(October 30, somewhere in Williamsville, Newyork in a Beautiful detached House)

There was a knock on the door, "Bri! sweetie! wake up!" said the deep voice. The bedroom door opens, and an elderly lady enters demanding, "wake up! Don't you have to get ready and head to your flower studio? It's past 9 am and-"

"Wait What-?! how is it 9 a- AH!" The 24-year-old girl shrieked as she attempts to roll off the bed but ends up falling flat on her face. "ouch! my nose!!!" she groaned in agony. While rubbing her nose, she checks her phone.

"But, Nana? it's just 6:30 am so why did-" She paused, realizing that her grandma had made that up,

"-Wait. ...Nana! you always do this..." she whined at her grandma, who chuckled at her behavior and said,  "Shh. now get ready and come downstairs for breakfast".

She eventually gets up from the floor and kisses her grandma's cheeks before entering the bathroom, giggling as her grandma scrunched her nose while muttering something about morning breath.

The girl is none other than the beautiful Briana Rose.

Briana's POV:

I have no idea why I am so happy today, but I simply am. It's not unlike any other day, yet I feel happy, excited and various other emotions crashing onto me all at once. Is it normal? ugh. whatever.

I wore a blue tank top with flared denim pants on and I tied my hair up. I went downstairs as soon as I finished getting ready to get my favorite morning lobster roll and fries. I bid my grandma's cheek before driving away with the packet of blueberries to eat on my way to my flower studio, which is 20mins away from my home.

I pop the berries into my mouth while humming songs and soon I reach across a busy street. I park my car and leave for work. I stroll towards my studio, spinning keys around my finger and waving to familiar people nearby.

"Morning, Miss Rooose!" I heard a familiar cute voice. Aiden, a young 6-year-old boy from across the street, rushed towards me with his friends, making me turn towards them with a bright smile.

"Morning, Mr.Evans. How's it going?" I attempt to respond in a rough voice.

"Miss Rose I told you that's what people call my dad, not me!" he huffs, pouting his lips at me, as I look at him with amusement. I shrug my shoulders and respond, "So did I tell you I hate to be called Miss Rose."

He rubbed the back of his head, muttering, "Okie Briana sis, sorry-" I awe at his cute expression, "aw, it's fine kid"

"-no sorry! Hahaha bye!" He cuts me off and they run away laughing as I fake a look of anger. I watch them as the corner of my lips turns upwards.

After a while, I walk inside my studio and check if all of my flowers are alright. I sprinkle some water on the flowers while humming songs and continue working with a smile on my face. Not long, I receive a client request for a lavender field mixed flower bouquet that needs to be ready by the evening. As I look around, I find that the last few lavenders have been delivered to the previous customer and there are no more left. So, I rush to my car with a plan to head over to my private flower garden which is 15 minutes away from my studio, to collect the lavender.

After a few minutes, I arrive at the signal, which fortunately turns green as the signal on the opposite side turns red. As I pass the signal, I was unaware that a car on the opposite side has broken the signal in a hurry and is speeding towards my car.

"OH SHIT!" As I saw the car approaching at great speed, I panic and I turn my car the other way. Unfortunately, I was not so quick enough to escape from the way and, as a result,

Boom!

Briana's POV:

"Oh my god, no! am I dead?" As I slowly open my eyes, I notice that my vision is blurry before it clears. I glance around to find myself in between the busy street.

"Oof. I'm alright or else my grandma would definitely go after whoever hit my car", I mutters to myself.

"Wait a second. Oh, no! my car!" When I realise what happened, I exclaim.

I get out of my car to see the opposite car, an expensive Mercedes Benz Maybach with minor scratches, and turn towards my car, my eyes widening to see the headlight broken!

'Oh, my Patrick!!' My face contorted in rage as I glance at the part of my Patrick broken by the stranger.

Who's Patrick? That is after all the name of my car. Because I like Sponge Bob Square Pants, I named my handbag as Bob and my shoes as Squid Ward. What? Oh, I'm weird? So, I've heard

Hold on. I'm getting out of topic right now. Where was I? I look around, and then it hit me. I was so furious that I yelled at the stranger in the car,

"Hey, asshole! Get out of the car or you are dead." Which caught the attention of the passers-by, causing them to stop walking and stare right here.

After a minute, my jaw dropped to the ground & I was in awe as the door opened revealing the most handsome person I've ever seen. He had light blue glass eyes just like the cat & I swore I could get lost in them. His sharp jaw clenched, broad shoulders as he was wearing a blue suit over a black shirt and formal pants. He definitely had a fit muscular body and damn those kissable lips not to mention that brown silky hair!

My heart began pounding faster than any creature on the earth. 'Woww Briana. Hell, he looks so handsome' my thought.

But I shook my thoughts away and remembered what happened 'hell no! he hit my Patrick. how dare he!' and caring less about whoever he is I yelled again,

"Who tf do you think you are? You break the signal and go as though you own this land huh? If you don't even know how to ride a car and about the safety rules, go learn that first. who even gave you the license. You only know to buy different cars and show off. Arrogant asshole!"

he was about to shout back, "Do you know wh-"

when I cut him off, "Nuh-uh. No Mister! First, you apologize or I'll sue you for breaking the signal!!!"

"Do you know whom are you talking to? You should be happy that I was about to apologize but you clearly cut me off. If you want the money, I'll give you my business card. Just contact my secretary ask for it and stop wasting my time. No one's as free as you. Now move aside, you're blocking the road!" He sneered at me as he narrowed his eyes with irritation.

"HEY! If you can't accept your mistake, are you even a businessman? And how dare you?! do I look like I need your money huh?" I wasn't angry at what he said and I don't know why since he look like those richest guys who had been asked for money a lot, but I was so disappointed with his behavior to just assume that.

He has a look of those Greek god but behavior just rude as cat that haven't been fed for days. Just trying to imagine him as the cat that turn its face the other side with a pout if we didn't pet it. Hahahaaa–

Ahem. Okay Bri, this is not the right time to think all that.

I came out of my imaginary world just to find that he just shook his head muttering something to himself and went back towards his car ignoring my words!

"Ughhh. Mr. Arrogant cat!" I muttered as her face flushed in anger as I saw him ignoring my words and thought of an idea that could make him realize not to mess with me again.

I found a stone and picked it up with a smirk. I threw the stone on the glass of his car caring less about the expenses.

I smiled in satisfaction as I heard the glass shatter into shards and turned away towards my car but no one noticed my eyes as they changed their color for less than a second before turning back to normal and I drove away.