Chapter 1
People always say money can’t buy happiness.
Those people have obviously never been broke.
My name is Aria Bennett, twenty-two years old, waitress by night, professional survivor by day. I work at Velvet Hour, a bar where men spend more money in a single evening than I make in a month.
Do I judge them?
Absolutely not.
In fact, I encourage them.
“That’ll be three hundred dollars.”
The man in front of me nearly choked on his drink. “Three hundred? For a bottle of whiskey?”
I smiled sweetly. “Inflation.”
“It was a hundred dollars last week!”
“Then you should’ve come last week.”
Mrs. Carter, my manager, shot me a warning look from across the counter, but she wasn’t the one worrying about next month’s rent.
Money was honest. People weren’t.
That’s why I preferred money.
The bell above the entrance rang, and the entire bar went silent.
Even I looked up.
Tall. Black suit. Expensive watch. The kind of face that belonged on magazine covers and billboards. He carried himself like a man who had never heard the word “no” in his life.
Great.
Another rich guy with a superiority complex.
“Who’s that?” I whispered.
“You seriously don’t know?” one of the girls hissed. “That’s Adrian Hayes.”
The billionaire.
Apparently, fate had decided my shift wasn’t interesting enough.
So he sent an angel a “money angel ” with an emphasis
He sat at the counter and I gladly went to meet him.
“Want the strongest drink we have?”
“Yes”
“It’s expensive but I don’t think it would be a problem for you”
“Just give me the damn drink” he said already feeling pissed
“Geez relax, ok then “. I went around to the other side , the rich bottles counter smells wealthy I can tell.
I can’t actually but all I know is that the liquid inside looks like gold wine.
Mixed him up a few glasses he drank it all at once and then I looked up my time is up .
“Yah!!!!”
“Yeah hurray Aria I could say the same when I get you fired” Mrs Carter said
“Oh come on now, don’t be a pain in my ass I’ve got a lot on my table already” I replied
Dropping the apron I tied on my waist and allowing Chloe continue.
Went into the staffs room because why you might ask because I can’t where this filthy clothes home so I bring extra clothes.
Finding myself checking my balance and boom I have money now $100 dollar I’m rich.... Don’t judge me okay I motivate myself this way.
Taking off my top and standing with only a strapless bra on. I was staring at my phone without realizing someone entered into the room.
I felt a hand on my waist and a click sound and my bra dropping to the ground.
Terrified I turned around to see Adrien the rich dude staring right at my chest. A slap was all I could give to him for being a creep only to find out he didn’t even flinch or shake. He then whispered
“Help me”.
“Help you? What do you mean ?”
“I’ve been drugged and I’m freaking hot right now I don’t think I can hold on anymore please. ”
Without giving me a chance to refuse he forcefully kissed which was supposed to be bad I thought but it wasn’t for some reason.
Don’t get me wrong he’s handsome not gonna lie and me giving my first time to a guy that has nice abs, nice jaw line, really handsome and strong and dominant down there.... come on now any girl in my position would have done the same.
Painful than expected but was worth it.
Spending the night in the room with him without anyone coming in was actually God’s plan like today of all days no one came in.
Waking up to finding him putting on his clothes. He noticed me getting up and he turned around to face me.
“I was drugged take this black card, I don’t want to see your face again”. He said and threw the card at me.
Hold up wait a minute
“This stuff is real? , I thought it was only in novels and c-dramas that billionaires actually give money to the virgin girl they slept with? ”
“Am I about to become the female lead and I get married to a billionaire? “.
“What are you talking about? I don’t want to see you again. Did I make myself clear? ”
“Just so you know I’m definitely not returning this card and saying some cheesy lines like I’m not cheap or for sale. ”
“I should have known you were like the rest a gold digger.”
“Don’t slander me, who came into this room did I drag you two left legs and say you should sleep with me?” I said and continued
“I saved you. You don’t have the right to judge me Mr billionaire. ”
“I bet you’re the kind of billionaire that doesn’t get any reaction from other ladies with the way you kept biting and giving me hickeys”.
I said took my clothes got dressed left him in there and walked out without forgetting my card ...
“Straight to the bank!!!!“. I shouted .
