Don't Call Me Angel

Chapter One

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My alarm went off at 5:30 that morning, first day of university. I dragged my body up but my mind was already buzzing. I was taking business in hopes to take over the family one as well as start my own. Nothing would stop me from being the best here. I was totally prepared. Stumbling to the kitchen I opened fridge. Nothing, empty. I Forget go shopping yesterday. I drank some water and went back to my room. I pulled on a pair of Tailored trousers, a loose shirt and a v neck cable knit jumper. I stopped at the door. Loafers or red bottoms? Or in other words comfort or hotness? Fuck comfort I'm to hot not to work it. Pulling on a trench coat I marched out the door. I strode down the street to a cafe. It had just opened and the pastries were just being laid out. Their sweet sent filling my lungs. I smiled at the barista and ordered a Americano with hot milk. When it was time to pay I pulled out my credit card. I tapped it. It didn't work, I tried inserting it. No success. Gingerly smiling at her I dug around in bag for my other card. As I search desperately, a tall figure entered. The first thing I noticed was his height, then his immaculate cloud, grey tailored suit. The materiel stretched over his body but not so much it looked like it would break. Perfect tailoring. The third thing was his face. The only word to describe it was beautiful, handsome doesn't quite cover it. I know beauty isn't usually a masculine term but it's the only word for it. It probably would've been the first thing that, but as he towered over me so much, I did have to look up quite a lot to see it. I wasn't short. Tall and lean like my mother but he was like a skyscraper. I'm suddenly glad I had heels on. I carried on the desperate search. He he wanted over to a table and sat down, taking the books from his soft, leather bag. He opened one and Lois, his eyes to the pages. Then they snapped back up to look at me. He wordlessly got up and pulled his wallet from his back pocket, taking out his card, just as he was about to pay I felt my card and try to knock his hand out the way of the card reader. Our fingers touched. He looked at me with soft blue eyes like sapphires. Before I broke the gaze and shoved my card under his hand paying successfully.
"Can't you let a man be a knight in shining armer at least once?" I looked at him in dismay, " well sorry for the inconvenience sir" I snapped. He laughed slightly, amused by my reply. " carry my bag then, or would that damage your soft lady hands?" He laughed for a second time, making me feel a little stupid. At least I could be right. Was I? I glanced down at his hands hoping to see soft un worked skin. My eyes were met with calluses and hard skin. If his face was hot his hands were the sun. Veiny and strong. Now I was flustered and wrong. Yay.
        My coffe was now made and as I reached for it he picked it up and faced me smiling silkily
" I may take you up on that Angel" he swiped up my bag and charged off to his table. I followed him hating how I noticed his back moving through the suit.
"I entend to get a take away, I have things to do. He arched an eyebrow. He was humouring me. " what do you have to do Angel?" I threw him my best patronising, look " get books out from the library on my course obviously" I rolled my eyes and took a sip off my coffee, he looked at me long and hard. Thinking, calculating. He opened his mouth to say something and then shut it as if he though better of it. "what are you taking then?" I rolled my eyes agin, "business of course." I turned away slightly taking another sip, still standing. He shoot me an inquisitive glance. He was probably doing modern art or some poppy crap. His chiselled face broke out into a wide smile.
"Well lucky for you I have all the books here as I'm taking business too." I looked him over, gaping at his grinning face. I actually had no idea what the book list was for Extra circular work, so I guess that would come in handy. But i couldn't give him the satisfaction, could I? My feet were killing me and people had already bumped into me in my awkward position, nearly spilling dark liquid down my coat.
"Ok fine, but be quite it's draining trying to decipher idiot." Not bothering look at his reaction, I flipped open a text book and began to read. Five blissful minutes of silence followed.
"So mysterious lady, what's your name." I looked up in distain, noticeing he hadn't even turned the page I was sure he was at the bottom of earlier. What was he doing all that time?
"Yours first." I look another swig of coffee and glanced at my book. I read three sentences before his voice cut throw the silence.
"Finn, my names Finn Angel." He leaned down to look at my face. I was waiting. Testing my adversary. Anyone form a business family would know that you should give your surname. Surnames mean everything. Who you are. What your involved in.  And it's helpful, like I have the overwhelming urge to crack his head against a table, but if I know his surname and knew  his family happened to be a business partners with my family and that would not go down well, I wouldn't because I knew. It stops all the scandales and dramas. He spoke agin, "Bradford, Finn Bradford." So he may be at worthy rival. " yours now darling, or are you going to keep that cute little surly face on?" I was about to open my mouth a day my name, Audrey Ashworth, but then I realised. Bradford. As in the business rivals of my family for the last 60 years. Oh I know the Bradfords, the fact I'm breathing the same air as one makes me want to be sick. I didn't want to be childish and storm off.
"Audrey, Audrey Ashworth." I snapped Cooly. Finn looked me straight in the eye, and then brought his gaze back to his book and kept reading. At least he wasn't going to be all prissy about it and kick me off the table and make a scene. His body language had completely changed though. His once open and relaxed stance was now tight and business like. I tried to bring my attention back to the words in front of me but all I could think was of the fact he was here, in my class. Number one would now be a much steeper climb than I anticipated. A few minutes later and left with a curt good day.