The Billionaire's Impulse (18+)

Chapter Two

Quick update: It's been snowing and I'm all for the cold, but this dry cold gotta go! Home-girl is freezing everyday and her skin is getting dry. Any recommendations for dry skin?

PS: I WILL BE WRITING AND USING GREEK LANGUAGE FROM GOOGLE TRANSLATE! IF IT'S WRONG PLEASE LEAVE A COMMENT AND ILL FIX IT! I DON'T MEAN TO OFFEND ANYONE, THANKS <3

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~Eden Rae~

I woke up to a pounding. I would've thought it was someone at my door if I didn't feel an instant pain in my head as I opened my eyes. Headaches are the worst, ever. What's also the worst is not remembering shit from last night, other than me planning on going out.

I saw my dress and heels still on as I sat up, rubbing away at my temples. I already knew I did something stupid, because I always do when I end up drinking. Just trying to remember what it was, shall be the fun part.

It was 3PM on a Saturday, which meant it was coffee day and that I woke up late as hell. Usually I got coffee everyday, but recently I have been trying to get it less for health reasons. I prefer to stay my current 'slim thiccc' as I have grown to appreciate my curves, so I cut back on coffee and some main junk foods.

After showering and changing into my lazy outfit, I decided to grab my bags and head off to the local coffee shop. It was a small tucked away building towards downtown with the cutest rustic inside. The aesthetic was definitely there and so was the coffee. That shit was amazing.

I ordered my typical french vanilla cappuccino with cinnamon and began my research. I had to do a new report on prices in fashion for the past 10 years. It was pretty dumb if you ask me, but duty calls I guess. So does money.

I sipped away at my drink while clicking and typing until the sound of the front door's bell went off and distracted me. I looked up to be met by a man with gorgeous dark hair, and not to mention the body structure of a god. I was totally checking him out unnoticed. If only he turned a little I would get to match face with body.

I was so caught up with staring at him while he talked to someone at the counter, I didn't even realize I placed my cup down at the edge of the table and smacked it with my arm, spilling it all over the table and myself.

"Fucking hell." I sighed and stood up probably gaining everyone's attention.

Of course, I just had to spill my delicious coffee all over me.. in front of a beautiful man. Why was I so stoopid.

"Ma'am are you okay? Here I'll help clean this up." A young boy that worked here said, rushing over to me with towels and a broom.

"Thank you. I'm sorry about this I'm so stupid," I laughed and began wiping at my clothes. Welp so much for having a normal day. "I'll pay for the broken cup hun."

He replied with a not so sure nod and began sweeping up the once blue ceramic cup that was now shattered. As soon as he finished I grabbed my wallet and went to the front counter preparing to pay.

"I really apologize for breaking your cup, how much?" I asked with a hesitant smile.

I felt so awful because that cup was so cute and I'm sure they only have limited amounts for everyone. Why did I have to be the one to break a cup? Why did I have to be gawking at a man I didn't know? Why is my life like this?

I literally ask that last question 50 times a day.

"Let me ask my boss ma'am. I'm not really sure about the prices of items broken by customers," He smiled and walked towards the back.

'Items broken by customers'. Okay you little shit, I get it. I broke your cup... maybe I'm being over dramatic, but what's new.  As I stood there waiting for the boy to return, I turned around and began to stare at the coffee shops little displays. They sold all types of cups, coffee, gift sets, and even little stuffed animals. There was actually a lot of cute items, items I'd definitely be coming back for.

"Excuse me Miss," A deep voice spoke covered in a thick accent, making me jump and turn around.

I had my hand over my heart as it beat a million miles a second. I wasn't sure if it was due to me being scared, or me being shocked by the gorgeousness of this man. The man I was finally able to match face to body. My goodness, someone get  my inhaler before I die.

He had the darkest brown eyes and blackest hair that flowed ruggedly back into a bun, due to his curls. His face was chiseled by God himself and he had the most perfect tanned skin. To say he was perfect would be an understatement.

"Ma'am? Hello?" He spoke again while waving his hand, snapping me out of my trance.

"Yes, yes, oh my gosh I'm sorry you scared the shit out of me. Oops sorry didn't mean to say shit. Fuck I said it again. Oh my god I-"

A small smile formed on his face, making me fall in love with his fine ass even more. "Its okay. I apologize for scaring you. Also, you don't have to pay for the cup, we have plenty and accidents happen. I would like to give you another coffee though, since... well, you have half of your old one on you right now."

"Are you sure? I can pay for the cup. I don't want you to not have a cup and some poor soul doesn't get to have coffee. Do you know what it's like to not have coffee when you want it? It's awful, so bad. I really will pay-" I didn't even notice I was rambling until he cut me off again, making me shut my mouth.

"I swear to you it is okay. You know, you are quite the rambler, it's pretty entertaining." He chuckled, his beautiful shaking head imprinting into my mind.

Bitttttchhhhh.

"I'm sorry rambling is like a coping technique for me. It happens randomly. I'll accept your offer though, I really need some caffeine after last night." I blurted out the last part, as if someone actually cared.

His eyes never left me as he spoke in a different language to his employee, ushering them towards the machine. I was stuck in place, my knees buckled beneath me and I couldn't do shit. My mind began to push cloudy memories to the front, making me focus really hard to figure out what I was seeing.

There was a dark figure on a balcony? I could only see the build and it was definitely one of a guy. This memory was definitely from last night, as this is normal for me to put the puzzle together of what I did when I was drinking. Why is my brain doing this to me right now, a girl just wants to get her coffee and get out of this mans trance.

"Here you go ma'am." The boy spoke up, pulling my attention towards him and the plastic coffee cup.

bOyyyy.

"Thank you, I should get going. I appreciate the coffee and I'm sorry again for breaking your cup," I said to Mr. Hottie with a slight smile while grabbing the coffee.

"No problem Ma'a- Miss-,"

"Eden." I smiled with an extended arm that he hastily grabbed.

"Eden, yes parakalo." (you're welcome) He hummed slowly with a shake of his hand.

I let go, grabbed my belongings so fast and sped out the door.

Oh god.

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Authors Note

HEY,

Hopefully this was okay. I'm currently sick so I am just trying to relax and write. I have plenty of ideas for this story and I'm excited to write about them. GURL stay for the ride okurrr. I hope you are having a great day though!!! Love ya!!!

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