lucy_mumbua

What happens when, in the midst of struggling to keep up with life, you suddenly discover that you were a princess in a past life? Now, you're just a waitress with a drunken mother and a pile of bills to pay. But deep down, you know one thing: you’ll find the stupid jerk responsible for ending your royal life, no matter what it takes.

Alexia POV:
Then there are the spoiled, narcissistic rich jerks who think their daddy's car gives them a free pass to treat women like objects. Not today, Satan. These guys are like walking perfume ads with egos bigger than their bank accounts. I swear, they should just marry themselves—they're clearly their own type.

When one of those jerks lands at my table, I can smell the entitlement from a mile away. I don't even wait for the inevitable sleazy pickup line or the "accidental" brush of their hand against mine. Nope. I pawn them off on one of the other waiters faster than you can say "unpaid rent."

Spoilt Princess Reincarnate As a Waitress

The sound of my retching filled the car, and I could feel Aiden freeze beside me as my dessert decided to stage a dramatic encore—right onto his designer suit.

For a moment, there was nothing but silence. Horrible, mortifying silence.

"You've got to be kidding me," Aiden finally said, his voice low and dangerous.

I sat back, wiping my mouth with trembling hands. "I—uh—sorry?"

He turned to me slowly, his jaw clenched so tightly I thought it might snap. "Do you enjoy ruining my life? Is this some kind of twisted hobby for you?"

I opened my mouth to respond but quickly closed it as another wave of nausea hit me. He groaned, leaning his head back against the seat and glaring at the ceiling like he was asking the universe why it hated him.

Lost Ring