Stuck with Mr CEO

VIVIAN LINDBERG Speaking about my life is in disarray. I was 3 year old when my birth mother or maybe someone else I don't remember left me in the orphanage. I grew up in that orphanage. The orphanage was small not many kids were there it was just me and 12 other kids. But they all disliked me because I was loved me more than anyone by the nanny. If you guys are wondering about Nanny, she was the one who used to look after the orphanage and let me tell you she is kind and amazing. She has gotten old but still she believes that she is young and has more energy than me I will say. She is my all and the only family I have. I love her. Well you must be wondering why I said 'used to' that's because everyone in that orphanage was adopted and it's now only i and Nanny. Nanny told me many times but I didn't want to get adopted by anyone. I wanted to live with her. So now it's no more an orphanage, it's just i and Nanny. I was in my usual shift working at the cafe. I was at the counter staring at the couple customers. Well I always love to see couples do things they do and be all clingy to their partners. That man there, why is he staring at the coffee like it's his first time seeing a coffee in front of him. Old folks are like this. You can't help. My conscience said. Oh and that guy there, look at him not even looking at the delicious food in front of him instead he is just gazing at that lady who is busy with her makeup. “Men these days. UGH!!” That kiddo looks pretty cute. He’s smile makes my heart bubble Huh! At least someone is happy. “He is just a kid.” Oh god! What's that man doing there. Is he planning to kill the cake with the fork. No! No! No! Don't you dare murder it, I made that sumptuous cake. “Oh God! If he doesn't murder it how will he eat it” That's not my problem. And he committed homicide on my cake. All my hardwork in vain. I wish I could murder him too. “I definitely need to stop with these criminal ideas.” "Hi there." A voice came. I immediately came back from my dream world. "Welcome to 'Cup & Crust' ma'am. What can I get you?" I asked in a most polite and sweet voice. "Espresso" she said rudely. I don’t like these kind of people. "How many ma'am" I asked again politely. "25 god dammnit, Do you see anyone else with me. Are you dumb or what? Just bring it quickly young lady. I don't have the whole day." With that she went and sat on a seat. Asshole. I made her Espresso quickly and went to give her. I kept it on her table and said "Enjoy your coffee ma’am!" She took a sip and spit it. "Eww! Do you even call this a cup of coffee. This taste like shit." Okay I got it. Her sense of taste is weird. Because I make the best coffee here. Everyone says that. "Go and make another one." She said more rudely. What the hell! "Okayy ma’am…. and I'm really sorry." I quickly went in prepared another one, tasted it. Yep! It's perfect. I am really good at this. I made my way to her again and kept her coffee on the table. "Ma'am here is your espresso." She again tasted it. Ha! Now say it b***h. I patted my back inwardly. She spit the coffee from her mouth again. "You really don't know how to make a simple Cup of espresso." She stood and screamed in my ear. "Do you just take money for staring at everyone who passes by. You are such a dumb waste." I looked at her in Skepticism. "Excuse you?" "Oh! So now this dumb trash has hearing problem." "you are a customer and that is the more reason I am respecting you ma’am. You can't talk to me that way." " really I see!. how should I talk to you ha!?" she pushed me back. "Huh? Tell me, I will wait." "Come on you b***h I don't have time." she pushed me again. That's it b***h. “Hell No!” “Stop!” “You have a job.” No! “f**k the job.” The man who murdered my piece of cake was just sitting right in front of me. I took the cake and smashed it on her face. She stood there speechless. "ma'am who is a trash ha! Tell me." I said with the same smile I had earlier. She glared at me before marching in my direction "YOU TRASH!!" I held her hand and pinned it behind her then said "Don't even try that. It's not my fault if your sense of taste is shit." Then I let go of her hand pushing her forward. "AAHHH!!" She screamed. "What is going on here?" someone said from behind me and I immediately recognised the voice. Fuck! Manager. I am finished! I turned around looking down. "Look what has she done." The lady said indicating her face. "Vivian?" manager said. " I didn't want to-" I started but he cut me off. "What the hell did you do? You don't know how to behave with a customer." "Sir she said bad words to me and-" he cuts me off again. "That doesn't mean you'll do such a thing." "I am sorry Sir I got pissed and-" "You are fired, go clear out and leave immediately" "What?" I asked in shock. "You heard me. You are fired." "No sir you can't do that. I am really sorry but-" "GET OUT NOW." He shouted. I warned you. I went in and collected all my things. When I was about to leave I saw the asshole smiling at me. It made me more pissed. I am fired right? Ya! You are. Good then. Now you can do whatever the hell you want. I won't stop you. I walked towards her table and took her Espresso that was on the table and threw it on her face. With a smile on my face I said "Have a great day ma'am!!" With that I walked out of the café. I could hear her shouting and manager apologising to her. I walked to my house. “Jesus! What am I going to do now? I am jobless.” I said as I became sober. When I reached home I saw Nanny sitting on the couch holding a piece of paper in her hand. I went to her, squatting in front of her I took the paper from her hand. "What is it aunt Vera?" I read the paper. "What the hell!" "Vivian, they want to make a hotel in this property. My son has lost this last thing that I had in gambling. Vee What are we going to do?" Her son is a drunk and a gambler of course he always creates problems for us. Nanny has lost everything that she had because of him and now this house was the last thing she had and now this too. I hugged her. "I promise we will figure it out Nanny. I will find a place for you and I soon." But the question is how? I just lost my job too. We only have a notice of one week to empty this house. I can't see her crying. I have to do something or anything. ************