Her younger brother, Jaden, was getting older, and the weight of supporting him after their parents' tragic accident in a car crash six months ago was beginning to feel too heavy. She often wondered how long she could keep up the façade of strength when all she felt was exhaustion and loneliness.
It was then that he walked in.
Alessandro Rossi was a man who had always intrigued her from afar. Tall, dark, and impossibly handsome, his sharp, chiseled features were enough to stop anyone in their tracks. But it wasn't just his appearance that caught the attention of those around him; it was the air of command, the icy distance, and the unapproachable aura that seemed to envelop him wherever he went.
Precious had heard of him, of course. Everyone in New York had. The billionaire heir to Rossi Enterprises was a name synonymous with power, wealth, and cold indifference. He didn't smile. He didn't socialize. And he definitely didn't visit cafés like hers. But tonight, the storm outside seemed to have driven him in, as he walked through the door, shaking off the rain from his sleek black coat.
His eyes met hers for a brief second, and it was as if the entire room faded away.
"Coffee," he said, his voice low and smooth, like velvet.
Precious swallowed, snapping herself out of her daze. She nodded quickly. "Coming right up, sir."
As she prepared his coffee, she couldn't help but steal glances at him. There was something about his presence-something magnetic. He sat down by the window, his gaze not leaving the street outside.
When she handed him the coffee, their fingers brushed. For a moment, she thought she saw a flicker of something in his eyes-something that wasn't just coldness. But it was gone as quickly as it had appeared.
"You're not from around here, are you?" she asked, trying to make small talk, though she knew it was a bold move.
He looked up at her, his expression unreadable. "No. I'm here for business," he replied curtly. "You've got a beautiful place here."
Precious blinked in surprise. It was rare for someone like him to give such a compliment, especially to someone like her. She wasn't used to this kind of attention.
"Thank you," she said quietly, unsure how to respond.
For the next few minutes, the silence between them was comfortable, almost as if they both understood there was no need for words. Then, the storm outside began to intensify, and just as Precious was about to turn to check on the other customers, Alessandro stood abruptly, slipping a few bills onto the counter.
"Keep the change," he said, his eyes locking with hers once more, but this time, it felt different. There was something there-something undeniable.
Before she could say anything, he was gone, leaving only the scent of his cologne lingering in the air.
Precious stared at the empty doorway, her heart racing. The encounter had been brief, but it felt significant. She knew she'd never forget it.
What she didn't know was that this was just the beginning of a whirlwind that would change her life forever.
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