~Celine~
Two weeks later
“Grr! Grr!”
I threw my hand aggressively to the side of the bed, hitting the top of my alarm clock.
“Urgh!” I groaned as I opened my eyes and had a long, satisfying stretch. I laid on my back and stared at the ceiling blankly.
“Another day to be who I’m not.” I muttered, yanking the sheets off my lower body.
I don’t feel bad that I’m pretending to be someone else, I mean, who doesn’t pretend some time in their lifetime?
Being Jessica Hale has been the best decision I’ve ever made. Here in Beacon city, no one knows who I am. I’m just some lone wolf trying to earn a living.
After running away from New York City and got here, I rented an apartment, got new IDs, some new wigs and even outfits that are totally different from what I’d wear if I was still Celine Gomez.
I had enough money to do all these all thanks to my sweet one night stand. I was shocked to find out he doubled the money I asked for, and I’m indeed grateful.
I guess he was really into me.
Getting out of bed, I walked to my wall and smiled softly. On the wall was a picture of Alpha Kilhan which I retrieved from the internet. I printed it out and pasted it on my wall so I can see his face everyday when I wake up.
I missed him. And I know it is stupid of me to miss my one night stand, but I can’t help but think about him. Even though he has probably forgotten about me.
He made me feel good. Our time together was spent like we were a couple. It felt like we did have feelings for each other.
I lifted my hand and traced my finger on his face.
“Blame my stupid father for scaring me away from you.” I mumbled as I looked away.
I had less than an hour to get to the coffee shop I now worked at. Working at the coffee shop at first was pretty exhausting but soon I got used to it.
Though I still had some money left from Alpha Kilhan’s, I couldn’t just sit at home and do nothing.
I hurried into the bathroom to freshen up and prepare for the day. After a few minutes, I was out and I began to get dressed.
I picked my uniform which was a red Polo with the name of the coffee shop, ‘The Small Mouth Coffee Roasters’ inscribed on its chest.
I wore Jeans pants and picked a tag with my name, attaching it to the chest of my uniform. I combed my hair and packed it in a ponytail, sprayed my body mist and also put on my white sneakers.
Faced by my reflection in my mirror, I looked cute but needed my final touch. I reached for my face cap and nose mask and put them on.
Though the people of Beacon City had super powers in minding their businesses, I still didn’t want to take a chance. My father doesn’t give up easily.
Throwing my tote bag on my shoulder, I picked up my scooter keys. Don’t be surprised, Alpha Kilhan’s money helped me get so many useful things.
Getting out of my apartment, I hopped on my scooter and rode down to the coffee shop.
I got to the Coffee shop five minutes before the resumption time. The shop was already opened which meant my boss, Mr. Norway was around.
“Mr. Norway. Good morning.” I greeted immediately when I saw him.
Mr. Norway happens to be a lone wolf like me. Since he lost his pack, he worked hard to fend for his wife and only son.
“Jessica! Good morning!” He answered with excitement and vitality.
“Is there a special occasion today? You seem pretty excited.” I added as I dropped my bag behind the counter and began to clean.
“Yes. My son is coming back home today! He’s coming to pay us a visit!” He answered happily.
“Wow, that’s great news, Mr. Norway.”
“Thank you, Jessica. I can’t wait for you to meet him. He’s visiting the shop first.”
I nodded and smiled widely. “I can’t wait to meet him too.”
Mr. Norway has never stopped talking about his son to me. How proud his son was making him. All these kept making me regret the kind of father I have, but at the same time, I am happy for him. He deserves the best.
After cleaning, I got to work. Customers began to come in, and I got busy preparing their orders. I was the only worker at the moment, so I had so many work loads on me.
“Two iced Americano coming right up!” I uttered, keeping my smile real. Some customers waited in the shop to have their coffee, while some preferred to take them away.
“There you go.” I said to the young woman, passing her the coffee cups.
“Thank you.” She answered and turned to leave.
Just then, another customer walked in. A familiar customer at that. A boy probably in his late teens. He is the most annoying customer ever. Anytime he showed up, he was always talking too much, doing too much. More like a Brat.
‘I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s a rich Alpha’s son.’
“Hi, good morning. What can I get you?” I asked, trying to keep my anger hidden.
“Actually,” he moved closer to the counter, resting his hands on it. “Can I have you instead?” He asked with an idiotic grin, revealing his set of yellow teeth.
“We are not doing this today. Are you getting coffee or not?” I asked, rolling my eyes. I know what I would have done if I was still Celine Gomez. He would have never tried this sh*t with me.
“Fine! I’ll get one, after you answer my question. Why are you always putting on that cap and nose mask?” He further questioned, and I heaved a sigh of frustration.
“It’s none of your business. Please leave.” I answered, staying as calm as I could ever be.
“C’mom, baby girl. You know I feel you. Why do you keep acting so hard to get. I can take care of you, take you away from this wretched shop into a more comfortable office…”
“Or I can throw you out right now if you don’t shut up.” A young man interrupted him from behind. I looked up to see who this man was, and he didn’t seem familiar. He was tall and had a pretty face.
“But…”
“One more word and you’ll regret coming into this coffee shop today.” He cut him short firmly, moving closer to him like he was going to throw a punch to his face.
Muted in fear, the boy turned to leave angrily. “I’ll report both of you to my father!” He yelled as soon as he got to the door.
“Of course he’s a spoiled child.” I mumbled, shaking my head in disgust.
“Thank you, sir.” I said to the young man, and he turned to look at me with a smile on his face.
“It’s nothing. Someone had to put him in his place.” He answered and I nodded in agreement.
“What would you like to have, sir?” I asked, pointing at our long menu on the counter so he could select from it.
He chuckled and bent his upper body to read through the list carefully.
“I want it all.” He uttered, and I creased my brows in confusion.
“What?” I asked in awe, and he raised his head to look at me.
“I said I want it all.” He retorted with a grin, making me speechless.
‘Is he toying with me right now?’ I asked myself. I wasn’t sure if I could take him seriously or not. It was the first time I got such an order.
“On it… I guess.” I answered; and just then, Mr. Norway walked out of his office.
“Xavier! You’re here!” He called with his eyes widened in excitement.
“Father.” The young man answered with a chuckle. He walked to the back of the counter where I was and hugged his father rightly.
‘So he is the son. He must have been teasing me.’ I thought as a hearty smile formed on my face, watching them reunite.
“Hi Jessica. It’s great to finally meet you.” He uttered, stretching forth his hand in a handshake.
“It’s nice to meet you too, Mr. Xavier.” I answered, shaking his hand.
“Just call me Xavier. Don’t make me feel old.” He retorted, and I chuckled softly, nodding my head.
“Okay, Xavier.” I answered, and he nodded, his eyes glued to mine.
“Come on, boy. Let’s go do some catching up. You’ll have all the time to talk to Jessica later.” His father teased, pulling him into his office.
I smiled and bowed slightly as they both walked away. I adjusted my nose mask, keeping it on when I sighted something in the hands of one of the customers that drank coffee.
With my brows furrowed, I stormed to the man without thinking, my eyes locked on the paper he had in his hands.
“Can I please see that?” I asked, and he gave it to me.
My heart sank to my belly when I saw my face on the paper with WANTED ALIVE written boldly on top of it.
My eyes widened as I looked at the bottom of the papers and saw a reward of $10,000,000 and a phone number to call if I was seen.
“What the f**k?!” I cursed under my breath.
‘Why would he put a f**king bounty on me?!’