Do not cross the line

Chapter 1

"Good morning Evelyn!" - you greeted the bakery owner when you walked to the counter, placing your folder down and starting to dig your wallet from your bag.

"Morning Y/N, same as usual?" - she asked while taking already huge takeaway coffee cup and starting to pour coffee into it before actually waiting for you to answer.

"You know me too well." - you smiled at her while digging your bag at the same time.

"Always the same, big coffee with little cream in it." - she said while putting the pot away and adding the cream, while you finally found your wallet and started to look the coins.

"Y/N, you know you don't need to pay anything, you had helped us so much with your flyers and all that you will get your coffee here free for the rest of your life." - she told while pushing the cork into your mug and landing your coffee on the counter front of you.

"I know." - you said digging the coins from your wallet and putting them in the glass jar where read on the side of it "Tips."

"You are the sweetest girl I know. I wish I had a daughter like you." - Evelyn smiled sadly, she was in her late fifties and for the last five years you had been living in the city you started to become friends with her. You knew she had a son who was working in the army, so he was away for longer times.

"Why won't you have any nice young gentlemen in your life? You are a piece of gold." - she continued while wiping the counter with her hand while you dropped your wallet back to your purse.

"My career is now what I want to focus. The office might get this big deal and if we get it I won't have time for boyfriend." - you grabbed your coffee to your other hand while taking your folder to your other one.

"You should work little less." - Evelyn pointed while another customer asked more coffee from the table, and she took the pot and walked around the counter.

"I love my job. Is my dream." - you smiled as walking toward the door.

"See you tomorrow morning Y/N." - Evelyn yelled at you as you raised your hand with the coffee to her before walked out of the bakery.

You truly were living in a dream. You always wanted to be a graphic designer, since you were a kid you loved drawing and when you were a teenager you got your first computer and found the magical world of the graphics.

After graduating from college you moved away from your hometown when you find out that one of the biggest marketing offices in the States was looking for a trainee.

There were lots of people trying to get that place, and you were sure you had no change since you hadn't any education.

But they made their decision based on the three different work which they made you do.

And your work was the best one. So you got it.

You were a trainee less than six months, when your boss, Kathryn, asked if you wanted a full-day job as a younger graphic designer because they were so amazed at your talents.

Now it has been over four years since you started, now you were one of the best artists of the company, you wished that someday you could lead your own group.

You lived only ten minutes driveway with metro at the office.

As you walked toward the huge glass doors, you searched your keycard from your bag.

Walking to the huge glass doors, you checked yourself in by wiping your keycard and stepping inside the building.

"Morning Y/N!" - Jamie, young gay men greeted you behind the counter in the hall.