things.
I needed a plan, but before anything else, I needed to kick some ass. I decided to get to the site myself and see what the ruckus was all about. When I made up my mind to do something, there was no way I would let anyone hamper me from achieving my goal. I tied my messy hair up in a bun and decided to look into the matter at hand.
As my car entered the driveway of the orphanage, I found two guys talking to the guard. There was a part of me that knew that it was wrong to judge people so quickly, but my heart was so sure that it was the corporate guys who had come to demolish this beautiful place.
I got out of the car and went to them.
“Hello mister, what brings you here?” I asked politely.
“May I ask who you are?”
“I’m Lacie, and I’m a part of this orphanage. What makes you carry your asses down here to spoil the beauty of this abode?”
“Hey! We have permission. We are not the ones that are doing anything outside of the legal boundaries. It is your fault that you never checked the contract with your manager,” the shorter of the two men said.
“It is best if we don’t discuss any confidential matters with her. We don’t know her,” the other man said, clearly in order to stop the conversation.
I kept looking at them with my mouth wide open. I couldn’t believe that they had the audacity to talk to me like that. That orphanage was a significant part of me, and I had been actively involved with those kids for the last five years of my life. Losing that place would be like losing a limb, and I was not ready to let it go without a fight. I knew what losing your parents was like, and I wasn't going to let the orphans lose what they had together as family—if I could help it.
“Take my word, mister—this orphanage will not be yours, not now, not tomorrow,” I objected sternly. I meant business and I was going to let them know.
“We will see about that!” the shorter man said.
I was about to lose my temper when I heard a voice from somewhere behind me.
“Don’t argue with them. They are not worth it.” I looked around and saw a tall, handsome looking man standing right behind me. I gave him a detailed look and couldn’t stop myself from admiring him. His jaw line and chiseled face were absolutely flawless. He had light green eyes, but they looked dark, almost black in the absence of light. His blonde hair and white skin made him striking enough that he looked like a living dream. He was wearing a black blazer and a pair of faded jeans that imparted a dapper appeal to his ensemble.
“Ah! I will, but—,” I said while peering at him.
“Don’t!” he stopped me halfway and I listened. For a moment, I didn’t say anything. I just kept looking at him with my dark eyes.
“You had a long and rough day,” he said, which was more like a statement rather than a question. “Let’s get a cup of coffee,” he said and crossed the road to me. There was a café nearby, and he started to walk towards it. I looked at the men who were standing in front of the orphanage, and they both looked at me with questioning faces.
That moment, I had an option—I could either walk away and prepare a strategy to save the orphanage, or I could cross the road and have that cup of coffee with a complete stranger.
If it would have been any other day, I would have gone and done something else. But it wasn’t like any other day and I wasn’t my usual self. So I did what I had never done before. I crossed the road to him.
Chapter 2: Almost Stranger
As I entered the café, a strong aroma of fresh coffee beans being ground and brewed from inside the kitchen welcomed me. Although the café was just a two-minute walk from the orphanage, I had never gotten the chance to visit the place before.
I saw him waiting for me at a table that was facing the street. I passed him a smile and sat in front of him, looking at the orphanage. The only thing that was between me and the world outside was a thick,
I needed a plan, but before anything else, I needed to kick some ass. I decided to get to the site myself and see what the ruckus was all about. When I made up my mind to do something, there was no way I would let anyone hamper me from achieving my goal. I tied my messy hair up in a bun and decided to look into the matter at hand.
As my car entered the driveway of the orphanage, I found two guys talking to the guard. There was a part of me that knew that it was wrong to judge people so quickly, but my heart was so sure that it was the corporate guys who had come to demolish this beautiful place.
I got out of the car and went to them.
“Hello mister, what brings you here?” I asked politely.
“May I ask who you are?”
“I’m Lacie, and I’m a part of this orphanage. What makes you carry your asses down here to spoil the beauty of this abode?”
“Hey! We have permission. We are not the ones that are doing anything outside of the legal boundaries. It is your fault that you never checked the contract with your manager,” the shorter of the two men said.
“It is best if we don’t discuss any confidential matters with her. We don’t know her,” the other man said, clearly in order to stop the conversation.
I kept looking at them with my mouth wide open. I couldn’t believe that they had the audacity to talk to me like that. That orphanage was a significant part of me, and I had been actively involved with those kids for the last five years of my life. Losing that place would be like losing a limb, and I was not ready to let it go without a fight. I knew what losing your parents was like, and I wasn't going to let the orphans lose what they had together as family—if I could help it.
“Take my word, mister—this orphanage will not be yours, not now, not tomorrow,” I objected sternly. I meant business and I was going to let them know.
“We will see about that!” the shorter man said.
I was about to lose my temper when I heard a voice from somewhere behind me.
“Don’t argue with them. They are not worth it.” I looked around and saw a tall, handsome looking man standing right behind me. I gave him a detailed look and couldn’t stop myself from admiring him. His jaw line and chiseled face were absolutely flawless. He had light green eyes, but they looked dark, almost black in the absence of light. His blonde hair and white skin made him striking enough that he looked like a living dream. He was wearing a black blazer and a pair of faded jeans that imparted a dapper appeal to his ensemble.
“Ah! I will, but—,” I said while peering at him.
“Don’t!” he stopped me halfway and I listened. For a moment, I didn’t say anything. I just kept looking at him with my dark eyes.
“You had a long and rough day,” he said, which was more like a statement rather than a question. “Let’s get a cup of coffee,” he said and crossed the road to me. There was a café nearby, and he started to walk towards it. I looked at the men who were standing in front of the orphanage, and they both looked at me with questioning faces.
That moment, I had an option—I could either walk away and prepare a strategy to save the orphanage, or I could cross the road and have that cup of coffee with a complete stranger.
If it would have been any other day, I would have gone and done something else. But it wasn’t like any other day and I wasn’t my usual self. So I did what I had never done before. I crossed the road to him.
Chapter 2: Almost Stranger
As I entered the café, a strong aroma of fresh coffee beans being ground and brewed from inside the kitchen welcomed me. Although the café was just a two-minute walk from the orphanage, I had never gotten the chance to visit the place before.
I saw him waiting for me at a table that was facing the street. I passed him a smile and sat in front of him, looking at the orphanage. The only thing that was between me and the world outside was a thick,
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