Chapter 1

(Reminder: The first chapter is in male lead's POV)

"You can't be serious right now!" my sweet brother AKA Travis Cadridge, yelled at me.

I shrugged in return. "Come on, bro. I told you that an important meeting came up, that's why I had to cancel the flight. Since you were too engrossed in the arrangements for your wedding, I had to do it."

He sighed and shook his head lightly. "Fine. What's done is done, all that matters is that you're here now. So don't just sit and watch like a guest, be helpful."

I groaned audibly and asked, "So are you gonna make the CEO do some work?"

He smirked at me. "Only if there's an order from another CEO who happens to be his brother."

Ignoring his cocky reply I sat on the sofa and asked, "So tell me, what do want me to do?"

After sitting across me, he explained, "I want you to take responsibility for the cake and the venue. I can't do that because Hannah wants me to go with her to pick her wedding dress and besides, you've better taste in them than me."

I let out a chuckle. "You're not married yet and-"

"You're gonna end up the same one day, my beloved brother." he cut me off with a smug look.

"I don't see that happening, my life's going so great. Why would I change it?" I stated monotonously. But in the back of my mind, I knew that I was gonna end up the same. Just like him, I'll have to marry a girl who'll be beneficial for the company. Both of our lives were controlled by our dad. None of us ever went against him.

"Okay, I'm going to make preparations for the cake. Do you have any particular bakery in your mind?" I asked him while standing up.

He tapped his finger on his chin and replied, "No, but you can ask Patrick about it. I loved the pastry he offered me last month, its delicious taste is still on my tongue. Hannah and I decided to leave the theme of it up to you." I nodded and scurried out of the hall.

Patrick was more like a family member than a driver to us. Who was now waiting for me in my black Mercedes. After perching in the passenger seat I said, "I must be very lucky to get the opportunity to make preparations for the golden couple's wedding cake, right?"

He smiled at me. "That makes the two of us then."

Turning to him, I spoke, "He savored the pastry you gave him last month. Where did you buy it from?"

With a grin on his face, he replied, "That was from a very famous bakery of here. The owner of that bakery is so talented-"

"The owner makes the sweets?" I cut him off, a bit surprised.

He nodded and asked, "Would you like to take a visit?"

"Sure."

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We stopped at a bakery named 'Sweet Sensation'. The exterior wall had blurred glasses on the half, with some sweets printed on it. Pulling out the door we entered. Freshly made Cinnamon roll's mouthwatering smell engulfed us. It was so appetizing.

There was no one at the counter so I gave Patrick a confused look. In return, he just smiled and called, "Alyne!"

That's when the door behind the counter opened and a very beautiful girl came out. Calling her beautiful would be an understatement, she was far more beautiful than the girls I've seen. Her Raven hair was in a messy bun, some fallen strands were embracing her pretty face. Her alluring strangely luminous hazel orbs were also on me. My thoughts began to be licentious when my eyes fell on her tempting and silky coralline-red colored lips, perfectly contrasting with her porcelain skin. Her petite figure and small waist didn't help at all.

The sound of Patrick's clearing his throat brought me back and I realized that I was gawking at her for quite a bit like a pervert.

"Mr. Evans, it's very nice to see you again. What would you like to have this time? I just finished making Cinnamon rolls, would you like to try some?" she spoke in her sweet voice while swatting the flour off her dress.

He beamed, "Yeah, I'd love that."

I cut him off by clearing my throat. He looked at me and then turning to her, he quickly added, "Make them for two."

She looked at me with a slight surprise but quickly turned her gaze away from me. Nodding to Patrick with a smile, she went back into that kitchen. Is she shy? 'cause I never had a problem with the girls' attention before.

"Stop zoning out and take your seat, playboy." Patrick's voice evoked me that I was staring at the closed door for like 2 minutes.

I hunkered across the Patrick on the table. "Who's sh-"

I was just about to ask him but abruptly stopped myself when I saw her coming to our table with two dishes. She looked a bit tense, her looks say it all.

"I hope you'll enjoy it," she muttered, looking at Patrick. No one ever behaved like that with me before. Girls die to catch my attention, but she's not even looking at me.

I lost it when she was about to leave. I wanted to grab her wrist and pull her back. Since that'd be too forward, I affirmed, "Sit"

She looked at me with wonder as if she didn't believe it. So I added, "Please have a seat, miss..."

"Anderson... Alyne Anderson," she responded awkwardly, still not looking at me.

"So Ms. Anderson, I've something to talk about. If you don't mind, can we discuss it?" I'm cold and ruthless when it comes to business or talking to someone aside from Travis and mom. However, this time, I didn't want to be so formal with her. But that seemed like the only way to make her talk to me.

She sat away from me, near Patrick. I don't know why but I want to punch him right now. Even though I know that he has a wife and two kids, I can't help but feel little jealous of him. All I wanted to do was pull her chair to mine but I knew better than that.

"I'm Tristan Cadridge, I've heard that your bakery is quite famous here so I came here to make an order of a wedding cake for my brother's wedding, If you're free now then we can discuss it," I spoke, sounding as formal as possible.

She looked at me and nodded. "Just a moment please, I'll bring my note and pen." I gave a curt nod in response. Why the hell am I feeling happy just because she talked to me? it's not like that I've got a lack of girls out there.

But none of them ever ignored you like her.

Yeah, that's true. Plus, none of them was even that beautiful. When I saw her coming, I straightened myself and looked at Patrick, who was watching me with a playful smirk on the face.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting." she apologized and squatted on her seat. Looking at me, she appended, "So what will be the theme?"

We discussed for like forty-five minutes. The way she gets absorbed in her work is really attractive. Her eyes got twinkled whenever she got an idea and that was very adorable. Every time she got confused, she put that pen between her pearly teeth and I had to suppress the dirty thoughts in my mind. Surprisingly, I found myself enjoying observing her more than the cake's discussion. I kept explaining the details while devouring those delicious Cinnamon rolls. They were tastier than I even imagined.

We all stood up at once when it was over. I didn't wanna leave yet, I wasn't done with her. All I wanted was to take her with me. When Patrick finished talking to her and left, I approached her and began, "Miss-"

She cut me off, "Actually, it's not mis-" but stopped as her eyes fell on something behind me. Her face paled, making me frown. I turned to see the culprit.

The man who was standing at the doorframe didn't look pleased to see me. Not that I expected him to be. After all, he was one of my competitors in business. But the real question is what she has to do with him?

Taking long strides, he stood up in front of her with a furious look on his face and grumbled, "Why is he here?"

My jaw clenched at the way he spoke to her. "Watch your fucking tone-"

He turned to me and cut me off angrily, "Don't tell me how to talk to my wife !"

WHAT THE ****?!

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