03 2ND MEETING

ATHENA

It's been a week since I left Anderson Corporation. A week since I started searching for a new job, and a week passed when I met Devil Anderson.

Today is my first day in my new job as a waitress in a cafe. I'm so thankful they hired me because the little money I saved is now gone. I need a new job badly.

I still remember what happened after I drenched him with water. I quickly bolted out of the door when I saw the furious look of Mr. Devil Anderson. I ran to the elevator, and I was so thankful that it opened as soon as I was in front of it. I think my guardian angel is watching me at that time.

I don't even say goodbye to my supervisor, afraid that the devil will catch me and do something the devil, like him, will do to his prey.

I was drenched with sweat with swelling feet when I arrived home. After all, I ran all the way wearing high heels. I wondered how I did it. Maybe because of adrenaline, but I'm thankful I arrived home unharmed except with my swollen feet and aching body.

I don't know what I did to that devil. Why does he treat me that way? I'm sure we didn't meet before because if we did, I wouldn't forget it. That devil is not easy to forget, with that face and build. I'm sure no one will forget him, but sadly, despite how handsome he is outside, the inside is a devil hiding who is ready to devour his prey.

I wore my uniform and tied my apron around my waist before leaving my locker.

"Come here, Athena." Our supervisor called out, and I quickly went to her. "Since this is your first day, I will give you six tables for now. You assist in tables five to eleven. You are the one who will take the order of the customers sitting at that table, as well as you will clean that area.

"Okay, Ma'am."

"Your shift is eight hours, but if someone suddenly is absent, you might fill on their shift."

"I'm okay if I have a double shift Ma'am, as well as overtime. I badly need money right now." She chuckled.

"Don't worry. When you are used to your job here, I'll give you Overtime."

"Thank you, Ma'am."

"Okay, you have the things you need? A pen and a notebook provided to you to take the order?"

"Yes, Ma'am."

"Okay, go. You already have a customer." I smiled and attended to my first customer.

***

It's been a week that I've been working in this cafe, and later I will receive my first salary. I'm so happy because the restaurant also paid high, even though it wasn't as high as Anderson, but it's still enough for our needs.

I badly need this job because I don't have any savings left. I cheerfully serve my customers, excited to receive my first payment later. The table I serve has increased to ten now, but I don't mind it as long as I have a payment at the end of the week.

It was five in the afternoon, one hour before my shift ended when the bell at the door sounded indicating a new customer had arrived. I continue what I am doing, wiping the table with a smile on my lips, and only look up when the chair not far away from me sounds. Someone sits at my assigned table, and my smile widens.

I always prayed that customers chose my assigned table because sometimes they give me a tip, and it's an extra income for me.

The smile on my lips instantly vanished and was replaced by fear when I recognized who he was. Beside him sat the two men with him before, and I saw his two bodyguards outside. I wanted to run and hide, but he chose my assigned table to sit at, and If Ididn'tt entertains them, I might lose this job.

Hesitantly I approach them. "Good afternoon, sir. May I have your order?" I asked, looking at the men with him, making sure to avoid his eyes that were digging a hole in my face.

"We meet again." He said.

"Sorry, sir, but have we met before?" I mentally smack my head for blurting those words, but I'm hoping he will let it pass when I pretend I don't remember what happened two weeks ago. He will do too, but all those hopes vanished when he slammed his fist on the table, catching the attention of all people inside the restaurant as well as my supervisor, who quickly went to us.

"Dear God, don't tell me I lost my job again. Is this guy planning to make my life a living hell? What did I do to him for treating me this way? Why does he want me to suffer? Is he having fun seeing me suffer? I'm sure he is. If I lost my job here now, you devil, I will give you a black eye.

"Mr. Anderson?" My supervisor was surprised to see the well-known businessman in the cafe. "Sir, it's an honor having you here."

"Yes, you should be, but I'm disappointed with the poor service. Your waitress doesn't know how to do her job properly." He complains.

"Athena, what did you do? Don't you know this man?" Our supervisor asked.

"No, and I don't plan to know him," I replied. I know I will lose my job now, but I don't want this devil to have fun of my misery.

"You!! He pointed his finger at me.

"Athena, you are so rude. Don't you know that Mr. Anderson can close this cafe with just a flick of his finger if he wanted to?" My supervisor scolded me, and the devil raised his chin, proud of himself.

"As I said before, I don't know him, and I don't plan on knowing what he can do and can't. There's nothing to be proud of by bullying those who are below you. That kind of people should be buried in hell. I am right, Mr. Anderson? Since it seems you are so clever and all you might know what to do to those devils like you." I said, glaring at him.

"Athena, you are fired. Take your payment pack, your things, and leave ." My supervisor angrily said. The devil smirked at me with a mocking look on his face.

"I already know," I replied, fist balled beside me. I know the second this devil stepped inside the door." I moved closer and punched him in his eyes, catching him off guard. The two men with him gasped, surprised when he fell to the floor together with his chair.

"Mess with me again, and I'll make sure I'll give you a double black eye," I said and went to my locker. I took my payment and walked past the devil, but he held my wrist, but I kicked his leg.

"Stay away from me!!!! I screamed and ran out of the restaurant crying.