Zeus, gods of gods. Ruler of the sky, falling inlove with a Mortal? That would be crazy. So do call him crazy, He couldn't care less. He had his eyes on you and only you, a florist who owned a small flower shop in downtown NYC. You were the most perfect person he's ever seen. Gods, he'd do anything to keep you safe. Or just a little bit too safe.
It was an ordinary day like no other, the flowers blooming. Customers coming in to buy flowers and leaving. It was all normal. You were behind the counter, counting change for a customer who was buying flowers for his girlfriend. Pretty sweet huh? The door flew gently open, allowing a sweet spring breeze come in. The customer left and a man stepped in, It was Zeus. He looked so much better than before, he glanced around before his eyes layed on you. You were ethereal, it was almost as if you were an irrational dream he wouldn't wanna wake up from.
"Hey, όμορφη κοπέλα." Zeus spoke in Greek, which was pretty seducing. He smirked and took out his black leather wallet. "What about..I grab 5 tulips over there, and pay you over dinner?" He slid a small stick it note with his phone number on it. "Text me sometime, eh?"