Chapter One

Amelia's POV

All I wanted was slipping away from me. I wanted to get up so early, but I realized I hit the snooze button a lot of times. I jumped out of the bed and ran off to the bathroom to get ready for work. I barely did my routine like I usually did when I got up early. 

It was a crazy speed. I was badly late, but if I waited any longer, things were going to go south. 

I knew it was going to come out messy. I just had to do my best. In a minute, I was done with the bathroom and I trusted my clothes.  I randomly picked them from my wardrobe, I knew how horrible I would feel when I realized I dressed horribly. 

Living alone ate me up. I struggled with my past and the fact that I had to move on from it. I was thrown out of my home when I was nineteen. I would consider myself strong to have handled the trauma that came with it. 

It has been four years since then. I wish it didn't happen that way, but since it did, I always found a way to grave myself with the beauty within myself. I didn't have a choice. 

I brushed my vermilion-red wavy hair gently. I knew that if I failed in the dressing, then the hair was going to get all the praise. I cherished my hair a lot, so I took some time to style it properly. I preferred a ponytail most time and with any random style at the front. Today, I did nothing at all, just the signature ponytail. 

I used my vanilla perfume for finishing and I ran out for work. 

Honestly, I was prepared for the worst. 

I'm Amelia Goose, and there's one thing I was very good at doing; managing the situation. The problem was that most times, the situation was not always in my favor. 

In this case, being an outcast made me do things that I never would have thought about doing. I didn't have a choice, it was the only thing on my palms for survival.  

I had to do a lot of minimal jobs in scrubs and at different places too in the Tribe. I had to survive—It was the theme of my life. I was already thinking hard about what was going to happen when I finally reached my workplace.

I was reprimanded and some of my coworkers got to know about the whole issue.  It made everything more embarrassing because it was way too much. He scolded me as I stole, but I arrived at the workplace late. 

"You just don't want to listen and you keep repeating the same mistake all the time!" He said rudely while raising the tone of his voice. 

I was tempted to say something, but he didn't give me the chance to. 

I knew it was going to be very bad because of the last experience I had last week. The Assistant tried to flirt with me and I flared up. I guess he was giving me sweet revenge. 

That was the disadvantage of having a beautiful body build. I always got attention from different men. It was cute sometimes and other times, I felt disgusted.  They always wanted to make efforts that were not needed or efforts that would lead me to their bed. I managed to escape the scene of scolding, and I also had to do extra shifts. 

"I'm so ti… " I stopped after I caught a good glimpse of my boss walking towards my work area. I was scared he was going to be scolded because of what I was doing. 

"You have to stay behind and finish the rest of the work. I gave everyone else a closing time." 

He was rude and he sounded serious. I could not say anything, I just nodded. 

With time, everyone that was there left. It was just me and myself. I had to finish up with the files and return them to the storeroom. 

The store room was upstairs and it was always a lonely area. I was not afraid, but I was willing to do what I had to do after I didn't show up at work today. 

The store was enclosed and it was not as loud as other rooms there. This was because it was filled with a lot of file racks and drawers. 

Anyways, I dropped the files and I dusted myself to leave. When I turned to leave, my heart fell into my stomach. 

"S-Sir…" I stammered, taking deep breaths. 

I have never seen him look like that. His eyes gave a narrow look and it drove from my toes to my head. I was swimming in my fear already. 

"You look really tired," he muttered and the door was shut. 

He moved closer to me and I could not even move. I was shocked. 

"I have finished the job. I also have done all you asked me to do and I came to keep the files here," I said. 

I wanted to stabilize the whole situation, but it was not working. He moved closer to me and he pulled me by my clothes.  I gasped some air into my mouth in shock. 

"I'm sorry, Sir," I innocently said.  

He looked like he was starving and he just wanted to satisfy himself with me. I tried my best. 

"You are very beautiful, and you know this better than anyone else," He said softly.

"Wow. I thought it was just going to get better after I stayed put to finish your desirable punishment," I said boldly. 

"You can't get what you want!" I added with a raised tone of voice. 

He immediately pulled me back, and he clenched my hands to his hands on the wall. This left me helpless.  

I immediately used my leg to let go of him. I ran quickly to the door and I was just lucky it opened.