The Baker {ON HOLD}

Chapter 5: Meeting "Her" at the bakery

NikolasPOV

      I woke up to the light beaming through my window and of course the annoying beep of my alarm. Yup today's the day. I got up went to the gym on the upper level then I came back, showered, brushed my teeth and put on my all black  Giorgio Armani suit and Italian leather shoes.

Heading downstairs I grabbed the keys to my car then headed to the garage. I've got all kinds,exotic, muscle, classics, and  I love them. 

I was driving when my stomach growled, and I remembered I never ate. Lucky for me, I was right near that bakery from yesterday. I parked and then headed inside. Walking in I was hit with the smell of cinnamon and sugar and it was cozy, in contrast to the chilly air outside. There was this line it wasn't long, but it was short either so I just stood patiently. Then it was finally my turn to order, I glanced at my watch, 6:45.

"Welcome to Sweet City what can I get for you today," said the woman behind the display.

"A coffee,black,and a Danish please and thank you," I said.

"Alright I have to go back and get it but for here or to go ?"she asked

"To go, I'm on a time restraint here," I said a bit irritated.

"Umm sir I got your coffee but the Danishes arent ready can you wait or would you like something else."

"Yes, I'd like your manager and the incompetent baker that's holding me up." I said menacingly

" O-Ok sir" with that she walked through the swinging door to the back.

"Hello sir what can I do for you."said a woman standing with the redhead

"Get me the manager and the baker!" I said angrily i was really  loosing patience here

"I am the manager so again I ask what can I do for you."she asked arching a brow

I honestly was a bit taken aback no one has attitude with me, but she looked hella mad.

"Do you have any idea who you're speaking to miss?"

"Nope, who are ya ?"she said arching a brow

"Nikolas Morreli, owner of one of biggest law firms in New York, surely you've heard of me.

"Still not registering who you are."

BEEP

"Meghan could you go get everythin out the ovens and bring the Danish he ordered,while I finish speakin with him.

"Sure thing Amina" she said then disappeared behind the swinging double doors.

Listen here Mr Morreli or whatever your name is, you won't come in here yellin' at my employees ya hear. Especially not Meghan she's too sweet for that, don't care who ya are or what you've got you treat everyone, and I mean everyone with respect.