Chapter two

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I quickly made myself ready for work once I woke up from the satisfying nap. Wearing some skinny jeans, with a black blouse and some light make up I took the familiar short walk to the cafe.

The weather was nice not too warm or cold, which is common in England. It's either sunny then it swaps to rain. I still enjoyed the few sun rays on my skin though.

The Ben's and Nate's cafe, which was the real name of it by the way, was nice and even had food and desserts. I liked that it's not that packed only some regular costumers came here which were more than enough. Because they were from this neighborhood around and had loads of money, so they could afford to have their breakfast and coffees every day here.

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"Five minutes." Nathan reminded me while trying annoyingly to look at what I was doing on my mac.

I had break so I was scrolling through my social accounts and then logged off.

"Alright." I reply while rolling my eyes, him not seeing me of course.

"He has a thing for you." Timothy said wiggling his eyebrows up and down when Nathan left, sittng next to me. Tim was a nice friend and my colleague.

"Nice one, Tim." I laughed a humorless laugh.

"You know what I sense gets true." he teased, a smirk tugging the corner of his lips. He was right but I wasn't sure with this one. Staring at me for a while, it looks like he remembers sonething, before he says, "Have you seen the newspapers by the way?" The tone of his voice caught me off guard, he never is serious only when it's something that matters.

"No, why?" I say intrigued, straightening up.

"Well apparently the gangs are getting more visible and I just told you this so you'll be more attentive and careful." he explains. I smile at that and went to hug him.

He was right, we looked at the newspapers together, there were tremendous news on how deals and such are being held while the police is powerless.

"Okay, don't stress yourself, darling." he said after a while of pointless chatter because he had ended his shift.

"I won't sugar bun." I reply smiling.

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While I was cleaning the counter and arranging some cupcakes, putting them so people could see and buy them the sounds decreased again.  Once I saw the same men from yesterday nearing and then standing in front of me, the people hurried to pay and leave.

"Thank you. Come back soon." I say smiling but the costumers weren't even blinking, speed walking outside.

The way people were acting was leading me to believe these guys were in a gang. I had heard of the rumors but until recently they seemed myths, so I really hoped they weren't true because they were heartless and ruthless, doing anything for money and power. My thoughts were interrupted by a rude voice, "Where's your boss?" the bulky one asked.

As I let my stare dart around I notice the other two were talking among themselves, the raven haired guy looked at me from time to time amused because I was avoiding him and blushing. I just had to get flustered this easy.

"At his office, like he's supposed to be." I dryly remark. A sudden move of his arm made me shriek when he then tossed some coffee cups breaking them in the process.

"Look, curly birdie I don't have time for this s.hit you better safe your smart comments and go call him." he snapped, my breathing pattern got screwed.

I gasped loudly and glared at him, it's not my fault he asks stupid questions at the first place. And I never used smart comments with him.

"Liam, where are your manners?" the handsome pale guy asked Liam in which Hulk furrowed his eyebrows at him annoyed but rolled his eyes when the black haired man raised an eyebrow warningly.

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