I Fell For The Boy His Daddy Was A Bonus

Chapter 8: A Five-Star Hotel Ran Out Of Slippers 

Earlier that evening.

“What’s your name, darling? You are beautiful,” said the man who was introduced to Scarlett as Mister Sanders. He was the president of a small enterprise, a group of hardware stores, to be exact.

Scarlett had never served the VIP rooms at the Herbal Twists Restaurant Management only gave the opportunity to the tenured attendants. She had heard that VIP guests gave a lot of tips. On one occasion, her co-worker was rewarded with two thousand dollars. She never understood how one could give such a generous tip. However, Scarlett also heard stories about how customers were a little too demanding. Thus, she never looked forward to getting those extra tips.

This time, however, she was forced into the situation. A few days ago, she brought Liam home without the approval of her boss. Now, she had to choose between getting fired and serving VIP guests.

“I said! What‘s your name?” Mister Sanders repeated, alerting Scarlett completely.

“My name is Scarlett,” she curtly answered, trying to avert his gaze. “If there is anything else you need, I‘ll b e right outside -”

“Hold on. Hold on,” Mister Sanders said. A malicious grin became plastered on his face. “That‘s not how it works here, sweetheart. In the VIP rooms, you sit with the guests!” 

Behind her, her manager, Miss Cook, confirmed, “That is right, Scarlett. Whatever the VIP guests’ request, you have to follow.” 

“Why are you hesitating, Scarlett? Do you need this job or not?” Miss Cook asked, her eyes piercing through Scarlett‘s frame. 

“I – I need the job,” Scarlett said bitterly and, as Mister Sanders tapped on the seat beside him, she sat unwillingly 

“Good. Be a good girl, Scarlett. Mister Sanders will reward you greatly for being obedient,” said Miss Cook with a mischievous grin, right before exiting the private room. 

The next few minutes were bearable for Scarlett. The man, together with two of his friends, was merely chatting about work. Mister Sanders only kept staring at her, more specifically at her face. 

Sadly though, her luck ran out the second Mister Sanders got drunk over several glasses of wine. The middle-aged man suggested, “You know that pretty face of yours could be put into good use, especially that gorgeous lips of yours.”

He put his arm around Scarlett and proposed, “Something along the lines of, going down on your knees -”

Scarlett immediately got up. She clenched her hands against her skirt and said, “That‘s below the belt! And it’s not part of my job. I’m leaving.”

demanded, “You are not to

will lose my job! I‘d rather be homeless than lose my dignity.“ Her leg found its way in between Mister

His hands were quick to cover his groin area. “You bitch! You are

the halls, trying to flee from Mister Sanders, but along the way, Miss Cook bumped into her. “Where do

sid! U RH

anything he says!”

become a prostitute? I will report you!” Scarlett

Powel Law Firm? Humor me!” Miss Cook answered while grasping Scarlett’s wrist. “One call to Luca James and you will be in a more feeble state. G o back there,

They wound up in a struggle, resulting in Scarlett to kick off her shoes. As

headed

it difficult for her to see, but after blinking repeatedly, she could make out the figure standing behind a luxury car.

you are going? Mister Sanders is waiting for you! Come back here or I

Kaleb and pleaded, “K – Kaleb? Can – can I get a ride

in!” He

in the front

eyes were fixed on the road, and his hands were clenched tightly against the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white. Scarlett saw how his face was so serious, that it nearly

back there? Tell me,” Kaleb inquired, his tone was cold as ice. “Why were you running

while her mouth parted, no words came out. It took more than a second for

them, and Scarlett lowered her gaze. Eventually, she heard Kaleb ask, “Has this happened

“It‘s because I took off from work a few days back to bring Liam home. I was supposed to get fired, but my manager gave me a chance. The condition included serving VIP guests. It was my first

“Well, I guess, either way, I’m out of a job. I’ve never been good at

to you, Scarlett,”

wait... this isn‘t the way to my house. We are going in the opposite direction – never

home, not in your condition,” Kaleb said,

with a brow raised

Liam to bring you home with me and I’ll do just that,” Kaleb answered. “He wants to have dinner with

I’m all wet,” she

Kaleb said