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I flip through the paperwork of all the things I have to sign to give approval to my employees. My hand cramps, but I ignore it since I want to get through this quickly and get to my break.

I get down to my last paper to sign when a knock at my door interrupts me.

"Come in!" I yell.

The door creaks open and in comes Damon.

"What is it?" I asked as I completed my signature on the last file.

"I was wondering if you'll be up for going to Koala Leafery. I want to get breakfast there anyway since my boyfriend is there." He says as he strides into my office.

"You're dragging me to be a third wheel." I deadpan as I glare at him.

"I know it sounds bad but you won't actually be third-wheeling. You can sit and sulk while I go help my boyfriend out." He states as he leans against the edge of my desk and glances at the paperwork I was just signing.

I scoff, "Fuck off."

"Oh, come on. It's your café too. I think you should check up on it anyway, see how it's doing etcetera." He responds while rolling his eyes.

I sigh and rub my temples before glancing down at my watch.

It read it to be 7:30 am. I guess I could go for a run of coffee right now and nobody's coming in until 9 am so I might as well. I like to come in much earlier than everyone else since everything gets hectic by 8.

"Fine." I give in.

He fist pumps the air, "I knew you would cave, coglione."

"Come cazzo mi hai appena chiamato?!" I boom.

"Nothing! Ciao!" He yells as he runs out of my office and slams the door behind him.

I let out a frustrated sigh as I neatly compile the files I've just signed. I dial in my secretary's number to tell her to come in and collect the files.

As I'm throwing on my suit jacket my door creaks open to reveal Mia, my secretary.

"Hey! I'll be collecting these for you." She says as she grabs the pile and places it in one arm before leaving the office. She stands by the door and gives me a soft smile.

I raise an eyebrow at her confused as to why she is just staring. She quickly gets out of her trance and walks out.

I ignore it and grab my phone and keys before walking out of my building.

During the mornings I work as a CEO of Barachi enterprises, the biggest engineering/technology company in America. At night, however, I'm known as Enzo Barachi. The don of the Barachi Mafia.

My father recently retired from the Mafia business and is now settling down with the rest of my family at our family resident in Italy.

I walk out the glass sliding doors and spot Damon's car in front. I walk over and enter the passenger seat as he begins to drive off to the café.

My phone then rings taking me out of my trance from staring out the window. It was one of my men.

"Si?"

"Capo, he tried to run but we caught him by the café." He states slightly out of breath.

"Bastardo. I'll be there soon, keep him awake." I reply and hang up.

"Guessing he ran?" Damon asks.

"Yea." I simply state as I was already in a bad mood.

We pull up to the café and we both take long strides. Upon opening the door I am pleasantly welcomed by the aroma and aesthetics of the place. The coffee bean aroma instantly hits me as I breathe it in deeply. We walk over to the front and meet Lance.

Lance and Damon started to go out together not too long ago. They both met during a mission. It would seem shocking but every person working in this café is under some form of protection from my mafia. Lance was recruited after successfully completing the mission on hand and even saved Damon's life in the process.

Damon is in charge of the technical aspects of our Mafia, but Lance was a major help in decoding tricky readings. He eventually decided to work less in the Mafia because he wanted to focus on his aspirations of opening a café and his love for music. Koala Leafery was brought by me, but I gave it to Lance to take over with the aesthetics and overall business.

"Hey, babe!" Damon exclaims as he walks over to a flustered Lance.

"H-Hey!" Lance stutters out.

Even though Lance has been working on his stuttering, he still can't help it sometimes. Especially when he's nervous. Damon would punch whoever hurts or insults him for his stuttering problem. Rightfully so.

I'll even join if I had to. Lance was like another younger brother to me.

As Damon and Lance catch up I look around the café and suddenly lock eyes with a pair of hazel.

Her high cheekbones and porcelain skin made her hazel eyes stand out. She seemed to be of Asian descent. Her hair had been dyed in one part white while the other was her natural midnight black color. Her face was round, making her cheeks slightly puffed out. Her body was naturally on the slim side, but you could tell she was toned and curvy.

She is

She seemed to be in the middle of taking a bite from her muffin. My eyes dart to her perfectly plump red lips-

A nudge from my side breaks me out of my trance with her and I scowl at Damon who was asking me what I want.

Just as I was about to reply I heard the woman giggle.

Her giggle was so .

Cute? wtf? Since when did you ever utter the words cute?

I turn to face her in amusement as she slaps a hand over her mouth and a red tint begins to form across her face. She turns around in her seat to focus on what she was previously looking at.

"Espresso." I tell Lance as he nods and starts our orders.

As we wait for our drinks Damon scruffles over to me.

"So you got the hots for someone?" He asks as he wiggles his eyebrows.

"Stai zitto." I reply and glare at him.

He throws his hands up in surrender as he turns back to Lance with dreamy eyes.

Whipped.

I turn my attention back to the girl and before I can do anything, my legs begin walking towards her.

I tap her shoulder as she whips her head around. I take in her scent of strawberry.

She whispers.

I feel my face getting hot all of a sudden.

What the fuck is going on?

I clear my throat and let out a chuckle.

"I'm so sorry, oh my god. I'm Lila Naomi Melennia!" She says a little too loudly.

Then I did the one thing I haven't ever done before since I was 5.

I smiled a genuine smile.

"I'm Enzo Ramon Barachi."

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