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

How the hell can she be mad when she was the one at fault?

She clearly skipped school—the one damn thing I asked of her. After I paid off her studies, after I gave her a future she wouldn't have had otherwise. Hell, if not for me, she'd be a waitress in some rundown diner, scraping by with tips and struggling to make rent. But no—I dressed her in the latest designer pieces, fed her like a damn queen, and made sure she had everything she could ever need.

Not love. Not loyalty. Just cooperation. All she had to do was pretend—pretend to be a good, loving wife in front of the world. Smile when the cameras were on. Hold my hand when necessary. Say the right things at the right time.

But no. Alexia had to be difficult.

A Glimpse Of The Past