Fated To Hate You

HAZEL'S POV

"A Waiter? Are you sure of the payment?" My voice was laced with sadness but I was helpless.

As an educated young girl, the last thing I ever wanted to do was work in a club where different kinds of people would come and look down on any worker as if they were nobodies. I wanted to work in companies, buy a house, and a car and... treat my mother who had been lying in a hospital for the past 10 years.

I let out a deep breath as I stood up, turning to look at my friend who had a pitiful look on her pretty face. "Are you sure?" The question came out of my mouth the second time as I needed to be sure.

I needed money but that refused to make me a fool~

"Of course, Hazel. You need to see how the workers are glowing. Apart from the money you would be paid after daily work, the tips from nice customers are mouth-watering too. I'm sure you will be pleasantly surprised by the time you return home tonight, Hazel." Mr. Martin's enthusiastic voice kept egging me on. Giving me no chance to rethink my choice.

It wasn't like I had any choice to begin with anyway.

"Okay. I will see you there tonight, Mr Martins. Also, thanks for your help." I replied before ending the call.

"Are you really going to work in a club?" Immediately after the call, my best friend's worried voice resounded in my ears and I sighed.

I moved closer to her and sat beside her. "Joyce, You need to understand my situation. I know you and your brother have been trying your best for me but I need to work too. Remember the call I received from the hospital yesterday?" A low sigh escaped my lips as I lowered my eyes, trying to prevent the huge emotions that were threatening to break me down. "My mother's yearly surgery is in two months and due to the inflation in the country, the doctor in charge doubled the price, Making the already huge bill even bigger."

Her eyes widened for a few seconds before she moved her hand swiftly, holding my hands instead. "I understand, Hazel. We will work this out somehow. Your mum will be treated and she will be fine." She assured me.

I knew it was a lie though. It was obvious that she might never be fine again and my mother might never open her mouth to talk to me ever again. She had long given up on life and the only reason I kept treating her was because I wanted to make it in life, I wanted to get married, have a family of my own, and buy a house and many cars before I would finally bide her farewell so she would be able to rest well in heaven.

I checked my time only to realize it was just an hour before the time Mr Martins asked me to meet up with him. I quickly hugged Joyce and smiled at her "Thanks, Joyce. See you tomorrow." With that, I stood up and left.

The club wasn't very far away from my place so it only took me around half an hour to get there. The club was inside a very big hotel, probably the biggest hotel I had ever seen.

Raising my head, I saw the name of the grand hotel and my eyes widened *WAT $ GOLD*

It was the hotel of the most handsome man in the country, the youngest and the richest CEO in the whole of Devon... He was also the very first man I ever fantasized about.

He attended the same university as me, however, we only met once as he was a senior and a very cold one at that but that never stopped me from watching his videos and pictures online.

I walked into the hotel with a big smile on my face, contrary to the turmoil I felt a few seconds ago. It was like the mere thought of entering a place that belonged to my crush was enough to ease my mind.

Well... That was a little childish but it was fun too~

I was just about to take a step inside when a lady walked up to me and bowed a little "Are you Miss Hazel Milla?"

I nodded my head with a raised brow. "Good, Come with me. Mr. Martins has been waiting for you."

The lady led me to the other end of the hotel, entering from a smaller entrance that led directly to a small office. There, I saw Mr. Martins waiting for me impatiently and the moment I entered, his eyes lit up.

He stood up and rushed to me, holding my hand. "Hazel! Why are you so late? I've been waiting forever!" His voice kept cracking as he talked to me... He was sweating too, which was strange as the room was very cold due to the AC.

I removed my hand from his and took a few steps back. "What is it, Mr. Martins? It's not 8 pm yet..." I mumbled, still looking at his slightly trembling hands.

Mr. Martin's eyes twitched, his eyes wandered from my face to his hands and he frowned when he realized the mess he was in. Not wasting time, he laughed awkwardly and returned to his seat. "There is a VIP guest today that needs the service of a... a... good waiter. Quickly change your dress and get to work. Ana will direct you accordingly."

I opened my mouth to ask several questions but the lady behind me who was named Ana already held my hand, ready to leave. She was as anxious as Mr. Martins and her eyes were restless. She led me to another room where she got me a uniform and without even waiting for me to check myself out, she gave me a wine and a cup...

"Go to room 808." She gave her first order and I frowned.

HAZEL'S POV

My gut was screaming at me to turn back and run away, I felt like there was danger lurking in the club but somehow, I was hooked. The payment was too much to be overlooked and when I thought about my mother, the idea of leaving just because of my instinct sounded too absurd even to my ears.

