› ✶ 𝗔 𝗕 𝗢 𝗨 𝗧 𝗢 𝗨 𝗥 𝗟 𝗢 𝗩 𝗘 𓈈 〻 ⾦
"Y/N why you aren't asleep?"
"It's hard to sleep when you are at a war with yourself..."
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If you heard anyone...
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One year ago when Y/N was working her shift in the café. She was a waitress, serving what the people would order.
One day, a man came and ordered a cup of Americano. When the barista finished making it, Y/N placed it on a tray and took it to the man who ordered it.
The man was odd. At least he was odd for the café. It wasn't the best place to be honest, people like him would always go to the fanciest places ever.
He was wearing a suit which screamed rich, with shining watch and what not?
However, she didn't care too much, and she went to serve him the drink without even looking at him. "Enjoy." She said and turned around to walk away but was stopped as the man spoke up.
"I won't without you, honey."
She turned around and looked at the man with shock in her eyes. Then immediately looked away with fear of interacting with him. "Please take a seat, I would like to have my coffee in your company, beautiful."
She didn't know what to do. If she sits, then what about her work? What will her boss say? And the man's voice was so demanding that she thought if she doesn't take a seat, she will be dead.
Y/N turned her head and looked at the barista who was looking at her with the same fear. And not only the barista, the other workers and even the boss too.
She then noticed the way all of them were mouthing her to do as the strange man wishes. Little did she know, he was the well known mafia.
She sat down across from him, her hands fiddling with her apron and she looking down.
"Look at me, lovely."
God why was he using these nicknames? She hated it. The way his calm yet so demanding voice called her by thoes names.
She looked up at him, orbs shaking. The man radiated negative. His aura was negative. Only seeing him made you relize that even looking at this man is a wrong thing to do.
"Marry me." He simply said. Just like that. As if it was an easy thing. It wasn't. "And I will do what ever you want. Just name it, and it will be in the palms of your hands the second later."
Did he know that she still is young for that? Did he know that she is a social anxiet? Did he know that she is still recovering?
