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Something crashed into me pushing me forward into the mop bucket and falling to the ground. I felt something heavy land on top of me. “Ow!” I snapped. I felt the heavy presence lift off me and turned to see a man wiping himself down.
“You idiot!”
“Alexander!” I heard someone shout.
“Excuse me!” I stood up ignoring the soaking wet apron I was now wearing spinning around to glare at the man. “You ran into me, maybe you should watch where you’re going and use your walking feet inside like a normal person.”
Anger flashed through his brown eyes as he clenched his fist. “Who do you think you’re talking to?”
I stayed silent trying to keep my temper in check. I wasn’t sure how Daisy would feel with me yelling back at a customer. I clenched my hand into a fist using my nails to keep me centred.
“Are you deaf? I’m talking to you.” His nostrils flared. “Who do you think you’re talking to?”
I stopped closer to him. “Did I not make it clear?” I raised an eyebrow. “You.”
“Do you have any idea who you are talking to you stupid—”
“Alexander,” a voice cut through. “Don’t be rude. Apologise.”
“Why? She’s just a cleaner.”
“Okay, number one, I am not a cleaner. I am actually a waitress where cleaning is a part of my job. Number two, even if I was, you don’t get to look down at me like shit on the floor.”
He stared at me, his mouth falling open as he stepped back.
“Now, if you don’t mind, could you please leave this area, so I can mop the floor to stop it from being a hazard?”
“Alexander, go to the car,” the other man said.
I couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow, a grown man having to be told what to do.
“Jones—”
“Now Alexander, you can not be late for this meeting.” Alexander rolled his eyes but followed this Jones man's direction. “I am truly sorry for his behaviour.”
I shrugged picking the mop and bucket up and began to mop the water up. I was just glad I hadn’t filled the bucket all the way up.
“What’s your name?”
“Melinda Brown. Why?”
“Very nice to meet you, Miss Brown, again I apologise for his behaviour,” the man said. I watched as he walked out the door and I couldn’t help but frown, what interesting people. At least one of them was nice.
I focused on mopping all the water back up before putting it away in the store room. I walked into the kitchen peeling the wet apron off. “I fucking hate people!”
“Girl,” Dave said, appearing from behind the cooker. “Do you have any idea who you just yelled at?”
“Some arrogant dickhead,” I said, clenching my fist slightly.
“He’s the—”
“Nope,” I cut him off. “I don’t want to hear it. I don’t want to think about that stupid man for a second more.”
Dave just stared at me shaking his head. “Alright, your next order is up.”
Samantha Jayne Grubey is an author of new adult romance.
When she's not writing or reading, she will be playing sims or doing some diamond art and if she isn't doing any of that she could be pole dancing or most likely working.
Part one of a duet.
Melinda Brown doesn’t want much in life, graduate university and survive.
Prince Alexander has everything, surrounded be riches and spoilt to the core. Everything he’s ever wanted has been at the tip of his finger due to his prestigious status as future King of England.
Despite coming from two different worlds, they share the same university. One day everything changes when the two crash into each other’s lives, literally.
As they both enter each other’s worlds, they’re forced to make compromises for the sake of their growing attraction.
Will Melinda and Alexander be able to win people with their love, especially when it becomes clear that they both hide secrets? Or will Prince Alexander by denied for the first time by the first woman that he truly wants? Not everything is as it seems in Royal Mayhem.
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Author bio:
Samantha Jayne Grubey is an author of new adult romance.
When she's not writing or reading, she will be playing sims or doing some diamond art and if she isn't doing any of that she could be pole dancing or most likely working.
