The Billionaire's Love

Christy

I am eighteen years old and in my third year at NYU. I am studying Business Administration with an emphasis on Finance on a full scholarship, room and board included.

I work part time as a waitress in a four star resturant that caters to the rich and famous. My GPA is excellent and I hope to graduate early yet again. And hopefully get a better job so that I never have to return to my home.

Right now I am in a hurry to get to work since my last class ran a little late and since I had no time for lunch decided to grab a coffee from starbucks and a donut until later.

In my rush I did not notice the guy entering and smashed right into his chest
' I am so sorry sir, please I'll pay for your dry cleaning if you give me your card'
I ranted out hoping to avoid a scene.

He just seemed to stare at me as if I he could not understand me and then he pulled out an embossed card with a slight sheen that stated he was Nikolai Mancinni CEO of Mancinni International and handed it to me. I promised to drop off the money the following day and was on my way.

As I arrive at Rodriguez I grab my apron and put it on placing my note pad and pencil in the pocket and headed to my tables to prepare them for the evening.

Being a waitress you learn to literally smile, at arrogant, egotistical jerks both male and female, and keep it there.

Its a Friday night my tables are full and it seems that the richer the apes the worst they behaved. At eight a coulpe comes in and Margaret our hostess seats them at one of my tables. My hell has began.

'Hello good evening I am Chris and I will be your server tonight, here are your menus. Would you like a drink?'

A deep velvety voice replies ' Give us a glass of Cheval Blanc 1947 please'

I look and see the same hunk from earlier sitting with someone who looks like a model in a red dress cut to where her boobs are almost out and enough makeup for three women. Hopefully he does not recognise me.

'Sir that paticular vintage is only served by the bottle, would you still like it?' I say monotoned. And his head shoots up and again stares at me making me uncomfortable.

'Why are you still here just go and get the bottle and then take our orders or is flirting with my date more important!'
His companion says in a high pitch nasal voice flipping her bleach blond hair over her shoulder.

'Yes mame right away' and I beat a hasty retreat putting in the order.I can't believe she accused me of flirting! I have not said one word to them that is not part of my job.

After getting myself under control I go back requesting their meal orders and like I suspected she wants a salad.

'Mam would you like to order desert now or after your meal?' I have decided that talking to her is my safest bet.

'I will take a fruit salad and you Marcel what would you like?'

'What would you suggest?' He asked looking at me.

'Oh, the double chocolate cake is quite good Sir but all the deserts listed are fabulous I state.

'The chocolate cake it is then' he replies.

'I'll get right on that sir amd mam' and once again head off to put in there orders. While that is cooking I look after my other tables. After fifteen minutes I go grab there meals and serve them then go off to rest as all my tables are either eating or cleared. I delivered their deserts as soon as they were finished with their meal as I do the others I get there bill ready and placed it on the table, as I am leaving the woman says

'You know you aren't getting a tip! After flirting with my date and getting my order wrong, maybe I should speak to your manager' she says smirking. Like its funny to play with poeples job.

'Yes Ms. no tip is fair and I apologise for my unprofessional behaviour'

The man instantly gets up and hands me his credit card to pay for dinner when I return he is glaring at his lady friend.

'Here you go sir and thank you mam for your patients with me tonight'

During training the first rule is the customer is always! Always right so just suck it up.

The man leaves and she is running behind him trying to keep up.

He looks angry its probably at me also. Thank goodness the nightcame to an end and at midnight I was on my way to my car to head to the dorms. It was still at the starbucks since the parking at the resturant is for customers only. Its a fifteen minute walk but right now I am just tired and can't wait to be home.