"I have rarely seen you serving drinks Adam," Paul smirked at me while I poured him the drink for the 3rd time sitting in front.
"Look around. Nothing interests me anymore." I put the wine on the cabinet and sat on the seat inside the bar area.
"May I suggest something?" Paul asked. He had been my manager for years but was always cautious with the choice of words.
'' You may not. Your wretched suggestions have given me Natalia. Now can you imagine how worse your propositions can work for me?" I folded my arms across my chest and narrowed my eyes on Paul.
He burst into a laugh before my sight but then quickly straightened his back "She is way too perfect to be the definition of your interests." Paul noded.
"But for the time being- - -..." Paul stopped midway because we both heard someone hoot at the back near the dance floor. "You just like me as a friend. AS A FUC**NG FRIEND."
"I left my family for you."
"You scoundrel. Get here. I am no saint like her. Watch me you sick fuck. You will pay." She punched her boyfriend and tossed the drink in her hand at him along the glass. He moved at the right time but it got splashed on other royal area members. I moved my neck slightly to witness her jumping on seats, abusing everyone, and crying loudly."The girl looks young, and her pink hair and drunk attitude push her to look direr."
"Ah..this girl." Paul got up but he saw Carl arriving at the zone and sat back again. Because his presence in any scenario means punishment for others. It took Carl a few minutes, and there was no panorama of that pink hair girl or the chaos she formed.
"Did you see her boyfriend?" Paul questioned me before taking a sip from the glass.
"Isn't this supposed to be your job to find where did he go from the scene? And you are asking me." I stated and took the phone out of my pocket to find 50 texts from Natalia. "Damn"
"OH yes. I will look into that matter" Paul took a big gulp and finished his drink.
I tossed my phone across the bar counter at Paul. He caught it just in time and looked through it. " Oh,,,,,ohhh....that..." The more he was going down the chats, the more he made that bizarre sounds.
Paul snapped out of the phone screen and asked. "We can manage to get rid of her."
"You shot the last one, and it got all over on the news. I appreciate that because I know there was no way out. But this time, I will think of something."
"Okay. I have another suggestion then, but you won't agree." Paul seemed thrilled more than ever.
"Do I have anything better to do? Fine. I, Adam Kingston, agree to your new suggestion without hearing it. Spill it out.."
"Any girl that enters the main door would be your next girl, irrespective of her standard, countenances, and maturity. You bet?" Paul looked through my eyes and knew I was ecstatic. What could be a better option for a womanizer person like me?
" Bet accepted."
My momentum was back now. Paul moved his chair to the left so I could see the door. We both looked for a good 5 minutes, and the door finally opened.
I modeled up from my seat, but it turned out to be the old Ralph, a royal member since the Casino opened. Taking the seat, once again, I took a new glass in my hand, and twisted it a few directions as I heard the door click again. Paul directed the glitter girl to go in her direction, without peeking at who had come through it.
She looked awful with a yawning face. That was my first expression about her. Her worn-out trousers, barely a t-shirt, messy hair, and a question reached my ear. "Can we count her as a girl?" Paul was confused. "What if she works here?"
"I am sure we hold standards here, Paul." She didn't belong here. But my eyes followed her. She was greeted with glitter but her expression was that of a deer who somehow appears in the middle of roads out of nowhere."Unaware"
What bothered me more was "How the hell did this dimwit come into our heaven?" She ravaged my chance of harboring a scalding goddess in the bet because I knew any woman entering here would be a supermodel, a high-profile escort, some businesswoman from a rich family, or maybe a rich spoiled brat. BUT LOOK WHO APPEARED.
"You still in..." Paul questioned and placed the empty glass on the counter. But, I witnessed the dimwit coming directly toward us. And as expected she had a foolish question "Hey you know Carl, He knows about my sister?"
"Duh read the board bitch, you dimwit, you just trespassed into the owner area only, it is written in bold letters."
"OWNER'S PRIVATE BAR" I halted those words at the tip of my tongue as I saw a worker angel touching her breasts. DISGUSTING. Dimwit was not comfortable with her touching and I wasn't comfortable with how could someone touch this dimwit? Not even my heaven's angel workers.No.Never.
"MOVE," I said while clenching my jaw. "I think she finds you pretty " I joked on purpose and gave paul another drink across the counter. ''You bet" the dimwit replied.
I took a close look at her, she was something. I didn't smell ego, intelligence, or passion on her but I was all three. 'I can easily curl her around my fingers until Jade returns from the world tour."
"I do bet." I chuckled and conveyed a callous look to Paul that said "Totally in."
Her questions were answered by Paul but I knew now why she exactly came. The staff was trained to appear as a hurdle to any average-looking girl. My eyes followed up the path where she collided into a heated argument with everyone but the outrageous thing which made me laugh was as I exactly suspected "Poor girl with skills of bargaining any time, anywhere."
A hand crawled against my back and halted at my shoulder. I hated it the most, not my shoulder. I glared at her face and she apprehended, with a lamentable laugh she took the handoff of my shoulder.
I put my hand on her shoulder, grabbing near the neck, pressing her down near to me " You ever put your hand back here, on my shoulder, you will have no hands to wipe your waxed pu**y."
As she straightened her back she persisted "Why wouldn't you pick up my calls, I was worried." as if she heard nothing.
"What you want?" I dryly asked and looked the other way at old Ralph sitting alone at the same spot. "Your Natalia missed you" She had a wide smile stretching her lips to her ears. And all I wanted was to witness how was that dimwit doing?
"Any trouble with your credit card." I moved her by grabbing from the love handle to the side of the wall, doting my sight on dimwit.
"I love—"
"Shh..that would be resolved if you get out of here without taking a single breath and do not come unless I call you." I dug my fingers a little deep and continued "Paul, if she doesn't follow, then help her social media follower know how she keeps herself in trends or the money laundering she's been doing for us."
I didn't look at her face, because my words sucked the air out of her lungs, "I will count to three, one, two...." she faded in a second. And there that dimwit stood throwing hands in the air and doing what she could best do "Argue."
I gazed at Paul's face and tilted my head, he nodded in assurance and made the call to Carl "Let her go, for now, She is the new one for MR. Kingston."
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While going back to my mansion I had a rugged reflection, "Oh, dimwit, sleep tight because you are about to play the role of my maid that suits your character perfectly and I will be the master.''
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