Taken by a Beast novel Chapter 1

There once was a girl who worked very hard to achieve her dream. And that was to save her father from his illness. It was Friday night when she worked late and she was ready to go home. But something unexpected happened, which truly changed her life forever.

"This came for you again," her friend spoke beside her, giving her an envelope.

She took it from her and opened it with an excited grin. She wasn't surprised at all. There was almost a hundred bucks inside.

"Someone has a secret admirer," her friend sang, giving her a wink.

For the past few weeks, someone had been giving her a large tip and she still didn't know what she did. Had she been such a good waitress to receive this kind of generosity?

"Do you know who it is?"

She looked up at her friend and shook her head. "I have no idea."

Every other day, it was always given to her in an envelope. At the back, a name was written - DB.

This person, whoever it was, just kept giving her these tips without introducing themselves. As far as she knew, most people liked getting recognition for doing a good deed. She would have liked to thank them, or ask why she was getting too much.

She had never received this kind of generosity before. But somehow, it made her feel special.

Despite everything, she needed this money. Her father was sick and she needed enough to pay for his medication. He needed her and she was the only one left to take care of him.

And so, she promised herself that she would always be grateful to her secret admirer, whoever he was.

Shaking away her thoughts, she looked at her friend and gave a sweet smile. "You know what, it's getting late. I should probably go home."

Her friend was also smiling down at her. Sometimes, she felt like her friend pitied her, knowing her situation. She was the youngest waitress working in this restaurant and everyone knew how much she needed the money.

"Sure, would you like me to give you a ride?"

"Oh, it's okay. I can handle myself." Besides, her home was far away so she didn't want her friend to get exhausted from the long ride.

"You take care on your way home."

With a nod, she quickly put the envelope to her bag and began to prepare herself to go home.

She remembered the first time she got a big tip. It was a few weeks ago and it was from a man that came to the restaurant and sat at the far side of the room.

Now, she never knew him nor did she see his face. But it seemed like he was a shy guy. And then, he kept visiting the restaurant again and again. She never really got the chance to talk to him.