Alex POV
Finally.
We finally did it.
I'm so happy to be with the people I love like family. Living my life long dream. A new start.
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Leah, Miguel, and I have opened our restaurant in New York City, it might be hella expensive but I hope it's worth it.
We've been planning this for forever. We all graduated from culinary school a couple of years ago.
"You really think you can do this."
"Yes Chef." I said stressed, as I was calling out table numbers.
A girl came up to me asking if the sauce was correct.
"It's broken you can't serve it." She nodded her head and went back.
"Table 23!" I yelled and the orderd after it.
The chef came walking towards me and whispered in my ear.
"What are you doing Hart."
"Telling the orders, Chef."
"You're not doing it right. You are not capable of being a chef."
"Yes Chef."
"You can't cope with it."
"Table 36!"
The girl came back asking Chef if it was correct again.
"It's fucking broken go back and fix it." He yelled. The girl looked like she was on the verge of tears.
"Get your shit together Alex or you won't be able to do anything."
"Yes Chef." It was used to being degraded, it's what happens.
"Table 21!."
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God it was hell but at least it got me here.
Miguel was finishing up in the kitchen, Leah I don't even know and I
was in the front writing down paperwork, until someone walked.
He was tall like towering over me kind of tall. But when I tell you he hella fine like holy shit.
Hazel green eyes, short jet black twists, a nice smell of expensive cologne and a crisp suit.
Damn he must be rich I mean he looked like it.
After total eye fucking him I look back down at my paper face red as a tomato and pretending to not have noticed him.
I look back up.
"Hi how can I help you." I smiled
"Wow you're cute." He smirked. I feel my face heat up.
"Why thank you, is there anything I can help you with?" I laughed embarrassed. He glances at the menu and looks at me. I smile again.
"The tarmuisu."
"Sure anything else." I asked
"Your number." He joked
"I mean, sure I guess?" I laughed awkwardly.
"Wow I didn't think actually work." He said handing me his credit card. It was a black card he is very rich.
"Well don't think I'm to easy." I stated giving him back the card. I went to the kitchen cutting a piece of tarmuisu and putting it in a to-go box.
Walking back to the counter writing a note that has my number on it.
"Don't ghost me." He grinned
"Debatable." I said back.
He walks out the door. I go to the break room and see Leah.
"Leah guess what just fucking happened."
"What?" She questioned.
I tell her the whole story and she freaks the fuck out.
"What did he look like?!" She asked
"Hella fine, really tall, hazel green eyes, jet black hair with twists?"
"You're fucking kidding." She said blankly.
"What." I asked.
"You meet the Lucas Diàz a billionaire!"
Excuse me!?
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Yes Chef °Discontinued°
RomanceAfter the opening of his and his best friends new restaurant, Alex works hard for his customers to be satisfied. Until he meets some sweet, flirtatious billionaire looking for a relationship. Lucas, a billionaire with a three year old son and a larg...
