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

Claimed by the Alpha and the Vampire Prince:Masquerading as aMan

Try This

I had to admit it—the spa had done wonders to Alexia.

Beautiful. Elegant, even. The kind of woman who could turn heads in any room she walked into. The gown hugged her in all the right places, and the way the soft waves in her hair framed her face—damn.

If not for Liz standing right beside me, I might have actually taken a moment to appreciate it.

But instead of admiring her, all I felt was irritation.

Not because she looked bad—because she didn't.

Not because she was **throwing herself at me in front of everyone—**because, honestly, if Liz weren't here, I might not have minded it.

No, I was irritated because Liz was watching.

Because I knew she was seeing all of this.

And I couldn't help but feel a deep, gnawing guilt in the pit of my stomach.

And what did she find? Me. Married.

Ditching My Wife Again