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

Aiden's lips curled into something dangerous.

The kind of look that should've sent warnings through my mind, told me to stop this before it spiraled out of control.

But instead, it sent a thrill down my spine.

I felt his hands tighten around my wrists—just for a moment—before he let go and slid them down my sides, his touch searing even through my clothes.

His grip settled firm on my hips, keeping me pressed against him, still straddling him as I watched the storm build in his darkened eyes.

I swallowed hard, my heart hammering against my ribs.

A slow, knowing smirk stretched across his lips, and then—

I gasped as he ripped my panties straight down the middle.

Being Naughty {ii}