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What the Bleep?! I should have heeded to my father's warnings! But no, I called his bluff as usual. Turned out this wasn't a "warning" as usual. He banned me from his house and didn't even listen to my mother's pleading. I'm sure she's in support, but was just doing eye service for me. She doesn't like sharing and husband and one more child out of the house is a joy for her. Pssh.



Aside chasing me, he also seized all my credit cards and in fact blocked my account. "When you have no access to unlimited money, maybe your brain will realign. You're just too spoilt and it's your mother's fault!" He thundered. Instead of begging, i stood cockily and replied.."So, you think this will bring me back?! I'd struggle! I'd make my own money!" I said back. He smiled and asked the butler to drag my bags outside. I walked out with pride.

Any pride I thought I have is now gone. Like poof. I'm miserable and wretched right now. Broke as Bleep and I don't know how to do a single thing! I've never worked in my life and that is affecting me seriously. Now, I understand my father's evil smile.

I'd always been the spender.. Spendthrift and I don't have savings aside the one in my account; which I can't access. The little cash I left with was used to rent an apartment on the other side of town and it was with shock that I realized that I need to ration. No more trips to the mall, No more online orders, No more food delivery and the likes.

I can't cook, clean or do anything. Life caught up with me the hard way. I dropped out of college; the reason why my father chased me. I mean, college life is sweet and beautiful. The insane parties, clubbing, drinking, drugs and everything in between. I didn't balance it up and my grades began to fall drastically.

The VC had a meeting with my dad; they're close friends and my dad got to know. He warned me about my wayward life but I refused.. What will he do? I snickered. I went out with my bevy of girls and we spent harder; we're all rich and I specifically don't mingle with people of the lower class. They were meant to serve us.

The shock hit me that fateful day. I was called to the HOD's office and given a letter. I ripped it open and read through. I've been rusticated! Shit. I didn't believe it! The VC is my father's friend! Who are they to expel me?! I rushed down to the VC's office and I was barred entry. I was asked to leave the hostel with immediate effect.

I rushed down to the hall to pack my belongings and I pretended like I'm going home. This is embarrassing as Bleep. I lied to my "friends" about travelling out in a rush and I rammed it all into my car. By the way; my car has been seized too.
I drove down to the house and my father was expectant. He's heard the news from his friend. He just allowed me enter and said nothing. I didn't know a tornado was going to sweep me out less than a week later.

Now, here I am. Broke, no education, and zero skills. I've been fired from 2 jobs and the last one was worse. I was fired on the same day I was employed. Because of an entitled bastard! He's so proud and rude. He spoke to me in a rich dark baritone and it sent hot vibes down my blood and I almost smiled, until my brain processed the words.

"Hey, skinny waif, get me a cup of plain black coffee. Black. Nothing in it." I swerved to him and was hit with the most electric and condescending eyes I've ever seen. I almost took a step back at the hostility I saw in them. "Why are you still looking? Get it. In case you have a memory loss, it's Black and plain." he said in a low tone. His lip curled upward. The most beautiful pair I'd ever seen on a man. He looked at me with so much anger.

His shirt will definitely cost more than my whole apartment. He stank of money and entitlement. I felt so bad at my plight and cursed the life I lived in school that brought me to this stage.
I felt tears rush to my eyes. Hot and blinding. Bleep, what did I do to deserve that? It's so unfair. I ran to get his order and I felt my spine straighten. Am I mad? Why would I cry over some bastard? A sexy as Bleep bastard though.

He reminded of my days as a rich girl and I regretted all the things I did to people. I got angry too and "not so mistakenly" spilled hot coffee on the bastard. The stain spread on his white shirt and I'm sure it's definitely spoilt his day. I stiffled a laughed and insincerely apologized profusely "Im so sorry sir." I used the dish towel in my hands to spread the stain all over his shirt on the pretext of cleaning his shirt. Bleep. His chest is wide and sexy as Bleep. I can't imagine how he looks naked.

I felt his hands grab me and stopped my movement. Desire lashed me hard. Shit. It's been too long I got the blinding force of a man's attention. He didn't yell, just looked at me with daggers from his eyes "leave it and get lost." He leashed his temper and I respected that. I didn't know the fucker would get me fired.

They said I'm too slow and I mixed orders up and I can't clean properly and I'm rude to customers, blah blah blah. But I know he did it. bleeped up man. I hate him with my whole heart.
All the jobs are waiting on people and it's purely torture to me. It's been pure hardship. I remember the way I treated waiters and waitresses and I shuddered. Bleep, it's a hard life. Losing this job has made me so desperate. I can barely feed again and I can't find anything to do. Oh my goodmess, people are not nice at all.

I started selling all my clothes gradually and i sold my phone too. Now, I'm lost with nothing to do. Bleep. The best friend I had just fought with me recently because I stole her boyfriend. Like, the guy was absolutely A+! Handsome, suave and absolutely charismatic., he fell easily for me; he's a Bleep boy I thought.

But then, I couldn't resist fucking him- and I found out he's an extremely weak Bleep. The fucker jabbed into my dry pussy just twice and came. Who does that?! I regretted stealing him, pure waste of time, and I was in the process of gathering my ego and pride to tune it low and plead my case to her- the boyfriend she always raved about is zero in the sack- before my father chased me. He wasnt worth losing her over. My other friends are useless; gossiping and backbiting bitches. I'd only get snubbed if I reach out to them. Moreover, I'm too proud to ask for their help. I'd rather die.

So, apparently, I'm on my own. As if I knew. I told you my mum's begging is just eye service. She didn't call me and when I tried her numbers, It was not going- she's blocked me. I've got to stop reminiscing and find a good solution to my problem. I need a job- and it should be where I'd last longer this time.

I came of my apartment and cursed the man who made me lose my job. He's the one making me go through all this. I remembered the wicked glint in his eyes and shuddered. I strolled the streets of lagos and searched for a job; to no avail. I went back home dejected. I came out in the evening and i saw a flyer in front of the building next to mine.. A maid needed.

I jotted down the number written and rushed back home to call the number. I left the phone charging inside. A female voice picked the call and told me to come for an Interview the next morning. I rushed to bed so that I'd wake up early and for the first time in a long time; I prayed to get the job. I don't know how long I'd in this absolute poverty.

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