be afraid, just let it happen". I squirmed around, "stop, stop please". He continued to attack my neck. I wiggled around, and felt tears stream down, as his friends were laughing. "Stop!" I yelled, I heard a voice, "punch him!" And without thinking, I did, I punched him right in the face, he fell back, onto the table, causing it to flip over, plates broke, along with some cups, he yelled out in pain,as his expensive tux was ruined.

"I- I didn't-" I stepped back, no this couldn't be happening, I needed this job!

It was confirmed when my boss marched angrily over to me , "you- argh! Your fired!" He headed to get a towel, I followed him, "please, sir, he tried to touch me, I couldn't just let him , please let me have another chance!" He kept moving around, not saying anything, "please, sir, just one more chance?" He turned around to face me," get.out!" I wiped my tears, and headed to the back, grabbing my purse, I grabbed it agressivly off of the shelf, as I did a note fell out

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You need money, I need a girlfriend, wanna make a deal?

Signed, Jake Reynolds.

Email: jakereynolds@gmail.com

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I furrowed my eyebrows.... A deal?





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Thank you for reading, remember to eat and drink a little something today <3

Xoxo, vaeh 💜

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