"Okay." I finally nodded and decided against asking any question that would only end up with no answer.

"Wait, Hazel!" She suddenly called and I frowned. I turned around to face her with questioning look on my face.

"What's it?"

She walked over to a table, grabbed a drink and returned to me "You should drink this to calm down first. We've rushed you too hard." She calmly said as she handed me the cup.

I stared at the drink for a while, feeling the coldness of it against my hand and a small smile appeared on my face... That was exactly what I needed.

I downed the drink in one go and bowed slightly "Thanks, Ana." That being said, I turned around and left.

I had just walked a few steps away from the room when I started feeling dizzy. I felt hot from within and my body seemed to be reacting strange. I had no idea what was wrong with me but I kept walking anyway.

Soon, I got to room 808 but stopped before entering the room. I was called to work in a club, not a room, right? But it was too late, I should have asked earlier and there was no going back anymore. It wasn't like anyone would hurt me, right?

I knocked on the door but there was no reply. I knocked the second time only to meet the same result and I frowned. I waited by the door for a while, removing my uniform's first button as the heat was getting to me... My body was getting hotter by the second, my throat was dry too but no one came to open the door and just when I was about to turn around, something fell from my uniform, startling me.

Lowering my eyes, I looked at the golden card lying on the ground and bent to pick it up. There was the number "808" on it, meaning it was meant for the room. Without wasting time, I placed the card on the door and opened it.

Entering the room, I was surprised to see that there was no one in the room. It was empty and... dark too. No one would stay in the dark, right?

"Hello?" I called gently. Maybe the person was in the bathroom? I had no idea though.

"Who are you?" A deep hoarse voice came from the darkness and I flinched.

I took a few steps back until my back touched the door, only then did I calm down a little and cleared my throat. "I'm... I'm a Waiter. I'm here to serve you wine..." I stuttered, hoping the man would turn on the light so I would see him... I was feeling hotter...

"Wait... Waiter? Turn on the light." He ordered, causing me to frown.

How could my first customer be this kind of person? How could he expect me to know where the light was?

I kept the wine under my arms and started touching the wall with my free hand. I searched for a while but my hand finally caught something and I switched it on, only to see a...

"Watson?" I called with shock and surprise written clearly on my face.

"Help me..." He said softly as he moved closer to me, standing in front of me before grabbing my waist. His blue eyes filled with desire as his hand found its way to my waist and he pulled me close.

I had no idea why but I couldn't even bring myself to push him away and before I knew it, I initiated a kiss and the rest became a blur ~

WATSON'S POV

A call from my mother was all the day needed to turn my indifference into anger. I was in my office, trying to tend to the piled-up files on my table when I received a call from my mother and I frowned.

"What's it, Mum? I'm sure this call isn't to check up on me, is it?" I asked with frustration written all over my face.

Well... My mother had her time, if she call me in the morning or at night, it was certainly because she wanted to check up on me but if she call in the afternoon... It was only to frustrate my life with a ridiculous request...

My work was hard enough, why did she have to pressure me all the time?

"Of course. Why do I need to check up on a brat like you?" She replied and probably scoffed (As that was her usual reaction.) "I'm calling to remind you of the date this afternoon. I've arranged a date with the Minister's daughter who just arrived in the country last week. I heard the Lady is so pretty and she is a Model just like you. Isn't Mum wonderful?"

I rolled my eyes and sighed. "You know you ain't doing me any favour, Mum. I don't want any woman in my life right now, I'm just 24 and I still have a lot of time to choose a woman. You can't just keep forcing me to go on dates, you know?" My voice was laced with annoyance as I tried to convince my mother.

She was stubborn and she liked getting her way no matter how hard I protested. But being her only son, I never stopped exploiting her love for me to make her bend her will at times and I hoped it would work again this time around.

"You're an Alpha, Watson. A whole Alpha of the DARK GRYPHON'S PACK. You are not just a man but a father to thousands of humans and wolves who are all looking up to you to give them a mother. You need a Luna in your Pack and as your mother, it's my right to help you find a woman!" She scolded, armouring her military tone to intimidate me.

WATSON'S POV

I rolled my eyes and scoffed "I know and it's not like I don't want to get married, It's just that I'm yet to find a woman I want to be with." I replied, lowering my eyes to look at my fingers.

