Ice Latte Princess

Chapter 1 : Cafe

My name's Kallie, I was supposed to be the heiress of The De LeFranc Company back in my hometown, Paris, but I didn't want to. So I lend the company to my little sister Kathy.

Instead, I wanted to live my life like a normal person. But my mom told me, though I didn't want to be the heir, I must still use the money I've received during the company's training session that my mom held on 2010. I tried to reject it but my mom insist. So like it or not I had to.

Summer 2018, I was working in a café in London when it's almost 3 P.M that day. It was supposed to be Emila's shift. But when I was about to clean up, a customer came in.

A charming young man who has a black hair that matched perfectly with his brown eyes. His tan skin and all the sweat, carrying along a sports bag with xx Gym written on it. He took his brown leather wallet out of his pocket as he approaches the counter and put down his bag. I assumed it looks pretty heavy.

"Hi! Good Evening sir. What would you like to order?"

"A venti sized Ice latte. Oh, and I also want that cheesecake. Can you wrap it up?" He said will dropping his bag down and stretch both his arms.

"Sure."

I made him the ice latte, and grabbed a slice of cheesecake. I put the cheesecake in a small box put it on the counter. Soon after he grabbed his orders and paid, he called my name,

"Kallie?"

"How do you..?"

"Ah, it's written there on your name tag. To be honest, it sounds pretty familiar, and your face also looked like someone I've seen. By the way thank you, Kallie." He then leave.

I watch his back getting further and further away and-

What was I thinking, I thought to myself.

"Oooooooh. You are in love darling." Emila nudge my arm while putting on her apron.

"W-what? Am not! Go back in doing whatever.. you're doing.." I pouted.

But really, imagine if I didn't go out and live a normal life as a citizen. None of this would have happened. I changed my clothes and wait for Emila to finish her shift. I sat nearby the window with a cup of ice Americano.

I looked through the window and saw that guy talking to someone. It was not long after he went out from our café. I couldn't stop staring until I realized I'm slowly starting to smile.

I shake my head and decided to scroll through my phone when suddenly Emi called me out.

"Um gurl, is this his bag?" Emi said pointing to the sports bag he left earlier. I almost choked as I nod.

Now's my chance, I thought.

But unfortunately, by the time I lift up the bag I couldn't even walk.

Damn this shit really is heavy.. Is he carrying a bowling ball or sumthin.

I tried as hard as I can to go out and bring it to him. Though I've made it outside all I can do was,

"HEY CHEESECAKE BOY!!"

Shout......

He turned around to see me 3 meters away, trying to catch my breath. He approached me and pat my shoulders.

"Y-you... left your.. bag. What's in it??? A bowling ball??" I said, panting and still trying to catch my breath.

"Dumbells, and thank you even though I was about to take it haha. But thanks for bringing it back." He said as he took his bag.

"Oh and, your coffee's amazing. Just the perfect one to finish my day." He smiled and walked away.

Again I couldn't take my eyes off his back as he walks away. I blinked my eyes and came back from dreamland.

"Soooo?" Emila cupped both her cheeks with her hands trying to tease me.

"What? No I'm not into him ugh please Em just, just do your thing."

"Hey I got the late shift today and you know how un-crowded it is."

I rolled my eyes and get back to my seat. I couldn't help but daydream about "him" while finishing my grande ice Americano. That look from his brown eyes just stays there in my head and his voice calling out my name couldn't stop ringing in my ears.

But seriously what was I thinking. I placed my head above my hands on the table and fell asleep after a few more overthinking and daydreaming.

-end of Chapter 1-