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Chapter 2 HE'S OUT

Word Count: 1218    |    Released on: 08/06/2026

gne and attending one arrogant customer to another. The smell of ro

uc

eath and looked around ma

of the customers, Daniel, one of the s

e an important client in private room, numb

vate room, so why would the client ask for a new one? I t

while serving them. Apparently, t

s trained to serve high-end clients so why was

th those eyes. By now you should have learnt everything needed to be learnt" h

he is a very i

the direction of priv

came in contact with the most

ian Dev

lpted by God, his suit probably cost more than three years of

rving Sebastian Devereaux, the

ocked onto me, I realised

otepad. trying to keep my voice steady, I said "Good ev

as accessing me. God, has he already found out that

menu in front of him and points to a few d

the front desk then

ith his food I might be too nervous and make

at I looked so nervous that I could co

'll find s

I didn't know I was

task of taking orde

y phone

ng my messages during work but s

id

sage from an

le Dove, I'm

ed and the champagne slid off the tray shattering. I di

no,

le d

erson call

bled as I rer

ab

ed to be in prison. There were still

was saying something to me, maybe calling

real, this c

rd my name clearly. It

re broken glasses on the floor with spilled e

an packing the broken glasses back on the tra

ou're fired. Get out" he turned away and sna

that I've lost my job. Fabian hasn't even appeared in f

oom. His face is still as cold as ever. His

a word, he ju

ke I c

get out of here. I needed to

on my heel

I didn't mind. I slammed the door shut, puttin

wrapped my arms around my

an is

ow long I cried but I sl

orning, my head felt like

rling up for a long time.

d my hands, I winced, I had forgotten that I had cuts from picking u

F

ot, I wouldn't have picked them in the first plac

felt like I'd been hit by a car. By the time I reached school, my he

orse, from the teacher's voi

d and as If I wasn't suffering enough, th

hit. I was jobless with no money to spare for drugs, a psycho

hear anger in his voice. I sig

sk with his hands in his pocke

I always say wh

oes bankrupt so that

blankly at him, his face seem

sual self cause unexpectedly, his

you're b

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