"Excuse me, sir?" I inquired, taken aback by his directive. "If I don't see you in the next thirty minutes," he said, his tone ice-cold and authoritative, "I will make sure to inform the financial department to remove a substantial amount from your salary as a punishment for your blatant insubordination. And trust me, I will most certainly follow through on this." "But sir, I live quite a distance from the office, and thirty minutes simply won't be enough time for me to reach there, especially considering it's already midday," I said, anxiously checking the time on my phone screen and hoping he would understand my predicament. "If I don't see you today, I promise you that, I will punish you in such a way that it's gonna hurt you so bad" he said, as he switched of the phone. "Is this the tormentor sent straight from the depths of hell to turn my life into a never-ending, infernal circus of torment?" I quipped to myself, half amused and half incredulous, as I rushed hurriedly towards the safety of my room, pondering the absurdity of my situation. Ayra Malik, an ordinary Casino worker finds herself embroiled in a high-stakes drama when her co-worker impersonated her identity by claiming she was her after successfully stealing an Engraved bracelet from a casino client. Caspian Hawthorne a wealthy business tycoon who has ties with the owner of the Casino accused Ayra Malik of theft and immediately instructed for her apprehension without meeting her in person. When the lady in question insisted that she hasn't stolen any bracelet and infact, hasn't met with the client, Caspian decided that he should pay the lady a visit at the Police division where she was detained but on reaching there, he discovered that he was wrong and the lady is totally not the one at the suite.
AYRA'S POV;
"Ayra, Ayra," a voice pierced through the haze of my sleep.
"Today, aren't you heading to work?" the voice persisted.
"Melissa?" I mumbled, my mind struggling to surface from the depths of slumber. "You're back?" I asked groggily, attempting to stretch.
"Yes, and do you know what time it is?" she pressed, yanking the duvet off me.
"Unless you want Mr. Larsson to dock a day off your roster," she teased, playfully swatting me with a pillow.
After several futile attempts, I finally managed to drag myself out of bed.
"Welcome back. How was the night shift?" I asked as she sat on the bed, preparing to sleep.
"Busy as usual," she replied, her eyes heavy with exhaustion.
"Have you already taken your bath?" I inquired, noticing she was about to lie down.
"Yes. What's the point of working there if you can't at least grab a shower?" she murmured, already drifting towards sleep. "Please, make sure to wake me up at 4 PM. I'm not sure I'll wake up on my own," she requested, her yawn wide and weary.
"Sure, I will," I promised.
"Skipping breakfast?" I asked, but she was already asleep.
I rushed to the bathroom to shower and get ready for work.
My name is Ayra Malik, and I'm twenty-three. The lady fast asleep in the bedroom is Melissa Shawn, my best friend, roommate, and one of my favorite people. She knows almost everything about me, though not quite everything.
We both work at the city's top-rated casino. Melissa prefers the night shift for the extra tips at the underground casino, despite coming home every morning utterly spent. I, on the other hand, work in the hotel section. I'd rather avoid the older men's inappropriate advances-especially the ones old enough to be my father.
After dressing quickly, I left the house, closing the door softly to avoid waking Melissa.
"Morning, Ayra. Ready for work?" greeted Mr. Garrett, our kind landlord, as he tended to his flowers.
"Morning, Mr. Garrett. Had a good night?" I asked, smiling.
"Yes, and you?" he responded as I rummaged through my bag.
"Same," I replied.
Mr. Garrett is a generous man, though his wife is less so. He has three children: two daughters in high school and a young son who still lives at home.
"Mr. Garrett, here's our contribution for this week's water supply," I said, handing him the money.
"Thanks. Have a nice day at work," he wished me as I hurried away.
I rushed to the bus station, where my usual ride awaited.
"Good morning, Mr. Alfred," I greeted the bus driver, a sheepish smile on my face.
"You're always running late, Ayra," he noted with a smile.
I didn't argue; I knew he was right.
Gripping the sturdy bus handle for support, I stood among the crowd. The bus was always packed as we headed to work in the affluent part of town. Most of us held menial jobs-drivers, cleaners, nannies-roles that kept us in the lower echelons of society.
