Chapter 3

Georgina's POV

I can remember once she used a hot iron on my foot, because I failed to wash her clothes and iron before she came back from work. The misery was so much that I found myself escaping in the middle of the night, so I sneaked out of the house. Then I was eight years old.

After running away from home, I had nowhere to go and no one to stay with. I ended up living in the streets with other kids who had no one or who had run away from home like me, some were sent away. I would go out in the day doing cleaning jobs for people at homes, weeding their gardens for a little pay or food to satisfy my hunger.

That's how I survived till the government drove us out of the street into orphanages. Being that I never wanted to live in the orphanage and be adopted by any stranger, I escaped. I wanted to stay on my own. This' how I ran away to the Lisiac beach, a lonely beach with an abandoned beach house on the coast of Prymoth.

I would cover myself with a blanket every night, and in the day I'd continue with my manual jobs. The pay wasn't really much but it aided me in my survival battle. I got secondhand worn-out clothes for myself with the little money I made.

One afternoon, a certain woman visited the beach with her kids. We found each other, at first she thought I came for an alone time and medication like her but afterwards, through our conversation she realized I was homeless. She offered me a job as a domestic maid in her house, she promised that the pay would be eighty pounds per week, I'd get free food and accommodation. I immediately jumped at the idea, I was the luckiest girl on earth.

My first two months working with her was as promised, very smooth and I felt so glad. Things began to take a different turn from the third. Every little mistake on my part would cause her to deduct my wages, starve me and some nights I'd have to stay outside all night, exposed to the freezing cold and all dangers of the night. I bore it all for years before I finally got determined to pack and leave her apartment and my work. I'd served her for over eight years. Then I got employed here as an assistant. It happened that I was walking on the street a certain day when I saw the vacancy notice. I applied, luckily I was accepted. The manager at that time, that's three years ago, was so kind and compassionate, when he realized my condition, he employed me without need for an interview.

I promised myself that when I get a job and stand out as an independent woman, I'd be focused and dedicated. I made this determination because of the sufferings I passed through in my childhood and teenage years. I had kept to this promise until now when my wall starts crumbling down, I weep uncontrollably as I have no other job now. My mind flashes back to Alpha Christian. I wish I could see him now. I would pressure him to salvage the situation since he's the one that distracted me with his conversation, preventing me from remembering that I even had such tasks and hence finishing them on time.

After leaving my work as an assistant, I returned to idle in my rented apartment. I have a few months left to renew my rent, but there's no hope of money to do that, I'd just be thrown out if I can't pay on time.

I sigh in great frustration with tears dropping from my eyes as I try to play a video game on my phone to wile away time. Just then a call from an unknown number flashes on my screen pausing the game automatically. I grunt in anger, Who's this that is calling me when I'm about to play the most important part of my game? I stamp my feet on the floor in anger. I don't usually pick up calls with numbers unsaved in my lists but in this case, my spirit tells me to answer.

I click the accept button and take it to my ear, "Hello, who's calling?"

"Hi Georgina!" The husky voice says on the other side. It sounds familiar but I don't remember where I heard it.

"Please who are you?" I need to know who I'm talking with and confirm. Recently there are a lot of cases on the internet, featuring scammers who take advantage of unsuspecting individuals to get vital information about their life, most especially their bank details with the aid of great fabricated stories with justifiable nature, and at the end, they get to defraud their victims of money and other valuable assets. I don't have any they would take from me right now, so I have nothing much to fear.

The caller keeps quiet but for a while before his voice comes up again. "I'm Alpha Christian, I just decided to reconnect with you!" My heart skips, I almost drop my phone on the floor as I hear this. What a fuck! He's calling me again after about three months. What does he want? I'm utterly puzzled with this call, I'm nothing but just an ordinary girl no one even notices only me, how is it that a famous Alpha like this gets to call me back. Now I'm torn between excitement for him remembering me and anger for being the cause of losing my job.

"Why're you calling, Your Highness?" I am so eager to get a response to this. It's just so puzzling especially as Alpha Christian is married but without a kid. He got married to his wife who is now the lady of Asark about three years ago. I get mixed feelings upon Christian's call because of his super flirtatious lifestyle where he can't be steady with one woman in his life but moves from one girl to another.