"Wait, Don't tell me you are still thinking about that girl? Do you even remember what she looks like? It's been years, Watson! The girl must have gotten married by now or who knows if she even escaped back then? Maybe she's dead by now!"

I slammed my hand on the table and stood up. My eyes glowed fiercely and my teeth were slowly growing into a fang "Stop! Just... Stop!" Talking was difficult as my fang kept grazing my lower lip but I had to stop my mother at all cost. Without waiting for her to say another word, I ended the call and threw the phone away.

I started pacing around in my office, I was restless and I was bothered. It had been 15 years already and we were very young back then. The little girl who risked her life to save me back then... She would survive that fire, she would escape and she would surely be fine.

I've been searching for her for the past five years but all the report I got was that she was dead even though I was certain she wouldn't because the girl I knew was smart, she was strong and she would never give up on life.

She even promised to look for me when she grew up and I knew she would come one day ~

But why? Why won't anyone believe me? Why did they keep clamouring about her death? Even my mother wished for her to die when she knew how much her son's life depended on the girl...

I was devastated yet again and my mood was completely soured. The thought of losing her alone was enough to drive me mad and well... That was how I ended up in this hotel's VIP club room.

It was one of my hotels and it was big enough for my business friends and me to have some fun for a few hours Maybe that would help me calm down. I was still drinking and thinking when I suddenly felt hot.

It was uncomfortable at first but soon, I felt my body craving for something... Something more than just drink. I grabbed one of the Waiters attending to us in the room and pulled her on my lap. "Can you satisfy me?" The question came out of my mouth before I could even think about anything else.

The lady chuckled, she wrapped her arms around my neck and brought her lips closer to mine. She was about to kiss me when I placed a finger on her lips and pushed her back. "Don't you dare!" I warned before pushing her away from my lap.

I shook my head, trying to control myself as I stood up from my seat. I had no idea what was happening to me but I knew I had to leave that place before I lost complete control over my body.

"I need to rest for a while. I will be back later." I told the men around me who somehow looked no better than I was. They seemed drunk too and were already misbehaving with the Waiters in the room.

I was about to leave the room when one of the waiters rushed over to me and hugged me from the back. "You should let me help you, Mr Griffin. There's no way you can survive without a woman right now even though you're an Alpha..." The lady said and my eyes twitched.

In anger, I dispersed an overwhelming killing intent that pushed the Waiter away and made her fall ass flat on the ground. She whimpered as she tried to move away from me but before she could, I grabbed her neck and looked straight into her eyes. "You drugged me? So, All of you Waiters planned together to drug us?" I questioned coldly while my fingers tightened around her neck, causing her to gasp.

She was looking at me with tears in her eyes as she tried to explain but I wasn't ready to listen. With a low grunt, I threw her to the side and wiped my hand on the ground before I stood right... Well... I was staggering.

I brought out my phone and made a call "Tell Martins to send the most beautiful Waiter to my room." With that, I ended the call and left the room.

If they were ready to sell their body, then I'd choose the best of them before firing them all.

I made my way to my special room and fell into bed. I removed my clothes, leaving only my boxer on me as I made my way to the bathroom but to my dismay, I felt no better. My body was still hot and uncomfortable... I needed something more than a bath.

I waited impatiently for the Waiter to come and when she did, a smug smile appeared on my face just by hearing her voice alone. When she turned on the light, I was even happier to see how pretty and delicate she looked but that only added to the disgust I had toward her. How could someone so beautiful yet delicate do something like drugging men? Was she that desperate to be laid or she just wanted money?

"Help me..." I wasn't planning to say that but it came out of my mouth anyway and just as expected, she initiated a kiss and soon, we had things rolling.

Waking up the next morning, I stood up from bed and entered the bathroom to wash up while the Waiter was still sleeping peacefully in bed. The smile on her face was so bright that it irked me and confirmed the fact that she truly drugged me to crawl under my sheet.

With a small groan, I walked into the bathroom, had a nice bath, and dressed up but the lady was still sleeping. After a while, I moved closer to bed and tapped her sleeping face. "Hey!" I called softly.

She stretched her hands, yawned and opened her eyes. Her eyes sparkled the moment she saw my face and a small hue found its way to her cheeks as she revealed the most beautiful smile I had ever seen.

"Good Morning~" Her tiny voice sounded like a melody to my ears and I was momentarily hypnotized by her but it was just a... moment.

I cleared my throat and stood right before throwing a bundle of money on her lap and turned around to leave. "That's your pay. My men will get you later for proper punishment." I wasn't going to let her go, I wasn't going to let her live...