You moved to Paris a couple of years ago from your hometown, Manchester. Two of your best friends, Sara and Carl, joined. You graduated Culinary School and are now a struggling chef in the city of love. You were dating a handsome accountant, Kyle until you discovered that he was cheating. Sick of love and its disappointments you avoid men like the plague.
It is 5pm and you are getting ready for another shift at the restaurant where you are waitering. You hate your job because you have to wear an embarrassing outfit. "Okay Sara. I'm leaving. See you later at the restaurant", you said to your bestie as you head out the door.
The restaurant wasn't as busy as usual that night. Sara stopped by. "You need to get back out there Y/N. it's been 6 months since you and Kyle broke up. Sara said. She is constantly telling you to start dating again and is really getting on your never now. "I am tired of hearing this. I'm not looking for anyone right now." You turned around to serve a customer coffee. After serving him his coffee, you asked whether he would like anything else. "I want to take you out to dinner, that is what else I want." The man in the sweater answered, slightly blushing. You rejected him politely and turned to your other customers. When you returned to his table 5 minutes later, he had already left. At least he paid for his coffee and left you a tip. A ϵ20 000 tip.
In sock you went to the bar section where Sara was sitting. Carl had also joined and he watched the whole thing. He only comes to the restaurant to see you in your uniform. He enjoys seeing you so miserable in the stupid uniform. You showed the check to Sara and she chocked on the milkshake. She didn't even say anything. "Yeah. I saw him when he walked out. He is a Formula one driver, Romain Grosjean." Carl said. "Pffft" you hit back at him and continued with you worked, sliding the check into your back pocket.
The next day you found out where his apartment was located. You went to return his check. You entered his apartment. It is modern and very clean. There is a giant window in the living room and it is overlooking Paris. The view was absolutely breath-taking. You stood there a few moments, just taking it all in and appreciating the beauty of the city of lights. The trophy case was at the back of the sitting room. It looked very fascinating to you. "I was about to start dinner. I love cooking" Romain said, leaning against the wall. You didn't realize he was there before and got a big fright. "How long have you been standing there?" you asked him, a little embarrassed. "Just long enough to appreciate the view" he teased you. "Look. I'm just here to return your check. I think it was very inappropriate" you said, hands on your hips. Romain looked at you from head to toe and smiled. "I'm sorry if I had offended you. Let me make it up to you please. Can I take you out to dinner tonight?". You looked into his very blue eyes and finally gave in. "Alright. Fine. You win." "Let me get my coat." Romain started to walk toward the staircase then turned around and smiled at you. "You look beautiful Y/N."
When the car parked on a runway next to private jet you began to panic. "Where are we having dinner?" "There's this adorable pizza place in Monza, near Milan" Romain said, his blue eyes sparkling with excitement. "Italy" you whispered under your breath. You decided to stop being stupid and enjoy this. It won't happen again. You smiled at Romain as he opened the car door for you. He put his hand on the small of your back as you walked towards the private plane. The flight was short, barely enough time for you to finish your champagne.
You enjoyed the night with him. At dinner you got to know him better and he didn't seem like a bad guy at all. Back from Italy, he walked you to your apartment and you said your goodbyes. When you were about to enter your apartment, he pulled you back gently on your arm. You looked at him in confusion. Romain softly caressed your check and looked deep into your eyes. Then he pressed his lips against yours. It was at that very moment that you realized you are falling for this blue eyed Formula One racer. You got frightened by this. "Leave me alone". You went inside your apartment, practically slamming the door in his face. You spend the whole night pondering over what had happened outside your apartment. "I am not ready for a relationship. I am scared and he is serious. This is a disaster."
The next day you had a debrief with Sara and Carl. Carl had his usual reaction, mocking you and enjoying your misery. Sara wasn't very impressed with you. "You are an idiot, this guy fell for you so hard and then you shut the door in his face. Come on! Go back to his place and apologise." "I will do no such thing. He cant just move in on me like that and throw his money around. You know how much I hate money." Sara threw her hands up in the air, giving up on this argument. Carl finally got a word in "Oh don't worry Y/N. One day you can stay with your cats in a shed in my back yard."
You tried very hard to forget about what had happened that night. You wanted to move on with your life, but then you started to wonder how much you have messed this one up. You gave up on love and accepted that this was it for your love life.
3 weeks later Romain showed up at your work again. When he walked in your eyes met with his blue eyes. "Hi Y/N. I know you said that you didn't want to see me again but I know about a restaurant that is looking for a chef." Desperate to get out of your current job, you agreed to meet Romain at the restaurant the next day.
After he showed you around, you got suspicious. You are the only two people in the restaurant. There is no staff or menus or cutlery on the tables. It is just tables and chairs. "Wait a minute, you bought the restaurant for me?" "No Y/N. I bought a restaurant. You happened to be a chef and I need one of those. I promise you, I don't have feelings for you." He explained, very persuasively. "You can create the menu and everything." After Romain starred you down with his dreamy blue eyes, you agreed to take the job. It was a once in a lifetime opportunity. You can create your very own restaurant from scratch. Deep down you knew he did this for you because he cares so much about you. It was his big romantic gesture to win your heart.
Romain and you spend a lot more time together after that and grew closer and closer. You were fighting him and your feeling for him so hard, but at a point, you couldn't do it any longer. Romain is gentleman, not like most of the athletes that only date models. He sincerely cared about you. Eventually you gave him your heart and you were happier than ever.
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