The Millionaire Obsession

"Baby girl stay here Mommy will be back soon just stay here I am going to get your daddy. Then we will go and no bad guy can hurt my baby girl. Mommy is here."

Amanda Parker knew that she will never see her daughter again. Her heart shattered to see her 5 year old daughter hugging her tightly and crying in fear. She knew very well that Andrew Parker was dead. How she wished she can take Serra away. But if they discovered that she was gone they would come after her and hurt Serra. She wasn't going to risk her daughter's life. Serra was the only reason left for her to live. She and Andrew have so far managed to hide Serra. She will never let them hurt Serra.

"Mommy please don't go the bad guys have guns they will hurt you."

Amanda kissed the top of her daughter's head. She handed her over to Vincent who was the most trusted man of Andrew Parker .It was his job to hide Serra. Amanda kissed her daughter one last time who was crying for her parents. Kicking and screaming to get to her mother. Amanda looked away, refusing to cry in front of her daughter. Refusing to show Serra that she wasn't going to see her again Vincent put Serra in his SUV. The last thing that Serra remembered was the car driving away as gun shot was heard and her mother screaming in pain and agony.

Serra jolted awake from her dream. As often she was thrashing and crying like a trapped animal. After listening to her screams her two best friends, Jamaica and Anna came running in her room. Concern and fear was evident in their eyes. They engulfed her in a bear hug to calm her down. She was breathing heavily and sweat coated her forehead.

"Guys I can't breath" she said panting.

"Sorry Serra Bear, " they said in union.

"Huh the same night mare again?" Jamaica asked.

She pulled away from the frightened girl to which Serra nodded her head. "It okay! We are here now" she ensured her best friend who was like a family to her.

"Anna you stay with her and I will go and make breakfast. Serra bear go get ready you have to go its almost time for your first job."

"Thank you guys for everything. I should probably get dressed". She looked at the vintage mirror by her side and shuddered at the sight. No doubt she looked terrible. She was covered in sweat, her clothes clinging to her like second skin. Her long blond hair were mattered on her hairs like a bird's nest. There were bags under her eyes. She rushed to the washroom that was attached to her room. She did her business. Brushed her teeth. Washed herself. She put her hair in a messy bun. She was ready to start her job. She had to do 4 jobs in order to support herself. She hated it as they were dead end jobs but they were enough to provide for her food and bills.

Roman woke up with a major headache. He looked around to discover that he was in another room and this definitely wasn't his room. As compared to his dark room this room was more feminine. He knew that he was drunk again and had spent his night with the girl that he met at the party.

What was her name Candy, Sandy, Cindy?, he thought groaning.

He didn't give a damn. He was a multi millionaire running his companies around the world that produced worth million of goods. For him girls were only the source of entertainment. He found it amusing how he used them like toys then break their hearts. They always came running in his arms even if he treated them like trash. Some people said he was heart less, some called him rich bastard and some called him a player. He played with girls heart then stepped on it like it was no big deal. He broke their hearts when they were no more needed.

He could hear the shower running. She was probably in the shower. He picked up his cloth as he was about to leave she entered the room. He could tell she was another of that slut and gold digger who only wanted money.

"Baby you are leaving so early lets have some fun again, " she said pouting, trying to look sexy which was far from the case.

Her face was caked with makeup. Surely she had a great body but Roman had enough fun. She ran her perfectly manicured hands up and down his chest purring like a cat. He pushed her hand away.

"As bad as you will feel but I will break it to to you that you are only good in bed but I don't want to see your face again Candy". Her face turned into a mortified image she glared in anger and disgust."Its not Candy its Sandy, " she shrieked.

"Yeah yeah what ever" he rolled his eyes unfazed and left her room. He could hear her cursing him and screaming like a mad woman calling him names like other girls. He smirked at her reaction.

He had already called his driver. Johnson was waiting for him outside the apartment. "Good morning, Mr knight". He said as he opened the door for Roman.

"Good morning Johnson how are you?"

" I am fine sir. Thank you".

He ordered Johnson to take him home, who nodded in agreement. Roman ran his hand through his hair. Today he had very important board meetings to attend the thought itself made him carve for coffee. "Johnson is there any good coffee shop? Take me there".

God he needed coffee so badly to handle the hectic schedule, he thought.

As Serra stepped in the shop she was well aware she was late. She was hoping her boss hasn't asked for her. She was sure he was going to fire her. He was a grumpy man as well as annoying. He was always insulting his poor staff. He only cared about himself and his money. The cafe was jam packed. She could smell the sweet aroma of the coffee. People were shouting orders. Some were entering and some were leaving the shop. The place was one of the busiest shop because Tony cafe (named after her grumpy boss) sold delicious coffee.

As she entered the kitchen and quickly wore the apron, Tony came to her, his face red due to anger. Serra sent a quick prayer to god to save her from the wrath of Tony.

"Why the hell are you late Serra? Don't make pathetic excuses of the bus or the traffic. If you are late again I will make sure you never step in my shop again. Your pathetic excuse for nothing."

"Everyone back to your work and you!" He said pointing at Serra threateningly " You will only get your half pay this month". With that he turned on his heels and walked away. Serra clenched her hands into a fist."How dare he disrespect her ?" she thought, angry and frustrated.

Her fellow workers gave her pitiful looks. She turned away. She does not need their sympathy. Serra was serving a table where a woman sat with her two daughters. Serra gave the girls a polite smile which they returned with their toothy grins.

She noticed a man entering the cafe. By his look she could tell he was very rich. Everything about him screamed richness. She could tell that everyone was looking at the man. The women looked at him with lust and quickly started to expose more skins, while the men looked at him with hatred. Her heart skipped a beat.

"Wait. What was she thinking? She looked like a small school girl who had a crush on a bad boy. She looked so desperate. Bad Serra! Tony will throw you out of the job for day dreaming as you drool over a handsome stranger." Once again she focused her eyes back on the handsome stranger who didn't look affected at all. She could tell he was used to this kind of attention. Rather than paying any attention to anyone, he walked towards the table. His strides long and confident. He was very intimidating.

He was beyond handsome. He wore well-tailored dress. Even his expensive shoes were shiny and pointy. On his right wrist a Rolex rested. She could tell that he worked out a lot due to his bulging muscles. His hair looked too silky and shiny. She wanted to run her hands through them. His eyes were very deep they looked right through your soul. He lips so kissable.

A voice in her whispered, warned her not to mess with him or get on his bad side.

Serra was pulled out of her train of thoughts when her coworker, Stacy called her. "Serra please go and serve this order to Table 45".

The table was only three tables away from the handsome dude's table. All of a sudden she felt nervous. Her hands were literally shaking badly. She mustered all her strength and went to the table. She put down the coffee her gaze lingering to the stranger who met her eyes with his intense gaze.

Serra quickly looked away. A faint blush coated her cheeks. He had caught her checking him out. As Serra left the table she could feel the stranger's eyes on her the whole time.

"Oh lala sexy guy is totally checking you out Serra, " Stacy said. There was a smirk. Serra wanted to hide somewhere. This was totally embarrassing!

"I think he is interested in you go and talk to him" Stacy suggested to which Serra shook her head. For all she knew this guy could be a wacko, a freak, a pervert. She shuddered at the thought and mentally slapped herself for checking him out and gawking at him like a love sick puppy.I certainly have lost my mind today she thought irritated at her thoughts