The Billionaire's Secret Lover

Chapter Four - I'm Sorry Ma'am

My jaw was on the floor. Now that they said that.. I remembered the names my mother mentioned. Her father, Amari Lusaka.. That name now rang a bell.. A huge one even coz I didn't vote for his political party previously.

Last time I checked he was the president of that party. How the f**k did I miss the fact that he has such a gorgeous daughter also... Oh I lost interest in him after seeing his manifesto in one of the rallies before elections 4 years ago.. I hated that man after hearing what he had planned for the country. No gay rights because love was between a man and a woman... and strip clubs needed to be closed down because they are not good for the coming generation.. Like what the fuck..this guy wanted me out of a job and he was treating my love like it was something one could switch on and off.

"Hey ... Hey... Come back here.. Bella..."

I blinked twice and saw my friends giving me weird looks. I rolled my eyes at them, "What ? What coz I'm here.."

"We lost you for a bit there.. Umh.. Are you okay?"

I shook my head, "No.. Not even close.."

"Oh my God please tell me you didn't make an i***t of yourself.. Tell me you didn't embarrass yourself in front of her?" Neha said and I arched my brow at her, "Embarrass myself? Girl please... I called her a bitch..face to face... A bitch.."

They both laughed at me hysterically.

I got up and started taking off my lingerie to put on my clothes. How could I be so stupid and call her that. I mean she had two bloody body guards.. Why couldn't I see that she was important and just shut my mouth..

" What ? You called the president of the AFP a b***h? Dude you are the worst.."

I sighed and took my bag, "I guess I'll see you guys tomorrow."

"Hey wait for us.. just because you were a b***h to someone important doesn't mean you should be a b***h to us also."

I groaned. I was probably never going to hear the end of this from these two.

I waited for them though and we all left the club and went to our respective homes.

I took a bath and went straight to bed. My mother was sleeping already thank God...and I didn't want to think a lot about the lady I called a b***h. God I still had her blouse.. Was she going to come back and fetch it? Or should I just burn it. God..

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I don't know when I finally went to sleep last night but I was shocked when my alarm went off.

I sighed and got up then got ready for work. I took her blouse because I couldn't stop thinking about it and her last night.

I quickly took my bags after making my mom breakfast and headed to work.

My day was surprisingly okay and she didn't show up at all. Deep down I was a little disappointed that she didn't, but also relieved. I wouldn't know what to say to her. I mean she was a frikken president and I spoke to her like she was a nobody like me.

On Thursday during lunch I sat at the back and started eating my sandwich. She hasn't been here for the past two days but she also couldn't get out of my head.. No matter what I tried to do she was just there at the back of my mind, looking beautiful and sounding so smooth.

"Earth to Isabella or Isabella to earth..." Anthony said joining me and I smiled at the guy, "If it isn't the guy who took my fat tip the other day."

He laughed, "Oh my God it was really fat.. So how are you. You seem worried."

I shook my head at him, "I'm just hungry..."

"Okay ... Anyways, how's that girl friend of yours? What's her name? Neha.. Is she still with that i***t she calls a boyfriend..?"

I rolled my eyes at him, "Are you still with that amazing lady who doesn't deserve you..?"

He laughed, "Man don't be like this... She deserves me.."

"Then leave my friend alone..." I said getting up and went back to work. I wasn't feeling okay... later I went home.

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"Honey .. Are you okay?" my mother asked as I gave her food. I sat next to her bed, "I need a few more thousands then you'll get the treatment you need mom.. Ask me then if I'm okay."

She sighed, "You have to stop worrying about that. It will make you go crazy.."

"I don't want to lose you... And hey mom.. Why didn't you stop me yesterday when I talked a lot about Zahara.."

She laughed, "You just found out that she's the president of the AFP didn't you?"

"I called her a bitch.."

My mother laughed even more until she started coughing. I sighed, "Mom that's not funny.. Oh my God look at what you're doing now..."

"I'm sorry.. You really need to know your politicians... I mean tomorrow she could wake up and be the president of the country.. You wouldn't know coz you don't care about what's happening in our country."

"Not when they are homophobic pricks.. I care about what's happening in my life and yours.. Not about the economy or who will be our president because they won't make your operation happen. I need the tumor gone.. And you need to do that surgery.."

She sighed," I know honey.. Just don't overwork yourself like you already do. You know that I want you to live your life.. And get a new girlfriend.. It's been long... When are you moving on from your manager..?"

I laughed," I need not to talk to you about my love life ever again mom.. And I don't know when. That relationship messed me up a lot."

"It was over 14 months ago.. and I'm not counting.."

I sighed. I didn't want to talk about my ex. She was a sore subject because of how we ended. I mean I know I was selfish for not wanting her to leave but her choosing to leave hurt me in a different way.

