A Baker And A Billionaire (Completed)

Chapter 3

Continuation to the previous chapter :

The moment clock hits 4'o clock Ashwin departed from his office.

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Ashwin arrived at Sivaangi's cafe, eager to meet her in person. As he entered, he spotted her behind the counter, looking lovelier than he imagined.

Ashwin: "My beautiful girl," he said, removing his shades and pocketing them. His charming smile captivated Sivaangi, who had noticed him the moment he walked in. Her heart raced faster, her eyes fixed on him.

Sivaangi: There he comes... She whispered to herself and couldn't tear her gaze away, intrigued by his sudden formal attire. He wore a crisp navy blue shirt paired with sandal-colored pants, neatly tucked in - a different from his usual casual style.

Her curiosity piqued, she wondered about the reason behind his daily visits.

As their eyes met, Ashwin's heart skipped a beat. He was drawn to the sparkle in her eyes, hinting at a mix of curiosity and fascination.

Ashwin looked around the cafe where he finding is solace nowadays,

The sweet melody of "Kannalane" by A. R. Rahman filled the air, transporting him to a state of bliss.

It was a small and cozy heaven adorned with various shades of purple, from lavender to plum. The walls were painted with a soothing lilac hue, and the furniture was a mix of purple and white. The tables were shaped like flowers, adding a touch of whimsy to the ambiance.

The cafe was filled with natural light, which streamed in through the large windows, casting a warm glow on the purple decor. The air was fragrant with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and baked goods, making Ashwin's mouth water.

Monisha was nowhere to be seen, so Sivaangi had to take his order herself. Ashwin's face lit up with a charming smile as he approached her.

"Hey, sweetheart!"he asked, his voice dripping with flirtation.

Sivaangi's expression remained neutral, her tone monotone. "What would you like to order, sir?"

Ashwin chuckled, unamused by her aloofness. " Romba kashtam (It's very tough) " , he muttered to himself. But surrendered to her when she sent him a glare.

" I'll have a cappuccino with your special blueberry muffin , please."

She nodded and took his order, Ashwin couldn't help but notice how her eyes seemed to light up for a brief moment before she masked her expression again.

"Konjam sirikalame " (Could you smile a little ), "you look extra beautiful when you smile ". He said but she remained silent and walked away.

Ashwin : Madam , enna edhume sollama poringa , he shouted but sivaangi's ears went deaf to his words.

(Madam, you are going without saying anything. )

After placing his order, Sivaangi retreated to the kitchen, leaving Ashwin to take a seat at a cozy table by the window.

He watched her move with grace, her dark hair swaying as she worked. How her eyes crinkled with atmost concentration. How she bit her lips in confusion. Everything intrigued Ashwin more and more.

He shifted his attention , when she returned with his coffee and his dessert ,

She put his order in the table.

" Thank you , sweetheart". He said with a genuine smile.

Sivaangi : Stop calling me that , I have a name .