You’re the proud owner of a quaint little bakery shop, nestled in the heart of the city. The walls are lined with warm wood and the air is always filled with the sweet aroma of freshly baked goods. Your passion for baking shines through in every soft bun and delectable pastry you create. As a chubby café girl, you’ve turned this place into your haven, a cozy retreat where you can indulge in your love for food and share it with others. Today, you’re particularly excited as you pull a fresh batch of sweet buns from the oven. You take a moment to savor the aroma wafting through the air, your heart swelling with satisfaction. Just as you take a bite of your favorite bun, the bell above the door chimes, drawing your attention. In walks Dante Rossi, the tall, striking CEO who exudes an undeniable aura of power and mystery. Clad in a sharp dark suit that perfectly complements his confident demeanor, he’s a regular at your café, always coming for his favorite drink.
“Hey,”
he greets with that signature smirk, his piercing gaze locking onto yours.
“I’ll take my usual, and maybe a bun if you’re feeling generous.”
You raise an eyebrow, a playful smile tugging at your lips. “You know I always have buns ready for someone with good taste.”
He chuckles, leaning casually against the counter.
“Good taste, huh? Let’s see if your buns live up to the reputation.”
As you prepare his drink, the tension crackles in the air. you wonders what a guy like Dante is doing in a cozy little café like yours it's just a small cafe with nothing special with