" Mom please.. I'm really working so hard to not go back to that dark place she left me at.. So let's not mention her.. Ever again."

She nodded her head, "Alright .. You need to do something besides work though."

I laughed as my mind went to places that it shouldn't even go to.. Thinking about people that I shouldn't even be thinking about.

I sighed.. I should really forget about her and live my life. Chances of seeing her again were none existent.

I kissed my mom and left to go to the club.. Because the restaurant and the club were the only things I was going to do now until I can afford mom's surgery.

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On Friday things were a bit different at work. We wore our navy blue jeans and white shirts..and today I was feeling good because I was focused and my mind was in the right place. I was only left with R17, 400 to cover the last money I needed for my mother's treatment.

I started taking my tables giving my customers the biggest smiles.

"You're in a good mood.." Lucas said and I smiled at him, "sSo much, so please don't ruin it.."

He looked behind me and then sighed at me, "Stay exactly where you are and don't even move an inch."

I wanted to turn around and see who he was looking at but I didn't. I listened to his stupid order and stayed as I was.

He came back and then gave me plates for table 3.

I took them and went there without even asking why he shut me up. I didn't want him to get under my nerves.. Worse since I was in a good mood.

I placed the plates down and then looked at the couple in front of me, "Will you need anything?"

"Not at the moment thank you. We will call you when we need you.. Thank you again.. Your smile is making me think about coming back here again."

I laughed, "Please do.." and then went to the kitchen.

"Table 6 needs attendance.."

I furrowed my brows at Lucas, "I cleaned table 6 a few minutes ago.."

"I escorted someone in.. So please take care of it.. And please don't spill wine on anyone today."

I rolled my eyes, "That's your daily song to me now.. But don't worry. I won't."

I put on my smile and headed to table six. When I approached I almost got a heart attach when I saw some familiar figure standing there.. It was one of the watch dogs.. Paul I believe.. God no.. No.. Not when I was good..

Paul looked at me and arched his brow since I was standing in one place. I swallowed and walked there.

I cleared my throat when I reached the table and went to stand in front of her, "Good day ma'am.. My name is Isabella and I'll be your waitress.. Should I bring the menu or anything to drink?"

She smiled at me, "Hello Isabella.. How are you?"

"I am good ma'am thanks and how are you..?" I said nervously and she nodded her head a bit, "I'm great thanks. So I'd like water with lemon.. Make it a bit warm.. It's cold.. Then you can come and take my food order.."

I nodded my head and then thought about apologizing for calling her a b***h the other day or telling her that she was beautiful.

I swallowed and she lifted her head up to look at me," Is there something wrong Isabella?"

God the way she said my name.

"No ma'am.. I just.. I wanted to apologize??"

She furrowed her brows in confusion.. "For what? What did you do?"

"Umh .. The wine thing Ma'am and also calling you the B word. I'm sorry about that.."

She arched her brow, "What B word."

"Please don't make me say it Miss Lusaka.. Please.."

She smiled, "Isabella... What B word.."

I looked around me and then whispered for her only to hear, "A b***h ma'am.. I'm honestly sorry."

She laughed, "I'd like my lemon water now... And it's okay.. Water under the bridge.."

I nodded my head, "Thank you Ma'am.. And your water is coming."

I quickly went to the kitchen to get her specially what she asked for. I made it myself and then went back to give it to her.

I watched as she drank it and then smiled, "Perfect .. Thank you. Umh.. Can I order now?"

"Yes ma'am.."

She laughed, "What have you done with Isabella and who is this nervous shy girl in front of me?"

"Umh ..."

"I think she's trying to tell you that she just found out who you are.. Who you really are.." Paul said and I winked at him, "Yeah ... I'm really sorry.. See I'm not always like that.. I'm sweet and nice and friendly.. The wine was just a once off thing.."

She nodded her head, "I'm hungry.. Like... Really hungry."

Fuck.. I was talking a lot again. I nodded my head, "Of course ma'am.. Sorry.. What would you like to order..?"

She ordered and at the back of my head I was busy asking myself if she'll be here often? Or if she'll come just to torment me coz she could see I was sweating. I couldn't believe that I had been so stupid.

"Did you get that?" she asked and I looked at her confused. f**k I wasn't listening, I slowly shook my head, "No ma'am.."

She arched her brow, "Want me to get another waitress?"

"Sorry no.. I'm listening ma'am.. What can I get you?"

She told me and this time I listened.

I made a deal to myself. If she came here, I was not going to serve her. If she was on my table, I was going to swap with someone else. I couldn't keep on embarrassing myself to the president of the most f****d up political party..

African Freedom Party... They say African Freedom as if they want to free every African while they actually want to box us and place us under one stuffed, uncomfortable box... A box I was not going back to.

I was suddenly empowered to watch her interviews so that I can see what she believed in and deep down, I was hoping that it wouldn't be her father's beliefs.