Filed To Story: Dumped by Scumbag Adored by Billionaire
Mic Jamie’s is a popular and expensive cafe that even getting a common coffee is always done with reservation prior to the D-day . Even though the place’s always buzzing with people, it was a quiet and peaceful place suitable for discussion.
But surprisingly enough when I stepped in there wasn’t a single customer save the staffs who immediately recognized my presence .
I walked behind the waiter who was directing me to my seat while I stared curiously at the empty seats wondering why they were not resuming business today.
“We’re here ” The waiter announced and I was momentarily stunned when I saw we just stumbled upon a garden.
It was obviously expensive getting a seat reservation talk more getting an outdoor reservation in Mic Jamie’s. Was this guy truly ignorant of the expenses or was he simply squandering his money?
Even though I wasn’t comfortable with this unmerited luxury but I had to appreciate it. The flowers was so beautiful that I thought I had stepped into another world all together. The alluring and intoxicating scent from the flowers calmed my nerves at once, what sort of garden is this?
I immediately wanted to inquire from the waiter only to discover he was already gone during my appreciation of nature session. I groaned, was this some sort of hide and seek game?
The flower garden was designed like some sort of maze so I was momentarily dazzled and confused where to start until I heard an instrument playing in the background.
I followed the direction of the sound only to find myself staring at Eden who was immersed in his music.
With his back turned to me I decided to remain mum and watch him play effortlessly on his violin.
Every movement of his was careful, skillful and a masterpiece, his music was calm, gentle but there was a hint of sorrow in it as if mourning for a loss. The bow glided over the string skillfully creating a heart wrenching note that made my heart quiver.
So bewitched was I with this scene that my heart skipped a beat when he suddenly turned only for our eyes to lock. His gaze was so dark and haunting that I felt like I was being s**ked into an endless abyss.
He pinned me with a fierce gaze that made me feel stripped of my clothing and thoroughly exposed before him.
My heart picked up speed when he suddenly dropped his instrument on the table and pranced over to me while I stood stuck to the ground.
He stopped right of me, his gaze unwavering while I had no chance than to stare back. He slowly lifted his hand and placed them both on my cheeks sending static shocks to my body.
“You’re late” he murmured, his voice low and breathless.
Now talk about me
His hands seem to scald my skin cause I felt incredibly hot.
“Traffic ” Came the only reasonable excuse I could come up with . I felt like I’ve being charmed by this eye candy in front of me.
Truly the handsomeness gene runs strongly in the Sparks family but when it comes to comparing Eden and Niles in terms of look, the difference was truly clear.
Niles would be termed God’s perfect creation, there was hardly a flaw on the man. His beauty’s manly, rugged with the right hint of attractiveness infact the man exudes dominance and sexual masculinity wherever he goes. He’s the perfect Mr tall, dark and handsome and a born leader.
Unlike Eden’s attractive look which would be regarded as effeminate. Though he had an attractive built but it was second to Niles so he often had to make it up with his dressing.
Today he’s wearing a blue b**ton down long sleeve floral shirt that had a standout floral design on the shirt front matched with a perfect white slack with his hair a messy spiky quiff that made him exceptional stand out today creating a cool and serene look on him.
His hands on my cheek were smooth and void of callouses unlike Niles who wasn’t lacking rings on his fi**gers infact the guy seems to have a variety of rings for each moods and occassions.
Please don’t ask me their symbolics.
He slowly let go of my cheeks as if whatever charm I had on him was gone leaving me a teeny bit dissapointed.
“You were running late so I had to keep myself busy” He said and I had to guess he was taking about the instrument.
“Oh ” Was all I could mutter as he offered me a seat.
Hardly sitted, a steaming cup of coffee was placed in front of me and the rich scent waft through my nose leaving my t***ue salivating for a taste.
Strange enough, I’ve always kept my guard on around Eden for unknown reasons, maybe because the guy’s crafty as a fox unlike Niles who would rather go head-on than using ‘underhanded tricks’, so he calls them.
In summary, Niles could be called Thor while his cousin would be the mischevious Loki. The other strong and independent while the other foxy and manipulative.
A slow chuckle startled me leaving me with no choice than to focus my attention back on him
“What’s Funny? “
“I like you ” he confessed without blinking an eye leaving me stunned until my eyes narrowed at once.
Is he playing mind games with me?
“You can read me very well. You might not say it but I can see it in your eyes “
“Is that a good thing? “
“Depends ” he blurted out
“On what? ” I asked curiously
“If you’re mine”
His blunt confession stunned me and in a haste to escape this heavy and awkward atmosphere . I rushed my cup of coffee and not only scalded but choked on my drink.
I spouted and coughed uncontrollably until I felt a hand on my back soothing but not exactly comforting me, well you could say criticizing me.
“This is what happens when your emotions get the best of you ” he lectured staring at me eyeball to eyeball.
He smirked slightly when I looked away but inwardly I was exasperated. Now with my t***ue burned, I could no longer enjoy this once in a lifetime opportunity of tasting the Mic Jamie’s Coffee.
Just the little sip I took left me speechless, it was so rich and tasteful that I felt like I was sipping sunshine.
I frowned, feeling so aggrieved.
I looked up when I felt a hand slowly lift my chin only to meet a pair of blue eyes.
I hardly registered what was going on until I felt a soft flesh p**ss against my l*ps. As if that wasn’t enough, my l*ps were pried open as a lukewarm liquid went down my throat some sipping down my chin.
My eyes widened when his t***ue slid into my mouth forcefully as I struggled against his grip but it seem the more I struggled the more excited he became.
His grip on my waist tightened while I was p**ssed against my seat with hardly any space to retaliate.
When nothing seemed to work, I decided to shut down so I stopped struggling and remained limp allowing him to ravish me, until he couldn’t sense any response in me did he let go.
He snorted wiping his l*ps with the back of his hand as he asked “So how was the coffee? “
The question hardly escaped his mouth when I drew back my arm and gave him a s**ker punch.
He staggered backward for a while, disbelief written all over his face until a smirk curled on his l*ps once again.
“Smart woman” he murmured before he spat “You’ve got quite a punch there “
I glared at him but it seem he took delight in my misery and distress. He chuckled applauding me for my bravery.
“it’s being long since someone made my day and because of that consider your debt fully paid with interest “
And as a matter of fact, my phone rang and I opened the incoming message only to receive an alert that my account has being credited with fifty million dollars.
Being shocked was an understatement, I was numb of all feelings. I stared at Eden who was delirious with laughter, was the rich really this wasteful?