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

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I barely had time to catch my breath before Aiden flipped us, pinning me to the bed with his body pressed firmly against mine. The heat of his skin, the weight of him—it was overwhelming in the best way possible.

His eyes, dark and hooded with lust, trailed over me like he was committing every inch of my exposed skin to memory. My heart pounded so hard I swore he could hear it, but I refused to let him have the satisfaction of knowing just how much he affected me.

At least, I tried to pretend.

But when his lips grazed my stomach, my breath hitched. Shit.

I clenched my hands into the sheets as his mouth traveled lower, his warm breath ghosting over my skin. The way he was taking his time, kissing, tasting, teasing—fuck—he was doing it on purpose, and I knew it.

"Aiden," I breathed, squirming beneath him, heat pooling between my thighs.

Its Just S*x