Chapter 1: Welcome

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*Rileys (Mila) POV*

"The customer is always right."

That saying has been around for as long as businesses have been going about.

Who would have known that it would also become one of the most hated quotes in the business industry, especially today.

I came in to work just like any other day, got into my uniform, and transformed into a one of a kind, breath taking beauty. Greeted all of the regular customers, got their orders, and provided five-star service. The bell chime of the door jingles, signaling a new customer arriving in our cafe. 

"Welc.....ome Masters" my heart feels like it would explode at any moment now, a smile plastered on my face hiding my growing fear. Guide them to their table, act normal, and out menus, act normal, I keep telling myself. 

"What would my masters like for this afternoon?" I asked, analyzing if I had been discovered or even recognized.

"I want..." "This sounds good, I'll try" "I..." "Maybe...." this was all I heard from each one of the handsome guys around the table, why is he ordering last... and why is he looking at me....

"A hazelnut mocha, and a serving of your...." he trailed off staring at me intensely

OH GOD, OH GOD, I've been discovered... 

"...your, Chocolate Mint Cheesecake" he finished, still staring at me.

"Would that be all master?" why is he staring so intently, has he noticed its me, this is slowly unnerving me.

"I would love to know your name" he said shyly.

A lot of ohhhs and ahhhs broke out from the table.

"My name?" I exhaled, not even noticing that I had been holding my breath, "my name is Mila. Your orders will be ready in a moment" I smiled and walked off to leave, grabbing my hand quicky and gently the customer said "Logan...my name is Logan." 

Another rounds of ohhhs and ahhhs, accompanied by awwhs.

"Your order will be ready shortly master Logan" smiling again and this time not being stopped walked gracefully but briskly out and into the kitchen delivering their orders.

My mind is spinning, my heart feels like it will come out of my throat. Of course I know who the bloody hell you are, your the king of jerks, the one who plays with all the girls feelings at school. You are the king of players, of heartbreaks, and of flirtatious actions. Why, just why did you have to come into this shop, on my shift and show that.. that face!......... that face? I've never seen you ever show that sort of face, ever. What the heck....

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