22 year old Sabriya Jones living in Brooklyn New York while helping her mother run there family bakery.
Helping her mother run the bakery and on top of struggling on keeping up with her rent, she's also studying to be a doctor but mainly for Kids a...
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My mother wasn't in the bakery today. I gave her a day off since she doesn't have to stress anymore about the payments anymore like she have been. But now we don't have to worry anymore.
I sat in the stool as my legs were sore and practically jelly.
The door chimed and I looked up to see Lorenzo and Stefano laughing.
"Riya" Stefano yelled out and Lorenzo just smiled at me.
"Stefano?" I raised my eyebrows and smiled.
"2 cheesecakes" he said while plopping him self on the counter. I quickly saluted to him and he placed his hands on his heart dramatically making me scoff.
I slowly got up and slightly limped to freezer and grabbed the cheesecake. While holding them in my hands I turned around to see Stefano mouth dropped and Lorenzo holding in his laugh.
"I don't want to hear nothing or both of y'all isn't getting no cheesecake" I mean mugged both of them especially Stefano.
Lorenzo looked down as I heard a faint laugh escape his lips. "It's not that funny" I puckered my lips and rolled my eyes.
I placed the cheesecakes on the counter and Stefano quickly grabbed then and had to open his big ass mouth.
"Who ruined you" Stefano said as he grabbed a spoon and dug into the cheesecake.
"None of your business, THEY didn't even ruin me. I'm just sore. I had better" I shrug and smiled at Lorenzo and Stefano noticed.
Stefano did a loud gasp. "Hell to the no. No. No." Stefano yelled out with his mouth filled with cheesecake.
"Wasn't saying that last night. Had you calling me..."
"Okay that's enough" I interrupted him and gritted my teeth. I watched as a smirk formed up on his face and pierced his eyes at mine making me instantly look away.
"I am so sick of you two." Stefano gagged and looked at us with disgust.
"Sick of us? I'm sick of you" I muttered lowly under my breath and placed my elbows on the counter.
Stefano was gonna say something smart until the door chimed revealing my father.
My father was dark skin, his hair now in a buzz cut and filled with grey hairs. His brown eyes that mirrored mine. I was basically my fathers twin but I just inherited my mother skin tone.
"So sick of who?" My father said curiously as he looked around and smiled at me but then turned to Lorenzo and Stefano and his bright smile disappeared into a dry one.
"Lorenzo and Sabriya, they keep saying how much I eat cheesecake and calling me fat" Stefano rolled his eyes and sat down.
I crossed my arms and puckered my lips. "I might tell you a joke but I'll never tell you a lie" I giggled and Stefano instantly threw daggers at me with his eyes and I enjoyed every bit of it.
Lorenzo gave my father a firm handshake as they stared into each other eyes filled with hatred. "Hope you haven't been messing around my daughter" my father said clinching his jaw.
"Absolutely not, you know that boss" Lorenzo said maintaining eye contact with my father giving the same stern look.
The intensity between them was off the roof and Stefano noticed as well.
My father slipped out of Lorenzo hand and straighten out his freshly steamed suit and turned to me.
"My munckin, how have you been? My father asked while he walked around the counter and I stood up waiting for his embrace.
"Good, same ole" I said as he brought me into a strong embrace, squishing the side of my head onto his suit. I mouthed 'help me' to Stefano and Lorenzo but Lorenzo eyes were on my father.
Lorenzo's eyes weren't blue anymore. It was clouded by something.
Anger.
But why?
I pulled away from the hug and gave my dad a faint smile.
"I heard someone donated money to here and now it's in your name and mothers?" My father asked and I sat back down on the stool.
I nodded in response and looked up at him.
My father hummed and placed his hands behind his back.
"I'm happy that whoever did donated the money, you know this is basically moms life. She's worked hard to get business blooming and now it finally is. We're the best bakery in New York!" I beamed a happily smile but when I looked at my father he had a clinched jaw and annoyance was written all over his face.
"Dad?" I stood up and snapped my fingers and he quickly shook his head.
"Huh, sorry munckin?"
"I said, me and mom don't have to worry about bakery problems anymore it's all settled!" I smiled.
"That's good munckin" my father dryly said and picked up his phone.
I sat back down on my stool and watched him place his phone to his ear and started lowly speaking.
He placed the phone to his chest. "I have to go sorry pumpkin" he said and gave me a forehead kissed and glared at Lorenzo before he left.
I watched him as he quickly paced out of my view and I just stared into space as a thousands of questions entered my mind.
why is my father acting so weird.
Stefano coughed which made me come back to reality.
I looked over at Lorenzo and then at Stefano to see Stefano munching on cheesecake slowly watching me and Lorenzo.
Lorenzo stood tall, not moving a muscle. His back is straightened, not any type of emotion filled his face but his eyes told a story but I couldn't make it out.
I furrowed my eyes as I tried to look deeper into his eyes.
He's hiding something or when my father came in, it triggered him in some type of way.
"Are you okay?" Stefano asked to Lorenzo and Lorenzo quickly bolted his eyes at Stefano making him sit back in his seat.
"I have to go" Lorenzo bluntly said as his eyes and presence changed ever since my father came in.
"Lorenzo?" I said softly and he ignored me and stormed out the bakery.
