9:30am los angles, {bright chilly day}
Marigold Cafe,Table no 1.
First girl: {staring at the man in the corner table} "Look at that guy, girls. Such a hottie"
Second girl : "Shut up. He's my husband."
Third girl : [sipping her coffee] "Both of you, Stop. He's not going to be yours.Stop staring."
First girl: "why not ? I'm going to ask him to be my boyfriend."{stands up from her chair}
third girl:[glancing up dead serious] "you better not.unless you want rouble."
First girl: [confused] "what do you mean? What's going on?"
Third girl :[leans in , voice low] "he's a dangerous man, but right now,He's a lost puppy.his owner just got..."
Second girl : [ interrupts] "He's got issue's, Okay ? You really don't want to mess with him."
First girl:[still looking at him, intrigued] "sounds like trouble...maybe that's what makes him interesting"
Third girl:[leaning back in her chair, with a knowing look] "Listen to me.he's not someone you want to get involved with. He's got a dark side, And you really don't want to be anywhere near it.
Second girl: [shakes her head] "Trust me. just let it go."
The first girl hesitates for a moment, still staring at the man in the corner table.She sits back down, A little unsure.
First girl: "Alright, alright...Maybe I'll just admire him from a distance."
Third girl:[grins,Leaning back} "Good call .Trust me, some things are better left untouched."
They all fall silent,The tension lingering as they sip their coffee,each of them caught up in their own thoughts about the mysterious man in the corner.
——————————————————————————————————————————————————
Author's pov...
At the corner table , a man sat in silence.
Standing at 6'4"with curly hair falling over his Face,Fair Skin, and a chiseled frame-sat in silence.His black boots rested firmly on the floor, Cargo jeans slightly creased from the way he leaned black.A white t-shirt hung loosely over his broad shoulders, partly covered by a black leather jacket that only emphasized his muscular build.his gaze was fixed on the counter table, lost in thought, with no track of time
Yes, you're right. He is none other than the one and only "Andrew Smith'🔥
A waiter, who had joined the cafe just a month ago, cautiously approached, clearing his throat to gain Andrew's attention.
"Sir, today ma'am didn't come.she told us she's taking a break or a few days."
Andrew's jaw tensed for a moment, But then, He let out a small,sad smile.
"No problem," he said, his voice calm yet distant. As he got up, he added "Don't tell your ma'am that i came here."
Andrew stepped out of the cafe,The cold morning air hitting him as he made his way to his PURPLE FERRARI. He slid into the driver"S seat, his fingers gripping the wheel for a moment before he started the engine. The low growl of the car filled the quiet street,but inside, his mind was anything but calm.
She wasn't here today.
And somehow, that changed everything.
Andrew gripped the steering wheel tighter, his frustration bubbling over as he dialed the only one person he could trust in moments like these—JAMES MEADOWS.
After the second ring,James picked up, his voice instantly laced with urgency.
"Did you make up to her ? Is she coming with you ? Is she okay? She's not angry with us, right ?"
The barrage of questions made Andrew's patience snap.His jaw clenched as he cut James off.
"Will you please shut your mouth?"
Silence.
Finally.
Andrew exhaled sharply before speaking again, this time with forced composure.
"Now give me an idea on how to make up to her."
James, always one to stir the pot,scoffed.
"Why are you asking me ? Did you ask me when you lied to her?"he shot back sarcastically.
Andrew's grip on the phone tightened. His tone dropped into a low, dangerous growl.
"I swear, if you say another word, i will get out of this phone and kill you."
James chuckled nervously.he knew he wasn't in the mood for games.
"Okay,Okay! Relax. Just tell me what happened there." His curiosity seeped through his voice.
Andrew leaned back in his seat, staring at the road ahead.
"She wasn't there."andrew muttered, his voice carrying a hint of disappointment.
James sighed on the other end. 'So, what's your plan now ?" He asked, curiosity laced in his tone.
Andrew kept his eyes on the road, gripping the wheel a little tighter.
"I'm heading to her flat."
James let out a chuckle, sensing the storm brewing in his friend"s mind. "And what exactly are you going to tell her ? Why you lied ?" He teased, knowing full well that Andrew never did things the easy way.
Andrew's response came in a calm yet dangerously low tone. "I don't fucking care about the truth. I want her—either in the right way or the crooked way."
James let out a small whistle."well, as long as you tell her the truth. Just make sure she listens to you. We"ll be waiting at the mansion.after all, you're finally bringing her here." His voice held a mix of amusement and approval.
andrew exhaled sharply. "First, let me make up to her."
And with that he cut the call abruptly, his focus now locked on the road ahead.
As Andrew reached her flat, he parked his car and stepped out. His sharp eyes scanned the quiet street, but his mind was anything but calm.flashbacks threatened to take over—memories he wasn't ready to face.with a sharp exhale , he pushed them away and strode toward the entrance.
Reaching the first floor, he pressed the doorbell.seconds passed .no sound of movement inside.his brows furrowed.
No response.
A heavy feeling settled in his chest.
"Where is she?" The thought hit him like a punch to the gut.
Something wasn't right.
Descending the stairs quickly, he got back into his car and started the engine.
——————————————————————————————————————————————————
Andrew's POV..
I've never been scared a day in my fucking life. Not when i stood face to face with death.not when i built my empire from the ground up.but today?
Today, i feel fear clawing at me.
The fear of losing her.
The fear of the letting her go.
Where the fuck is she? Has she eaten anything? DAMMIT, she can't even stay still without food for too long.
With one hand on the wheel, i grabbed my phone and dialed EMMA.
"Hack he location", I ordered, my voive sharp.
"OKAY". She replied, emotionless as always.
Minutes passed, each second dragging like an eternity. Then finally—
"She's in india."
My grip on the steering wheel tightened. My anger spiked to its peak.
She left the country? Without telling me ?
I sucked in a sharp breath. She was here yesterday. So when the hell did she leave?
"When did she leave for india ?" I demanded.
"Her flight was at 11:30 PM last night,"
I ended the call without another word. My pulse pounded in my ears.
I immediately dailed her number.this was the 106th time I'd tried calling her today,but unlike before,it didn't say switched off.
I called again.
Three rings.
Then—call ended.
Just like that.
Like a slap to my face.
I smirked.
"Time to visit india". I muttered under my breath.
Pulling my car to the side of the road, i unlocked my phone and opened our chat.
I typed a message.
"Take care of my baby untill I get there."
No reply.i chucked bitterly. SO, she's playing this game, huh?
Reaching my mansion, I stepped out, tossing my keys toward the guard without a word. my mind had only one focus.
Without wasting a second, I made my way toward the HELIPAD.
Yes.
I have a helipad in my mansion.
And right now, i have only one destination—INDIA.
As i reached near , my eyes landed on my gang members—every single one of them dressed in black.
A memory surfaced.
"Black is good, but not always",she had comlained to me countless times, her lips ting in annoyance.
I had never really cared about colours, but she did.
Shaking off the thought , i kept walking towards the helipad, my mind set on one thing—getting to her.
Suddenly, ,my phone vibrated in my pocket.
I pulled it out and saw a message notification.From her.
My heart did something strange.
Without hesitation, I unlocked my phone. A soft smile tugged at my lips for a split second—until i read what she had sent.
"Don't you dare".
🐾🐾🐾 🐾🐾🐾🐾🐾🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄🐾🐾🐾🐾🐾🐾🐾🐾🐾🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄🐾🐾
Thankyou so much ♥️🤎
Happy reading

Write a comment ...