Mated to My Fiancé’s Alpha King Brother

Chapter 165

<

164 Chapter 164

164 Chapter 164

Seraphina’s POV 1

The next morning hit me like a sledgehammer.

My alarm screamed at six AM, dragging me out of a restless sleep filled with dreams about empty bank accounts and angry landlords. My

body ached like I’d been hit by a truck. Every muscle protested as I rolled out of bed.

Everything would be fine by Friday.

The walk to work felt longer than usual, my feet dragging against the cracked sidewalk. The morning air was crisp and sharp, cutting

through my thin jacket like it had a personal vendetta against me.

I pushed through the automatic doors at exactly 7:58 AM. Two minutes early, like always. No matter how shitty my life got, I was never

late.

Gary stood behind the customer service counter, his face already red with whatever crisis had ruined his morning. When he saw me, his

expression soured even more.

“About time,” he grunted.

“I’m early,” I pointed out.

“Don’t get smart with me.” He waved a dismissive hand. “Mia called in. Family emergency. She’s taking a few days off.”

My stomach dropped. “A few days?”

“That’s what I said. Which means you’re covering register two and three today. Think you can handle that without attacking any

customers?”

The jab about yesterday

incident made my jaw clench. “I can handle it.”

“Good. Because I’m not in the mood for any more drama.”

I stared at him, processing what this meant. Two registers. Double the work. Double the stress.

“Will I get overtime pay for covering Mia’s shifts?” I asked.

Gary looked at me like I’d suggested he donate a kidney. “Overtime? You’re not working overtime. You’re just doing your job.”

“But I’m covering two registers–”

“You’re covering one register. Register two. Mia’s register. Same hours, same pay.” He turned away, clearly done with the conversation.

“That’s not fair,” I said.

Gary spun back around, his face purple with irritation. “Fair? You want to talk about fair? How about the three hundred dollars I’m taking out of your paycheck because you couldn’t keep your hands to yourself?”

Heat flooded my cheeks. Other employees were starting to stare. I could feel their curious gazes like little needles in my skin.

18-36

164 Chapter 164

I walked to register two with my cheeks burning and my hands shaking with suppressed rage, Other employees looked away quickly, pretending they hadn’t witnessed my humiliation.

But I needed this job. I needed the paycheck, even if it was pathetic. Even if Gary was a power–hungry asshole.

I turned on the register and forced my face into a customer service smile. “Next!”

came and

haze of cranky customers and broken price

afternoon, worry was eating me alive from the

cell phone for the

doing something way more fun than talking on the phone, so leave

you when I remember!“*

voice made my chest ache. Where was

I tried texting instead.

Haven’t heard from you. Getting

No response.

just let me know you

Nothing.

need that money back

Still nothing.

stared at my phone, my hands trembling slightly. She’d promised. Cross her heart and hope to

Friday.

It was Friday.

to the bus stop with dread sitting in my stomach like a

stretching like

more depressing than usual in the fading evening light. Peeling paint. Broken security

garbage and

floor, my legs feeling like lead. Outside my door, a bright pink slip of paper was

My heart stopped.

18:36

275

<

164 Chapter 164

An eviction notice.

with shaking hands, my eyes scanning the

are required to quit and surrender the premises to the owner. If you fail to do so, legal

*Amount Due: $450.00*

by Sunday, October 27th, or vacate

Sunday. Two days.

nearly dropping them twice before managing

press in around me like

collapsed onto my threadbare couch and pulled out my phone, calling my bank’s automated

balance is… forty–seven dollars

Forty–seven dollars.

needed four hundred

due, and

my pride

over paperwork and looking as miserable as I felt. When I knocked

with obvious irritation.

“What now, Sara?”

a favor,” I said, hating

more hours, the answer’s no. Corporate’s been breathing down

about hours.” I stepped into his office, my palms sweating. “I

eyebrows shot

dollars. Maybe three hundred. I’ll work extra shifts to pay

“No.”

hit me like a

He turned back to his paperwork, dismissing me. “We don’t do paycheck

could lose my apartment,” I said

“Not my problem.”

純雞

164 Chapter 164

show up on time, I don’t

money,” Gary interrupted without looking up. “Good

“That wasn’t my fault!”

fault. His voice was flat, final. “Figure out your money

stood there for a moment, staring at the top of his balding head.

to go fuck myself.

“Fine,” I said quietly.

Now get back to

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255