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***Lucia Monica Fabien***

For my part, while making sure not to do anything stupid that could cost me my freedom, I tried somehow to please myself in my new life. At first, I was a little stagnant. But little by little I reintegrated into my community. Well, people late at night who rob you a little less.

This morning, it's all humming as I get ready for work.

-All smiles, I know what it takes to fool this town. I'll do it 'til the sun goes down and all through the night time. Oh yeah ! Oh yeah, I'll tell you what you wanna hear. Leave my sunglasses on while I shed a tear. It's never the right time. Yeah yeah !

“All smiles, I know what it takes to fool this town. I will do it until the sun goes down and all night long. Oh yeah ! Oh yeah, I'll tell you what you want to hear. Leave my sunglasses on while I shed a tear. It's never the right time. Yeah yeah !"

I sing loudly. I love to sing in the shower. This is why I bring my phone when I go swimming. In prison, it was a nightmare. And now that I'm out, I'm going back to my old habits.

-I'm unstoppable. I'm a Porsche with no brakes. I'm invincible. Yeah, I win every single game. I'm so powerful. I don't need batteries to play. I'm so confident. Yeah, I'm unstoppable today.

“I am unstoppable. I am a Porsche without brakes. I'm invincible. Yeah, I win every game. I am so powerful. I don't need batteries to play. I am so confident. Yeah, I'm unstoppable today.”

I leave the shower singing to get dressed. Dressed in a little dress with a flared white and red flower, ballet flats at my feet, I'm ready to start the working day. Not having a car, I have to take the bus every morning. But that didn't bother me that much. It's true that I had to leave quite early in order to be on time. However it passes. It's not like I haven't had to do this before. I've never been a stuck up, haughty or snobbish girl.

Once at the hotel, I was going to swap my little dress for my work uniform. When I was done changing, I noticed that I was barely in time. So I should hurry to start. I ran from the locker room to the elevator. I was so rushed, I didn't pay attention to the passage at the point where I lightly bumped into a man. It wasn't much, I told myself, because I had barely touched it. It wasn't violent enough to bother a normal person. Except this man was pretty far from normal.

So rushed that I didn't stop to apologize to the gentleman in question. Second mistake on my part. I was going to figure it out pretty quickly. I rushed into the elevator at full speed. Lack of luck, the man in question was also going to the elevator. Once inside, he looked me up and down before frowning like I was just a tiny thing. Did I at least know who I had just bumped into? Surely not ? Otherwise, I would have been shaking in place as my body touched my victim's. This man is a despot. And no, the word is not excessive. But that I didn't know. Otherwise, right now I'll be wasting his words with my apologies. Instead, I was more focused on looking at what level the elevator was on. Impatience could be read on my beautiful face even from afar. The regret when to him was absent. Another mistake on my part.

At the moment of leaving there the man holds me by the hand. He pulled me violently to him.

- When do you expect to apologize, miss?

-Excuse me why sir, I answered on the qui vive? What have I done to you?

***Mathis Johnson***

No, it's a joke! She dares to ask me why? I don't know if this woman is cheeky or just stupid. One thing is for sure, it's one or the other. It can only be that. Didn't she know who was in front of her?

In other circumstances I would have gotten mad at the person who dared to stand up to me like she did. However, at this precise moment, I am more amused by the situation than anything else. I was already imagining how I was going to make him pay for this affront.

"You're going to let me go sir," she said coldly. Where do you know me from to hold me like this? I didn't do anything to you, she screams.

She took the opportunity to free her hand. Which seriously shocked me. So there, audacity, she has it. It's clear that this woman is an idiot. To dare to look me straight in the eye after what she did to me is the worst stupidity. And on top of that she does not hesitate to use force to escape. Well say so! She doesn't know how evil I can be when I get down to it. When I get angry, I fight back. And I severely punish the person. And that, she will understand immediately.

-I think there is someone playing with his position here, I said cynically.

-You are ready to go that far! exclaimed the young woman. Surely you must have a big ego and no heart to do such a thing. I barely brushed past you. Would that be enough to cost me my job?

- Well you finally admit it... You cannot know how much my little lady. And since you refuse to apologize, I won't mind crushing you like a cockroach. And I can do even worse if you continue to persist.

-You know what ? Screw you. I won't. If before I was sorry to have pushed you, let me tell you that now I am not. And if for that I have to lose my job, so be it. I'm not going to lower myself in order to bring your poor, non-existent ego back to life. So I hope you get off on crushing me... sir. Anything, she articulates lower when leaving, leaving me speechless.

- Well, we can at least say that she has character by default to possess a brain.

I couldn't believe the degree of insolence in this insignificant-looking woman. Dare to answer me, tact for tact. Me, Mathis JOHNSON. It takes guts to do that. And not just a little. It's wonderful. However, she will still have to pay this affront. Very expensive.

Arrived in my room, I ordered my assistant to find me information on the girl in question. I had to find his weakness to better reach him. The only thing I knew was that she was a maid at the hotel. I needed his name in order to carry out my plan. I have every intention of ruining his life. She doesn't yet know what trap she's gotten herself into.

Very quickly, Andrews complied. As soon as he came back and sent me the information, I again ordered him to call customer service to request that this woman be assigned to my suite. This is where my revenge begins. For a VIP client of my caliber who occupies the presidential suite, it's the least we can do for me. Either way, the customer is king.

***Lucia Monica Fabien***

That fool had wasted my time enough. And because of him, I had to start later than planned. Which meant less time to do my job. Worse still, I had been assigned the presidential suite.

Poor me, I didn't know what was waiting for me... everything that was conspiring against me. I had simply been told that there had been a change in the rooms I had been assigned at the start of the day. I probably didn't expect to meet this arrogant guy I met earlier in the elevator.

-Oh no ! It's not true, I get angry as soon as my eyes catch those of the man in question. So this is from you I guess? But, you're... you've really disturbed my word. Do you really want to lower yourself to this? A great man like you? It is the height.

- That must be it, yes.

I had a hard time containing my anger. I wanted to hit his head against a wall to take that smugness away from him. But I still had to do my job and not make waves. That was without counting on this stranger who was only distracting me with his unimportant speech since I walked through the door.

- But you are going to be silent yes, I shout.

***External Narrator***

Well say so, this woman never ceased to amaze him. She still had, in full knowledge of their position at each of them, the guts to yell at him. Maybe it's one like that he needs for the contract, he began to think. She is beautiful. She has a bold personality. And doesn't seem to be focused on the social status of others. What is missing can very well be worked on. She is the ideal candidate. This crazy thought tormented her mind the whole time the young woman was cleaning the room. The more he looked at her, the more the thought came to life in him. Then, in an Olympian calm, he stared at the young girl and made her the most incomprehensible of proposals.

-Marry me.

- Marry you! Me ? Have you gone mad, sir? Where do I know you from to marry you?