I wore makeup and the black wig that I always wore to work.
"Charles, are you there??" I yelled out loud.
"It's Claude, Miss McKenna-...who are you? " He paused and stared at me.
"*sigh* You are the second one to have said that, it works then. If I can fool a General like you then it's foolproof. As long as my rachet pheromones don't leak out." I shrugged.
"..No wonder I couldn't find you that time at the hotel.." He said and I smirked.
I grabbed all the stuff I needed and walked out to the Elevator. As his job was, he dropped me off at my workplace but instead of leaving, he followed me in and sat down in one corner while he guarded me from afar.
I greeted Mrs. Milford and went to the dressing room to change.
I went to my usual post inside the restaurant.
" Those fucking bastards really want a piece of me.." I heard Mrs. Milford curse. I walked near her and handed her a cup of tea.
"It can relieve nerves." I gave her a small smile.
"Oh Thank you, Valerie *sigh* sorry it's just there's just been a little bit of a personal issue." She patted my head. She's the only one I will allow to pat my head, she's like a grandmother to me.
"I hope it's nothing big," I said.
"Well if it does become big then, I will just show them that I am not someone to be underestimated." She smirked, Mrs. Milford is an Alpha Superior and her husband is currently in another country.
"Of course, I will just go back to work." I said and excused myself. I wiped the floors that were dirty in the area I was stationed at. It was unusually dirty today, what a pain..
*Step Step Step*
I looked back at the wet floor that was now been stepped on and dirtied.
'It's fine, I'll just wipe it again later.'
After a while, I went back to clean that area and even put up a wet floor sign. Not even five minutes passed and it was dirtied once more by a clumsy co-waiter who spilled soup.
'..it's ok, I'll wipe it again. No big deal.' I thought.
In the meantime, I served the other guests and wiped the tables. After three hours I went back and wiped the floor.
*sigh* Finally it's clean..
"Valerie, that table over there needs you." Gianna, another waitress said.
I nodded my head and went to attend to them. I got what they wanted and when I came back, this time there was rice all over the floor that I just cleaned.
'..It's FINE. I'll just CLEAN IT UP.'
"Miss McKenna." I heard Sir Claude say from behind me.
"Yes?" I asked.
"I will need to leave, please call me if anything happens. I already added my number to your phone." It seemed urgent so I nodded and he left. I wonder if he knows we aren't allowed to have our phones while working. We used to be allowed to but a freaking idiotic co-worker fucked up on the job so all of us had to face the consequences.
Time passed and it was two hours away from clocking out. There were no more guests nor customers coming in since we closed early.
Mrs. Milford said that it was best to for today so we just had to clean up. She wanted me to leave early but I told her that it was alright. I was assigned to clean another station since she had to leave early for emergency reasons.
I wiped the tables first then the seats. Afterward, I could finally clean the floors, when I saw the sparkly clean floors, I was at last satisfied.
*sigh* Squeaky Clean.
I grabbed the mop and bucket and went to hide them away. I could hear panicked voices and a rush of footsteps running in the building. There were a group of men dressed in black that was strapped in guns.
They invaded the Restaurant and stormed in, I stood and watch them step on the floor that I worked hard to clean over and over and over and over today.
"Oh Hildegard, you should come out now~" One of them called out for Mrs. Milford.
"Or else, we will kill each and every one of your employees..so choose wisely." He smirked and walked out. Then they began to tarnish my station..
MY STATION
*SNAP*
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I calmly swept the broken glass and grabbed the mop. In a few minutes, everything was back to normal.
'*sigh* Finally, Squeaky Clean' I dusted my hands.
"You almost stepped on the wet floor you fucking moron!" One of the rats pulled his companion.
Mrs. Milford had the guy who walked out earlier by the hair but then they stopped and stare at us confused. She had many people behind her as well, they too were dressed in black but much classier and scarier in a way.
"..W-what happened?" Mrs. Milford asked.
"DON'T STEP ON THE WET FLOOR!" The Rats yelled in a panic. I tipped my head to the side and placed my index finger in front of my mouth.
"Quiet, Ok? " And they nodded their heads.
The guy who Mrs. Milford had by the neck gazed over the area and his eyes widen at the stack of guns I placed and organized in the side.
"H-How???" He croaked.
"You should have seen it..it was..a lot.." One of my coworkers said and hid away his side of plates.
"Yeah, you all should just listen to them and whatever you do, don't step on the wet floor. Piece of advice." Gianna said, she waved at me and walked away.
"Mrs. Milford, I'm glad everything has been settled. I'm sorry, there were about fifteen broken vases and eight broken chairs. I have calculated the cost so if you will ask them for compensation, I have already prepared it." I smiled at her. She looked at me amused and laughed.
"I always knew you were amazing~ You see her boys, she might be working for me as a waitress but I treat her as a granddaughter so remember that you lot."
"Y-you guys w-were afraid of a puny omega waitress??! How useless are all of you?!" The other guy yelled in frustration. He managed to get out of Mrs. Milford's grip and took out a gun. He dragged me to the middle of the floor.
"HAHAHAHA This?? This bitch??? You are all scared of an omega? "Don't step on the wet floor" So what?? Do you see this?? I'm stepping on it. What can she do? Nothing." He laughed maniacally while pointing the gun at Mrs. Milford and his hand on my neck
The men behind Mrs. Milford raised their guns but she stopped them.
I glared at the idiotic man that just stepped on my hard work. That would be the twenty-fifth time today..
"Twenty-five times.."
"What bitch?? I can't hear youuu"
(A/n: OHHH Who lives in a pineapple under the sea~?)
"Twenty-five times.. I had to clean that area twenty-five times today and you just stepped on it. Heh..gutsy rat."
He pointed the gun at my head but I had my pen and tased him on the side. I had it modified and increased its watts by ten.
Now I was standing over him, I grabbed him by the collar and started dragging him around.
" I see that you wanted to be my mop, then you will be my mop." I grabbed his head and shoved it on the dirty water and wiped it on the floor. repeatedly for a couple of minutes over and over again.
I crouched on the floor and smiled at him, " Clean this up, Ok? And if it doesn't meet my standards, then you can only imagine right?" I stared into his eyes and he nodded.
"Good Rat."
He grabbed the mop and started mopping the floor.
"I'm sorry about that Mrs. Milford."
"Nope nope, that was perfectly fine~"
"Damn, is she really an omega?" One of her men stated.
"Yeah, I am." Then my watch rang.
"Ah, it's time for me to clock out. Hey rat, you better clean that up properly or else I will gouge your fucking eyes out and make you eat 'em. "
"Y-Yes Ma'am"
Mrs. Milford hugged and thanked me, I walked away but as I do another person walks in.
"Ah, Vincenzo, you are finally here. Wait, Valerie, I want to introduce my grandson to you." Mrs. Milford said.
Her what?
To be Continued . . .