Escaping The Mafia King

Instead of answering me, he waited for a couple of seconds, making me feel self conscious as hell. And then he nodded his head at me and took a step backward, inviting me in.

“Thank you.” I mumbled in a low tone and quickly went ahead to stand in front of the coffee counter.

The mysterious beauty man walked around the counter and started to prepare the coffee.

Even though I did not want to appear as some desperate, horny, cringing woman, unknowingly my gaze kept going back to look at him.

The way he looked, it was impossible to imagine him as a barista. But anyway, who was I to judge a person?

“Your taste?” his voice had me almost fall down on the ground in shock.

“What?” my eyes snapped up to his.

“In coffee.” He replied, humor clear in his voice. “What kind of coffee do you want?”

In that moment, I could not even describe in words how badly I wanted to bury my face in something. Like a pillow. Or probably the ground would be good. I will not have to face so much embarrassment ever again.

“Latte.” I said, proud of myself to be able to speak without croaking.

“New here?” He asked casually while starting to stir the coffee in a mug.

“Yeah.”

How the hell does he know that?

Probably accent, or probably the shit head condition of my soil covered, exhausted face.

what brings you

meet somebody.”

had been stirring

“No.” I replied.

the fuck did I

hell does it matter

stirring the coffee mug once again and after a few minutes he extended the cup

he asked, “Probably I

as I knew, this was my uncle’s shop. So of course I needed

I hesitated, “Do

words left my

literally felt the lack of oxygen around me as his demeanor changed in

careless, flirty look was gone and its place was

do you want to meet him?” he

was gone. It was replaced by strict, serious demeanor. It was like the man in front of me had changed

could answer, a booming voice

“Hope..?”

without turning back, I recognized the voice that had been haunting my memories

slippers to see a heavy, big man with beard hiding half of his face

see each one of his teeth. He looked

eyes instantly got filled with tears at the sight of him. After so many

whispered

did not give me a chance to say anything else. Before I could blink away the tears, he took large, fast steps towards me, and then I was engulfed in a tight as hell