Never Stop Loving You(Jenlisa)(COMPLETED)

Juliet

The gorgeous lady was wearing a black stiletto, as she walked inside the cafe, the clicking sound of her heel booming the serene space.

She looked so intimidating and sexy, especially with that short deep red tight skirt.

All eyes were on her as she swayed her hip to the left and right cat-walking toward the short queue.

My favourite customer was always looking fine, she would pass as a celebrity or model in my magazine.

But today she was stunning, dazzling, charming, drop-dead gorgeous and— gosh is she even a human?

“Hey.” She greeted me with an unmistakably seductive voice, or perhaps I was being delusional.

“Hey...? You look different today miss. Meeting someone?” Playfully I wiggled my eyebrows.

“Is it obvious? By the way, do you like it?” She presented me with a gummy smile.

“Yeah I do! You look great. But—”

“But??” Her left eyebrow cocked up in a demanding way, I had a hard time to decide whether it looked scary or sexy.

“But if I were you, I would not wear something so revealing...” She was crossing her arms upon her chest, leant her upper body on the counter.

My eyes accidentally felt on her obvious cleavage.

“.....i-if I am going to see someone, because my date would not be glad to have everyone's eyes stick on the body of his girl.”

I presented her my signature smile, gently slide a hot cup of cocoa toward her, specifically toward her full cleavage.

Her eyes held sadness before it turned into a warm one.

The tiny smile was always on her face throughout my whole explanation.

As if she already expected that.

“You are right.” She placed ten dollars on the counter, gave me her stunning smile before she took her cocoa then went straight to her usual seat.

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The next day, she walked inside the cafe wearing a baggy yellow hoodie, denim jeans, and white converse.

She looked adorable in yellow.

“You took my advice.” I leant forward, my shoulder slouched on the counter.

“Maybe yes, maybe no...” She copied my action, our faces were only inches away.

My palms were sweating right now.

Her eyes bored into mine with such intensity, as if she tried to read my mind.

“So, do you like yellow colour?” Her fingers played with a string of her hoodie.

“I do! It is my favourite colour!” Almost immediately, her movement stopped.

She was wearing a grave expression.

“Hey miss! If you finished taking the order, would you mind to move aside?!” The guy behind her slightly pulled her shoulder.

That existed the deep furrow of my eyebrows.

I saw her rolled her eyes before she got hold of her already served cup then turned around.

However, she halted on her stand. The lady reversed to the counter.

“May I know what is your name?” Politely, the drop-dead gorgeous lady asked me.

Her face was full of curiosity, hope...and despair.