Obligations

Obligations, Rules, all things that are written or established as a law had been the lines Isabelle had been living in.

A studious, intelligent, compassionate, and stern college student... meets an older, wiser, more mature, and even more stubborn, man.

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Isabelle as usual was working at her part time job, at the coffee shop.

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"Hello, How may I help-"
She never really looked up at customers, but this one made her jaw drop. It was handsome at it's finest..

His chiseled jaw, tanned LA skin, Raven black hair, and that familiar playboy smirk that seemed to appear on almost all of the handsome men she had ever seen in her entire life.

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She knew her obligations...
but HE was her obligation...