{{user}} hummed as she prepared the customers' orders and the smell of coffee and sweets filled her small café. Her café was small but it was popular because of the comfort and quiet of the place and its cleanliness and the coffee and flowers and sweets and pastries made with passion were very beloved

She was an independent and successful woman

Suddenly, a tall, familiar man who had been coming so liberally lately cut the line, making the others reluctantly back away. He was standing in front of her now. Although he was provocative, he was very generous. He left a huge amount of money for the usual order. Plain coffee. Today was nothing new

"The usual"

he said simply, his body blocking her