One Night Stand With The Heiress In Disguise

chapter one

Valerie's POV

I walked sluggishly towards the changing room, I've to change to my walking clothes, well, that's how it is in this bar.

It's not actually a bar though, I guess the owner must be well-to-do to put on such an exclusive restaurant which had a bar and other entertainment things attached to it.

"Hello there, Valerie."

I looked up to see one of my colleagues walk towards me with a smile on her lips.

I guess she is not as tired as I am right now, I mean this is my third part-time job, well, what can I say, it's not like anyone would like to have so many part-time jobs at a time?

My mom's health is really taking a tour of me.

"You came in pretty early today."

She continued even without receiving any response from me previously.

"Yeah, lucky enough I wrapped up my work early, so I'm here."

I managed to reply.

"Okay, see you later."

She walked out after saying that and to be frank, I felt at peace when she left.

Walking to my position as the bartender, I hope that customers will wait for a while before they begin to suffocate me with their strong perfumes.

As a child my life was resplendent, I had everything I could ever wish for, until one fateful day, my dad went on a business trip and never came back.

Until date, I didn't quite understand why my father's family denied us our right to take part in his burial, nor did they give us the right to know where he was buried.

All I knew as a Seven-year-old child was that my mom came home from my uncle's house in tears almost every day until she decided to stop going there.

Our house, which was the only property my dad left for us, was forcefully claimed by his brother, and we were thrown out of it.

My mom worked day and night to make sure I never experienced paucity even after my dad's death, yes things might not have been as it was when my dad was alive, yet, she did the best of her proficiency and adroitness.

For as long as I can remember, my mom was really a strong woman, even until date she's still fighting death.

If my dad was still alive, my mom couldn't have suffered a heart disease. Being in comatose for two years now, she was meant to undergo a heart transplant, but that's close to insuperable with my current financial condition. If only she underwent treatment at the early stage of the disease, it couldn't have gotten to this point.

But just before I could smile at the empty seat in front of me, I saw a man walking towards me with a smile plastered on his face. I almost rolled my eyes at him, but then instead of that, I gave him a welcoming fake smile.

"Hello beauty, how is your day going?"

The man who was now seated on a long stool meant for customers said to me.

"It's going great. What will you have?"

I asked him to change the topic.

"Get me vodka."

He replied while scrutinizing me from head to toe.

"Okay sir."

I turned to get his request.

"What's your name?"

He asked when I passed his drink to him.

"Valerie."

I replied, trying to act as professional as I can.

"So, do you mind accompanying me for the night"

He asked me with a smug on his face.

"Sir, I work here as a bartender, not as an escort."

My words made him bend to his glass, perhaps I was rude to him, but he deserves it so much.

This is one problem I have with this job, so many people try to trample on my rights, they attempt to molest me in any way they can, but gratefully they haven't been successful.

Just then I turned to the staircase only to see a piercing look of a very handsome man.

He kept staring at me so much that I had to look away, thereby not getting to admire his handsome features.

"I can pay your manager for the time you will be spending with me. What do you say?

I mean, I love you already, and I want to have a taste of you."

The man opposite me said again and I stared at him with a deadly look, if not for my work principles, I could have long given him a resounding slap, I mean what exactly does he take me for.

"Please give me your answer, I can't wait to have you on my bed."

He uttered with a smirk.

Just when I was about to give him a piece of my mind, I felt someone tap my shoulder.

"Who on…"

I left my word hanging in the air at the sight of my manager.

"Miss Valerie, come with me."

I followed him like an obedient puppy would, but something came to my mind. My heart began to pound rapidly within my rib cage.

"Miss Valerie, I want to apologize for this before I go ahead, but the situation is beyond my control."

I noticed the bid of sweat running down his cheeks while he spoke with guilt.

"My job is at stake just as yours, but then this will also pay more money, even more than I pay you in six months."

I looked at him with bewilderment, not understanding the words he was spurting.

"Please go straight to the point, sir."

"Someone in the VIP area asked for your company."

He finally heaved a sigh of relief after saying that.

"Please, Valerie, my wife is heavily pregnant and I need this job so badly."

His pleading gaze almost made me agree to his request.

But I can't just agree to what he said so easily, who knows who the VIP person is, I can't just sell my dignity.

"Sir, no, I can't."

