Devil In Human Form
It was evening, and Alexa came back to the hotel with Lydia; they were both working the evening shift, and this made them both happy.
“I don't understand; this is a hotel... So why do we need to work evening shifts? Won't guests be sleeping by that time?” Alexa asked, and Kira nodded.
“Well, Jkings Hotel is different. It entertains the rich, and the rich go through a lot of depression, so they spend their night awake, either burning time in the bar or the restaurant.”
“There is an indoor bar?” Alexa was amazed.
“You were once married to a billionaire; don't you know how hotels are?”
Alexa frowned at Lydia’s question, “Why will I go to a hotel with my husband?”
“For fun, well, let’s get our uniforms and get to work.”
After getting dressed in their work attire, Alexa was introduced to the other workers and was assigned to work in the restaurant at night this week and will switch next week.
“I will be in the bar, where nasty drunk men hang out. Wish me luck,” Lydia said, and Alexa chuckled. She was nervous because this was her first real job.
Dressed in a knee-level white apron with pink strings, she walked to the restaurant section and went to the worker in charge of the restaurant.
“You should take orders and bring them here; be active, smart, and wise,” the man in charge said before handing a pen and book to Alexa.
She nodded before walking to a table. “Good day, ma'am. Can I get your order?” She questioned, and the lady frowned.
“Go stand there; if I need you, then I will call you." The woman scolded, and Alexa nodded. She was new and didn't know how it worked.
She went to the side and stood there for more than twenty minutes, but no one called her. “Should I be happy?” she wondered. She stood there for another hour when the lady who had sent her away finally called.
“Get me two orange juices, cold,” she ordered, and Alexa wrote that down before returning to the kitchen.
That was when she noticed the atmosphere was tense. “Where have you been?” her superior asked, and she bit her lip nervously.
“At the restaurant,” she answered.
“Then why didn't you take the orders?” He asked angrily, and she just came with an order right now.
"There is no need for explanations; you are fired. You failed to take the command of a very important guest, and he doesn't want to see you again,” the man said, and Alexa’s eyes widened in shock.
She had just started the job an hour ago. The lady at the table told her that if they needed something, they would call her. So she assumed it was so for every guest.
“I am sorry,” she apologized, but the man was not in any position to forgive her; the orders came from above.
“Just leave; no one can give you back your job," he said as he walked away, leaving Alexa in a devastating state.
Tears rolled down her cheeks; she couldn't even manage a job as a waitress. Then what type of job will she handle?
A lady walked towards her. “Don’t cry; our superior could have given you a second chance if he had a choice, but the order came from the chairman,” she said, and Alexa wiped her tears.
“Then I will apologize to the chairman,” she said desperately.
“I will advise you against that; that man is..." She came closer before whispering to Alexa. “A devil in human form,” she added.
“Where is he?”
The lady sighed, seeing that Alexa still wanted to apologize to the chairman. “He went back to his room in the presidential suite; that's the first floor."
“Thanks” Alexa hurried out of the restaurant and took the elevator to the first floor. She had to beg the chairman to give her one more chance.
Alexa was very nervous as the elevator went up, then it stopped, and she stood there alone in the lonely corridor that had just one door in the center.
With heavy steps, she stood in front of the door and rang the doorbell. “Please let him spare me.”
Then she remembered the lady’s statement advising her not to do that, and she had called this man a devil in human form. Was he ugly? A troll, perhaps, and did he have a horn? These were the thoughts running through Alexa’s mind.
Then the door automatically opened, and a man sat in the wheelchair dressed in nightwear. Alexa had closed her eyes, anticipating how the man looked.
Hance frowned at the lady who stood in front of his door. He had thought it was his driver, Caleb, who was supposed to get him some documents; if he knew it was a woman, then he wouldn't have opened it.
Then she opened her eyes and found those sharp gazes staring at her "You." She recognized the man immediately; how could she forget this man who had made her almost lose her life with just a glare?
Hance remembered Alexa as the lady with drama surrounding her: “Are you stalking me?”
“Who are you working for?” Hance became alert; why would he see her more than twice a week? This only meant the lady was either following her or it was destiny, but Hance had a funny way of thinking.
“You…are the chairman?"
Alexa thought, “That woman was wrong when she called this man a devil in human form; of course, he was the devil, but in human form? There was not a drop of humanity in him.
“Get out,” Hance scolded, and Alexa saw this as a deja vu; this was the same tone he had used to chase her out of the moving elevator.
“Please don't fire me,” she said, folding her arms and pleading. After all, that was why she came here.
His mind drifted to a moment back at the restaurant. He had sat there for more than thirty minutes, but no one came to get his order. This made him so angry that he immediately called Caleb to get the entire team in charge of the restaurant fired, but Caleb had pleaded with him to fire only the person in charge of taking orders.
“You are so stupid and pathetic; how dare you come to this floor?” He asked furiously, and tears rolled down her cheeks.