The Love Of Secrets - A Mafia Romance Story (on hold)

The Newcomers

Lillian's POV

I wake up to my blaring alarm after yet another nightmare. I decide to have a shower after work, considering how sweaty I got yesterday.

I do my usual morning routine and get dressed into a black tight crop top with light blue jeans. For breakfast, I make a bowl of weetbix and half a teaspoon of sugar. I then do my teeth, wash my face and put my medium length light blonde hair into a messy bun because I can't be bothered to do any other hairstyle.

Once I am ready, I make my way to the bus stop and then to work.

"Hey Lillian" Max calls out, "Hey" I answer Max happily. Max is my best friend and has been since I started work here. He's gay, but he's proud of it and I support him. I've always admired that about him, how he doesn't care what people think and is not afraid to be himself. Max and I catch up outside of work a lot, but we have been banned to talk at work apart from the occasional hey here and there because we never get anything done.

I go and grab an apron from where they were hanging up, checking it's mine before wrapping it around my waist. I then walk behind the counter and start taking orders.

"How are you today, Bill?" I ask as I grab a piece of carrot cake softly with the short silver tongs in my hand. "I'm good, just a bit tired with my old age" he answers, "you're not that old" I reply with a friendly tone, not looking away from what I was doing. "Yeah sure" he says with a sarcastic tone and a light chuckle as he walks off to a table and sits down on the black couch.

I start to clean up behind the counter since I had nothing else to do. I wipe down the benches and underneath the kitchen appliances and I sweep the floor where all the crumbs have dropped onto it, but I don't mop, otherwise the workers could slip over.

I step back admiring my work, while doing, so I accidentally bump into a bench that stands against the wall. I reach my hand out to a table in front of me to stop myself from tumbling over and instead knock over a carton of milk onto the freshly cleaned floors. "OHHHH" I growl, annoyed at myself. Grabbing a cloth and bending over to re clean the black and white tiles, my butt hits a glass cookie jar that stood at the edge of the serving counter. It crashes onto the floor, smashing into millions of glass pieces. The cookies scatter on to the floor in the milk. "ARGGGG" I scream to myself, causing customers to glance at me curiously.

I continue to bend over and clean up the mess. I try to mop up as much of the soggy cookies as I can with a cloth, then I grab a mop to clean up the rest. All together, it takes half an hour to make sure everything was sparkling clean. I then have to re fill up the cookie jar and grab another carton of milk from the fridge.

I stand back to admire my work, again, being careful not to knock anything else over. All of that cleaning has downed my already low mood, and now I am very grumpy.

My eyes dart to the white door as the bell rings, signalling that someone has just walked in.

My breath catches in my throat as three handsome men step into the shop in a triangle formation. One in the front and two in the back. The two in the back were obviously twins by how they look.

The first one and obviously the leader has dark brown hair with blonde ends, slightly tanned skin and different coloured eyes. One light blue and one a light green.

The one behind him, on the right side, has short dirty blonde hair, pale skin and dark green eyes.

The last one has slightly long dirty blonde hair, tanned skin, light blue eyes and glasses. He looks very smart and nerdy.

As soon as the three of them enter the café, everyone goes completely silent. I look around and everyone is staring at the three men with pale faces.

"Who are they?" I whisper to my self in a quiet voice. They take a seat at the very end booth and start looking at the menu.

"Lillian you have to take that booth over there" Anne tells me, breaking me out of my stare. Anne is a good boss, she is kind, but she is also tough when she needs to be and when she wants something done.

Please tell me what you think of this chapter and feel free to point out any mistakes.