C3 Coincidence

Albert's POV

I can't believe some young lady who isn't up to my standard would humiliate me in such manner. No doubt she was really pretty and that was the most reason I walked up to her to the table she was having ice cream with her mum or friend, not for her to shoo me off like some fly.

No one dare rejects me, I can get any woman I want at the snap of my fingers but I don't want to, in fact women flaunts over me like I'm some president son. So who is she to turn down just a simple lunch with her? She's such a proud young lady. What does she even have that I can't buy with my money?

This young lady really pissed me off today, I Albert Harrison was humiliated by some random lady that I could just pay off to see her body without touching her. Damn her!

I made my way to the Fly Emirates airline to board on to California where I was invited for a board meeting with one of my investors named Wellington. I was still feeling infuriated by that lady humiliation when I board on. I didn't care to give any courtesy to the crew as I climbed the staircase of the plane.

"You're welcome on board, please...."

"Fuck off!" I snapped at the lady on the door cutting her off midsentence without having a second glance as I walked inside the plane wanting to locate my seat number. "Excuse me?" She called out trailing behind me.

Is she daft or something? I just asked her to fuck off, why is she following me again. I halted and gritted my teeth ready to vent my anger on her.

"Didn’t I just tell you to fuck the hell off?" I growled without glancing at her.

"Hey motherfucker, you should watch your mouth. That’s not how you talk to a lady, especially when that lady is trying to be nice to you" She retorted.

I furrowed my brows at the voice, that voice sounds familiar. Where have I heard it? My head snaps back and I stole a glance at the lady in front of me through the darkshaded glasses I was wearing.

Holy fuck! She's the one! That same bitch of a lady from the ice cream eatery that humiliated me few hours ago is standing right in front of me.

I put off sunshades glasses so she could have a better view of my face to see if she can recognized me. I glared at her trying to buy time for her to recall where she has seen me but she was only glaring back at me waiting for me to say something. I took a step closer to her and her mild frangrance hits my nose.

"Did you just talk back at me?" I asked with a deep scowl on my face.

"Obviously yes" She deadpans stepping closer and glaring at me without a blink.

Woah! This girl really got some nerves. We both stood there in a staring contest causing attention from the seated passengers.

"Esosa! Esosa?" a male voice called disrupting our staring contest.

"Yeah?" She answered breaking an eye contact with me and gazing up at the guy who came to stand next to her. Obviously from his uniform he was one of the cabin crews.

"Is everything okay?" He asked glancing from me to her.

"Tell her to learn what is called ‘customer approach" I sneered at the guy and then I puts on my glasses back before walking away to my seat.

Esosa's POV

"Tell her to learn what is called customer approach" I mimics with an eye roll and hissed after the so called passenger went to his seat.

"What happened?"

"Don’t mind that asshole of a guy; he’s just an arrogant bastard. He was just rude to me for no reason and I was given him a piece of what he deserves. He thinks I have time for his bullshit" I answered still feeling pissed at the rude passenger.

"Hey babe, please calm down okay? Remember he’s our customer, it won’t be nice if he goes ahead to condemn how Fly Emirates cabin crews treats our boarders even when it’s not true, it’ll affect us and even the boss himself won’t be happy. So just learn to ignore such ones that just want to start a fight with you, they don't deserve your words, okay?".

I sigh and nodded in understanding of what my colleague was trying to reason out with me.

"Now give me that smile of yours which I could kill for just to see it" he teases and I smiled and swat his arm in a playful manner.

"Go away" I shoo him before heading back to the doorstep. On getting to the plane doorstep, I saw my colleague Sandra already covering up for me. "Thank you" I said to her and continued from where she stopped.

Few hours later, passengers were on board and the plane is now on air heading to California. I was in the kitchen with Sandra getting snacks ready for one of my crew member Remi to serve. I placed the last piece of cake in my mouth and waited for her to come. She came back with an empty tray frowning and looking all sweaty.

"What's up?" I asked on seeing her that way.

"Stomach cramps" she answered resting her back on the door, immediately I knew it was her time of the month. "

"Esosa, can you please help me serve the remaining three rolls, I’m having stomach cramps and it’s really making me uncomfortable, I would have simply told Sandra but you know how bitchy she can be at times" whisper-yelled.

"I can hear you from hear, bitch" Sandra reminded with a playful glare and chuckled. Remi and I giggled.

Remi glance at me and I knew that look, "Sure I will, that’s no troubles at all" I agreed even before she could ask again.

"Thank you" She said and explained to me the remaining rolls of seats which was clearly two more rolls.

I took the tray of arranged food and headed out of the kitchen and served one roll left with the last roll. I went to the kitchen and came out with another tray of snacks serving each person with a smile. A young American boy who was sitting with his mum who shouldn't be less than six years smiled at me and I smiled back at him.

I bent low to his sitting position and touched his fragile cheek, "Hey cutie" I said knowing he was really a cute adorable kid.

"Hi angel" he responded with a cheeky grin.

I couldn't help but giggled while the boy’s mum chuckles.

"Oh my, you’re such a cutie. What is your name?" I cooed.

"My name is Dylan" he introduced.

"Such a cute name for a cute boy" I commended and he blushed, awwn.

"Thank you, what is your name?" He asked shyly.

"My name is Esosa or you can call me….."

"Young woman are you here to get to know a kid name or to do your job as an air hostess?" A masculine voice intruded my conversation with this kid. I bit my bottom lip boiling up with anger.

I diverted my gaze from the young boy and squint at the backseat just right behind the boy where the voice had come from. My scowls became deep when I saw the arrogant passenger that was rude to me an hour ago.

I stood up and fixed my anger blazing eyes on him. "Who the hell do you think you are to act all bossy to me?!" I scolded and he gasps in shock.

"I’m sure you don’t know who I am that is why you’re talking….."

"I don’t give a damn of who you are!" I half-yelled cutting him off. "You should save yourself the intro and learn how not to meddle in people’s affair. If you’re too wealthy you shouldn’t have boarded an economy plane so you can have your privacy" I added with venom in my tone of voice.

He raised a brow at me feeling flabbergasted. And with my peripheral vision I realized we're attracting other passengers attention to us.

"Are you really talking to me that way?" He asked with gritted teeth.

"You gave me no choice" I replied with a cold voice. He really needs some manners and I'm ready to that to him right on this plane before we get to our destination.

"Is there a problem here?" Remi's voice interrupted staring from me to the guy.

"There’s no problem. Get me coffee, without milk and sugar just leave it black" he ordered.

"Okay Sir" Remi nods and glance at me one more which I responded with a shrug before she disappeared to the kitchen to get our prince his coffee.

I returned my gaze to the young boy and smiled at him before serving the backseat where Mr arrogant was seated. He refused to take a snack from the tray so I ignored him and served the next in line and with that I served the remaining rolls.

"What happened back there?" Remi asked immediately she saw me in the kitchen.

"I don’t really know what the problem is with that guy. He’s just so proud and arrogant. He was rude to me for the second time and I can’t help but put him to his place"I shrugged and took a bottle water.

"Esosa, Esosa. Confirm babe wey no dey carry last, abeg take am" she commended in Pidgin English and high-five me. I chuckled and rolled my eyes at her.