Billionaires The CEO Bedwarmer

Chapter 1

Jeaneia's Point of View

I was just observing the people coming in and out of the club where I worked. I can say that there are many more people today than before, probably because it's Sunday. Sundays usually draw a crowd. I was lost in thought when someone suddenly touched me, so I looked at her. Oh, it's Sicily.

"Hey, can you take this to Room 205 for me? I need to use the bathroom," she said while holding her stomach. I realized she'd been running to the bathroom repeatedly, so I just nodded in agreement.

I carefully took the tray filled with expensive drinks and brought it to its destination.

When I arrived at Room 205, I knocked as a sign of respect. It didn't take long for the door to open, and a man who looked like an anime character appeared.

"Hello, sir. Here’s your order," I said politely. However, he didn’t take it right away, so I awkwardly set it down.

"Can you bring that inside?" he said. Finally, he spoke—I thought I’d be stuck outside all night. When I stepped inside, I was amazed by the beauty of this VIP room; it was like a house. After placing their order and planning to leave, the thin man spoke, "Dude, did you order food?" I was confused because they only ordered drinks, nothing else.

"Come here, baby girl, sit on my lap," he said, but I shook my head since that’s not part of my job.

"Sorry, sir, but I’m not that kind of woman. If you don’t have anything else to order, may I leave? I still have work to do," I said politely.

"Oh come on, don’t act like a virgin. How many men have tasted you?" said one of their companions, who I couldn’t see clearly because he was in a dark corner.

"I can double the pay if you want. What do you think?" he added. I just shook my head.

"Sorry, sir! I’m not that kind of woman. If you’re looking for someone to please you, you’ll have to find someone else," I said, feeling hurt. Just because I work at a club doesn’t mean I’m selling myself. That’s the only thing I can be proud of because they see me as a lost cause.

That man judged me as if he knew every woman. After I left the room, I continued with my interrupted work. It wasn’t long before our shift ended, and we were just arranging the chairs and other things before leaving. While I was tidying up, Sicily approached me and started helping. As I was in the middle of arranging things, Sicily suddenly spoke.

"Hey, thanks for earlier. My stomach was really upset," she said, making me laugh.

"Silly! It’s fine. By the way, is your stomach okay now?" I asked, concerned about Sicily. Sicily is my only friend here since, like me, she’s also a waitress.

"It’s better now, not as painful," she said as we were leaving the club where we work. I was about to head home when Sicily handed me an invitation, so I looked at her curiously.

"I forgot to tell you, it’s Sir Adrian’s birthday, and it’s going to be held at the club, so we’re invited," she said. No wonder everyone’s preparing—I wasn’t up to date.

"Ah, that’s why they’re getting ready," I said. She nodded.

"And I have more good news," she said. I just kept looking at her, waiting for the good news she mentioned.

"We’re not working on Sir Adrian’s birthday, and I heard his friends will be there too. You know, the handsome and rich ones, but they’re all womanizers," she added. I wasn’t surprised that she knew all this—she’s the ultimate gossip.

"So what if they’re handsome and rich?" I said with a hint of annoyance. It’s not about being bitter, but there’s really no such thing as forever.

"You’re so bitter, my friend! I’m just going to get all dolled up—you never know, one of Sir Adrian’s friends might notice me, and I’ll become a billionaire instantly," she said, making me shake my head.

"Are you going, friend?" she asked. If I were to go, I wouldn’t have anything nice to wear, and of course, I wouldn’t have anything to give as a gift.

"Probably not, friend. You know my situation," I said, which made her sad.

"But friend, Sir Adrian said we should be there. We’re technically on duty but just enjoying the party. Come on, it’s only this once, please," she pleaded, leaving me no choice but to agree, even though I didn’t want to.

After our chat, I headed home. But before that, I stopped by Aling Presing’s eatery, the only one open even late at night.

After buying food, I walked home. It’s not that I don’t have fare money, but I really need to save, especially since household expenses are getting bigger.

When I arrived home, I heard Jessica and Jesean talking.

"Sis, do you think Ate Jeaneia will leave us too, like Mom?" my youngest sibling asked.

"I don’t think so, little sister. Ate Jeaneia loves us," my second sibling replied.

"But Mom said she loved us too," Jesean responded. If you’re wondering where our parents are, they’re gone. When our dad died, our mom left us and went off with another man, so I became both mother and father to my siblings.

"I’m here, and I brought something for you!" I said, making them both look at me. They stood up to hug me.

Just one kiss from them, and all my exhaustion disappeared.

After hugging me, Jessica took the plastic bag I was carrying, which contained food, and prepared it on the dining table. Once everything was set, we ate. I hurried to get myself ready because I still had another job to go to—I don’t just work as a waitress at the bar.

I also work as a vendor at the market, but this time with my younger sibling.

Once I was ready, I helped Jesean get dressed. Jesean isn’t in school yet, but Jessica is, so I have to work extra hard.