I replied firmly, he can't use his personal problem to force me into doing what I might regret later and if he thinks I'm so cheap as to accept his offer just because he mentioned money, then he's wrong.

"Valerie, you need this cash so much, remember your mom's hospital bill."

Yes, he's right, the worst of it is that the hospital made an addition and I have to find another part-time job to pay for it. If I take my manager's offer it will help me a lot, after some seconds of reluctance,

"Okay sir."

I agreed half-heartedly, frankly I don't believe that one day I will stoop so low as to accompany anyone just for a few dollars.

Walking back to the changing room, I put on my clothes.

Before walking towards the VIP area, my phone peeped, and I saw a credit alert from the manager which made me smile.

"This wouldn't be all that bad anyway."

I said to myself.

At the VIP area, I was shocked to the bone marrow when I noticed how scanty the whole place was.

But there was a man's silhouette at the side of the hall.

I heaved a sigh of relief before walking towards him.

"Hello sir."

I smiled while standing in front of him.

He slowly raised his head and my eyes met his gaze.

We stared at each other for a while before he shifted his gaze to my body.

"Hmm"

I cleared my throat to get his attention as I wasn't comfortable with his eyes hovering around my body.

"You can have a seat."

He said while relaxing in his seat.

I sat down slowly and took that opportunity to have a good look at the man sitting in front of me.

He has blue eyes, which can have anyone fall for him just by staring at his eyes.

His blonde hair seems soft to me and I want to feel it, he's damn handsome.

A waiter walked to us, bringing me out from my reverie.

"Your order please."

He politely said to us,

"What will you have?"

The blonde hair guy sitting right in front me asked me, and I couldn't help the urge to stare into his beautiful eyes.

"Anything sir."

I replied while diverting my gaze from him.

"Don't address me as 'sir' Christine can do."

Those words were like an order, but something caught my eyes;his dimples, he doesn't need to strain himself for it to be visible.

His face looks like someone who can't smile at all, somehow sending shivers all over my body.

"Okay"

I replied while bowing slightly.

"So, why did you choose to be a bartender?"

He asked to lighten the mood immediately when the waiter left, but for some reason he sounded rude, but I've to reply, after all, he's paying me for this.

"Well, there's no other choice for someone who doesn't have a college certificate."

I replied to him, looking straight into his eyes.

"Ohh…"

That sound coming from this serious face made me have a sudden urge to laugh, and I couldn't help but to chuckle loudly.

"What's funny?"

He asked with a slight smirk on his face, I love that smile of his.

But before I knew it, it disappeared quickly, as though it weren't there to begin with.

"Nothing…"

I was about to say something when the waiter came in with our food.

We ate silently and after which we were served a bottle of champagne just by having a taste of it. I fell in love with the drink, already forgetting about its alcohol content.

"Take it easy, Valerie, you would rather not get tipsy, do you?"

He said while taking the cup of champagne from me.

"Give me back!"

I whined like a child, while stretching my hands towards him.

I don't know what's suddenly happening to me, but I think I love this side of me.

"No, you can't."

He gulped down the entire glass, content with a smile on his face, did he just smile?

He must be having a lot of fun right now.

Furthermore, he licked his lips seductively afterward while smiling broadly at me.

My next action surprised not only him, but myself.

I shifted my seat closer to his, then wrapped my arms around his neck before saying.

"Kiss me."

