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

I stared out the window, watching the city blur past as Aiden drove in complete silence.

It took me a few minutes to realize something was wrong.

I shifted in my seat, forcing myself to stay calm as I looked around, trying to figure out where exactly he was taking me.

Maybe he just had to make a stop somewhere.

But the farther we drove, the less convinced I became.

What if he finally remembers?

The thought hit me hard, making my fingers clench into my lap.

What if he had finally pieced it together? What if this entire time, he had been playing along, just waiting for the right moment to make me pay?

Being Naughty