As soon as we arrived at the bus station, I bid Mr. Alfred a quick goodbye and hurried off. The walk from the bus station to my workplace was a kilometer long, a factor that often made me late.
Adjusting my bag on my shoulder, I felt the weight of the day ahead as I approached the towering edifice of Eclipse Edge Casino. The vibrant energy of the bustling establishment infused me with a sense of anticipation.
"Good morning, Ayra," Collins, one of the receptionists, greeted with a playful grin. "Welcome to Eclipse Edge Casino, Ma'am. How may we assist you today?" His cheerful demeanor added warmth to the bustling casino lobby.
"Collins, let me be. I'm already late," I said with a hurried smile, heading towards the changing room.
"Ayra, always in a rush," Mr. Larsson, head of the cleaning department, remarked.
"Sorry, Sir," I replied, knowing I couldn't keep making excuses.
"The occupant of room fifty-two just checked out. Go clean up," he instructed before turning to leave, whistling as he scanned the building.
"Good morning, Sir," Collins greeted him respectfully.
"Morning, Collins," he replied in a somewhat bossy tone. "Did you prepare the bill correctly for the guest who just checked out?" he asked, his tone expectant.
"Not at all, Sir," Collins assured him confidently.
"Good," Mr. Larsson replied, ascending the stairs.
I couldn't help but smile. Despite being only the head of the cleaning department, Mr. Larsson often acted as if he wielded more authority. It wasn't his place to question the billing, yet he felt the need to assert himself. Quite amusing, isn't it?
I swiftly changed into my uniform, secured my apron, donned my black shoes, and gathered my cleaning supplies before heading out.
Chapter 1 THE INTRODUCTION
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Chapter 2 ECLIPSE EDGE CASINO
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Chapter 3 REOCCURRING PAST!
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Chapter 4 THE HAWTHORNES
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Chapter 5 THE STOLEN BRACELET!
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Chapter 6 THE HUMILIATION
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Chapter 7 NOT THAT AYRA!
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Chapter 8 A CONVEYED APOLOGY!
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Chapter 9 THE FASHION HOUSE!
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Chapter 10 HE'S STILL ARROGANT!
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Chapter 11 THE PREPARATION!
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Chapter 12 FIRED!
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Chapter 13 ALL WILL BE FINE!
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Chapter 14 GOING FOR THE RUNWAY SHOW!
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Chapter 15 CAME WITHOUT INVITATION
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Chapter 16 HELPING A STRANGER
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Chapter 17 THE STRANGER IS AWAKE!
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Chapter 18 NOW I KNOW WHY THE STRANGER LOOKS FAMILIAR!
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Chapter 19 FIRED AGAIN BUT GOTTEN A JOB IMMEDIATELY!
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Chapter 20 FIRST DAY AT INNOVATECH COMPANY!
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Chapter 21 MY FLOOR!
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Chapter 22 MADE A NEW FRIEND!
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Chapter 23 I'VE GOTTEN A JACKET!
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Chapter 24 ANOTHER DAY AT THE TECH COMPANY!
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Chapter 25 FINDING THE CULPRIT!
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Chapter 26 THE PERSON I LEAST EXPECT!
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Chapter 27 SHE'S COMING BACK!
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Chapter 28 I HATE INCOMPETENCE!
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Chapter 29 A DEBT I MUST PAY!
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Chapter 30 MY RETURN!!!
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Chapter 31 A POSITION TOO HEAVY FOR ME!
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Chapter 32 EXPECTED TO ARRIVE BEFORE HIM!
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Chapter 33 I WILL GIVE MY BEST!
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Chapter 34 NEVER KNEW HE'S THIS HANDSOME!
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Chapter 35 FIRST STEP TO MY REVENGE!!!
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Chapter 36 CLEARLY, HE HAS NO IDEA!
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Chapter 37 STRUGGLING TO FIND MOTIVATION!!!
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Chapter 38 WON'T TOLERATE ANYONE BAD-MOUTHING HER!!!
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Chapter 39 A LONG JOURNEY TO BRIVILLE COMPANY!!!
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Chapter 40 AN ATTEMPT TO EMBARRASS ME!!!
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