chapter two

Christine's POV

The moment I strolled into the bar, my eyes quickly saw the lovely barkeep, whom I was unable to take my eyes off. She was even more beautiful than a doll because of her stunning black eyes. Her oval face joined by her bruised eyes made her seriously charming. Out of nowhere my eyes moved to her pink lips, on the off chance that I didn't walk quicker, I could have fallen while gazing at her. Seating in the celebrity region, which is intended for just me, as I disdain clamor and didn't permit anybody up here with the exception of I requested that they go along with me. I felt single out of nowhere, and the main individual who rung a bell was the barkeep. To prevent her from rejecting my offer, I called the manager and requested that he pay her so that she could keep me company. However, I also requested that he not tell her that I own this restaurant. Similarly, when she approached me and demanded a kiss, I was taken aback. "What? I'll call your manager, Valerie, so he can arrange for a car to take you home because I think you're drunk. "No… I'd like a kiss, please." She said with a mope, which I saw as so charming. "Agreed, I will." She grinned at my response as she carried her lips nearer to mine, however rather than kissing her all the rage, I picked her cheeks, however at that point a scowl showed up all over. She bit my lower lip as she brushed her lips against mine before I could react. She was asking for trouble right now, and I am aware that if I start, stopping will be different. All things considered, I yielded to her solicitation, I began kissing her enthusiastically with my hands on her back. "Why did you stop, hey?" She asked me when I abruptly halted. "If you want to avoid regretting your actions tomorrow morning, you need to go home right now." I shared with her while remaining to my feet, I need to control my desire to accomplish something other than kissing. She stood up also, I needed to understand what she would do next as she continued to gaze at me and the following moment she started to kiss me once more. When I felt my hand travel up on her back, I realized I was responding to the kiss. Be that as it may, it's past the time to stop anything we've begun, as my whole body lights in discharge. "We really want to go to a cool spot." I was able to whisper into her ears, but she kept kissing my lips after she seemed so taken with the kiss. However, I needed to accomplish something before I lost my faculties here and have her, not that I mind. "Valerie, hurry." I gradually pushed her off my body prior to conveying her in a wedding style and leaving the celebrity region from the secondary passage. To get to the underground parking lot, I took the elevator down. In addition, before I took my seat, I opened the car and placed my driver beside the driver's seat rather than calling her to come and pick me up. "Hey! What's your name once more, put on some music, I need to abstain from resting." That sweet voice of hers made me turn towards her with a grin all the rage. Okay, but it's not "hey," but "Christine." I was courteous. "I will call you anything I desire to, Christmas, Chris, it all depends on what came to mind." To the song's rhyme, she responded with a head shake. Kiss me, please..." She turned to me while pointing to her lips and sang along with the song. "What? I ought to kiss you?" With a wide grin all over, she gestured her head like a charming child. "When we get here, I'll kiss you because I'm driving." She kissed my lower lip the next instant, and my eyes widened in shock, as if she had an invisible earplug on. "Hey…" Her grin caused me to fail to remember what I was going to say. I turned to see her still singing along as I parked my car in an underground parking lot near my apartment. I attracted her nearer to me while catching her lips with mine. At the point when we were both submerged in the kiss, I broke the kiss and left the vehicle prior to doing her and securing the vehicle. She was dropped on the bed before I kissed her lips, and the entire night was enjoyable as I slammed my door immediately. When I opened my eyes the next morning to the sun's harsh rays and got out of bed, the entire night's memory flashed into my head, making me smile. I turned to the other side of the bed in anticipation, but no one was there. Everything seemed like a dream, but I'm sure it wasn't. "Where in the world would she say she is?" As I made my way toward the bathroom, no one was there, so I didn't even bother asking anyone. My once light articulation turned grave right away. I needed to basically eat with her, trade contact with her, then, at that point, maybe… I don't know exactly what I want, but I really want her to be with me. Besides, I've never at any point felt as such, not that this is whenever I'm first connecting with somebody, yet Valeria is only not quite the same as them all. She caused me to feel the manner in which I've never felt and, most importantly, she brought me joy. I woke up from my slumber when my phone beeped. I grabbed my phone as I walked to the nightstand. "Hurry up." I requested my colleague from the other line. "We have an issue here, Mr Anthony needs to pull out his portions." Regulating my privately-owned company combined with my speculations is truly cumbersome, at times I want to take off from my obligations. My sibling, who should assist me with every one of these, is in the middle of engaging the world. "I'll see him in an hour, schedule a meeting with him." After saying that, I hung up and was about to hang up when another call came in. When I saw the caller ID, I signed. "Hi Mother." "Son, how are you? Anita claimed that she was unable to access your phone. What's the deal? She questioned me with a hint of ire in her voice. I had to come up with a plausible lie because I couldn't possibly tell her that I had blacklisted my girlfriend's phone number. "Mom, is she certain that she is calling my line?" "As you can clearly see, my line is going through, so the fault might be her because she is still in a foreign country," she said. This is yet another issue that arises when maintaining the family business and trading happiness for fame. I must marry Anita because my company and her father's business have a marriage alliance. "You are correct, yes." She replied, paused for a while, took a deep breath, and then said. "Christine, your grandmother is ill, and she is in the intensive care unit right now."