Mi Amor

Ch.1 The First Sight!

Author's Pov:

Engulfed in a duvet from shoulders to toe, soft, messy hair locks falling across her face, she resisted letting her dysania take over. Slowly, she opened her shiny doe eyes to see the sunlight gently kissing her soft cheeks. She got out of bed and went about her morning routine.

Despite everything, Rose was never late-she was always punctual. She dressed quickly, took one last glance in the mirror, and rushed out to catch the cab. Soon, the driver was headed toward The Berry Cloud Café.

"Good morning, Rose," the waiters greeted her with smiles, and she returned their warmth.

Rose moved toward the counter to take orders. "An espresso," a woman, around 30, said harshly.

"Of course, ma'am. Would you like anything else?" Rose asked, her voice sweet and polite.

"No! I said just a coffee. Can't you understand? Are you deaf?" The woman's words dripped with bitterness and contempt.

"I'm very sorry, ma'am. Please wait a moment; I'll bring your coffee to your table," Rose replied, not wanting to provoke the woman any further.

Three minutes later...

"Here's your espresso, ma'am. Enjoy your coffee." Rose set the cup on the table, but the woman glared at her, her face twisted with distaste.

The woman took a sip and sneered at Rose. "You call this crap a coffee?"

"I'm really sorry, ma'am. I'll replace it right away. Please, calm down," Rose said, trying to defuse the situation and not lose her job.

At the next table, a tall, handsome man, possibly around Rose's age or slightly older, sat focused on his laptop, seemingly unaware of the chaos...until now.

He lifted his dark brown eyes and observed the scene unfolding before him. Though the rude woman caught his attention, his gaze quickly shifted to Rose. The way he saw her with pretty, innocent face and shiny doe eyes, how she handled the situation melted his heart. He admired how she tried to stay composed, managing the woman's tantrum without losing her cool. But seeing the woman yell at Rose only made his blood boil.

His eyes lingered on Rose, unable to look away. Something about her made his heart skip a beat, and a warm smile spread across his face as he watched her every movement.

Just as the woman was about to throw the coffee at Rose, the man stepped in, his strong, veiny hands grabbing her wrist. The woman stared at him in shock. "Oh, so you called your boyfriend to save you, huh? You little bi-"

Before she could finish, his calm yet commanding voice interrupted her. "I think you need to stop overreacting. It's not her fault you didn't like the coffee. You should appreciate the effort she puts into her work instead of throwing a tantrum like a spoiled brat."

The woman was taken aback she met his cold glare. With a firm shove, he put her in her place, making it clear she had crossed a line.

While this was happening, Rose looked at the man who had come to her rescue with grateful eyes. She felt a wave of relief wash over her. If he weren't there at the moment, she might've lost her job trying to manage that woman's anger. The manager was called, the situation explained, and soon, the woman was sent away. The café's usual hustle and bustle gradually returned.

"Thank you so much for stepping in, Mr....?" Rose hesitated, unsure of his name.

"Ryan. Ryan Mendez. Nice to meet you," he said, gazing softly into her big, shiny eyes.

"And you are? Or should I call you 'Miss Beautiful'?" Ryan added with a teasing smile, making Rose blush.

"It's Roselyn Campbell," she replied, her signature sweet smile lighting up her face.

As she turned to go back to the counter, Ryan gently took her soft hand and pulled her smoothly into his muscular arms. "Mr. M-Men-Mendez?" she stammered, taken aback by his sudden move. Something fluttered inside her, and she felt butterflies somersaulting in her stomach.

"It's Ryan to you, Miss Beautiful. Let's be friends," he said, his warm smile matched by a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Okay," she whispered shyly.

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