I'm awoken by the sound of my alarm once again blaring as I'm desperately trying to reach it. It's about time I got up anyway, thankfully today was rather nice outside so I can walk down to my favourite coffee shop and get some work done. I have 3 days to give Mr. Knight a full analysis of my next big idea and believe me I know the process theirs the drafting, writing, editing, preview, design, and publishing but these processes takes months to complete. This morning I've been productive.

I showered went on my morning run, did some exercises and yoga at home. I then change into some comfortable clothes and take my laptop with me as I begin to walk to my favourite coffee shop. I then stood in-line as I'm about to order I check for my wallet. I don't want what happened last time to happen again. "Hi Miss, what can I get for you?" this lovely petite young lady says to me "may I get a black cinnamon coffee and one caramel pumpkin spice cheesecake," I said as she begins to prep my order as I search to find a place to sit.

"When your order's ready will call your name," she says as I walk over and sit near the window. Lucky me I got one of the best seats. I then spot a rather tattooed man walk into the store. I wonder if it hurt to get all of those. As I take out my laptop, I see my coffee and cheesecake being placed on my table. I look up to see the same tatted man" they called your name a bunch of times, so I brought it for you" he says in a very husky voice. I blush deeply in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, thank you," I say as he takes his coffee and goes to sit. I look back at my laptop in frustration.

The worst thing when it comes to writing a story you want to be passionate about.... Is writer's block. Yeah, even the best of us gets it but getting out of it takes a lot of imagination and trial and error. I then let out a sigh and ruffle through my hair. hmm... I need some inspiration "umm... excuse me" I say to the really tattooed man "may I ask you a few questions, I'm writing a book and I was hoping to get some inspiration" I say as he lets out a deep husky laugh "sure what do you want to ask."

We spent a few hours together his name's Jax Manson he's actually a professional boxer, he is 29 years old, he has a story for every tattoo on his body which was so fascinating and when I asked him if it hurt, he told me the first few he ever got then after that he just got used to it or just never showed that it was really hurting him. I also asked him about his personality what's he like since I really feel like the development of the character, I'm designing for the story I'm working on might really be inspired by him. Also, it turns out his mother is a famous author named Lynette Veronica Manson I was wondering why his last name sounded so familiar.

"Thank you so much for your time, you've really given me a lot of ideas and inspiration." I say as he smiles "I haven't had this much fun in a long time. How about this I take you to my mother's, authors convention tomorrow" he said...that's such an amazing opportunity. "That sounds great," I say as he enters my number into his phone.

Suddenly were interrupted by the sound of someone clearing their throat, we look up to see none other than Mr. Knight himself. "Annalise," he says in a deep voice causing me to shiver "M-Mr. Knight funny meeting you here" I say trying to clear up the atmosphere "Brother," Jax says as he glares at Ace. "I have matters to attend to Annalise I should go," Jax says and without a second thought he picks up his things and leaves.

"What is he to you," Ace says in a deep and alarming voice "H-he's just a person I met" he glares at me "Keep it that way," he says sharply. "How did he even know where we were" ... oh, shit did I just say that out loud "He had paparazzi following him and when they saw you both sitting together. Well, you know the rest of the story...let me drive you home" he strongly states in a way that told me I had no option.

*5 minutes later*

After a silent drive, we finally arrive. "Thank you for driving me," I say just before I leave, I feel him grasp my hand causing me to turn and look deep into his mysterious eyes. He instantly lets go then drives away. My heart beats quicken as I felt the warmth of his hand on mine.

I should just go to sleep I have a big day tomorrow.

Ace P.O.V

Seeing them together in the picture made my blood boil... she was always meant to be mine and that's exactly how I'm going to keep it. After dropping her home, I had a sudden urge to go back. But first I need to have a little family reunion, after driving for nearly 15 minutes, I get to my mansion as the gates open for me. "Sir, we have a visitor. It's your brother he's in the kitchen" my butler Edward says to me as I nod my head. Of course, he'd be there.

"Brother! What a pleasant surprise by the way you're all out of milk" he says as he pours the remaining milk into his cereal bowl. "Stay away from her," I say with every ounce of anger. He almost chokes on his cereal "when did my brother ever fancy a girl let alone one who doesn't whore for publicity and just for your information, I already have my eyes set on one" he says as he winks causing me to clench my fists "Just stay away. This one is mine" I say as I walk past him shouldering him in the process "Sheesh what got your panties in a twist."