POV: IZZY
The next morning, I woke up with regret.
Not because of the bar.
But because I couldn’t stop thinking about him.
Annoying.
And embarrasing
I have just arrived in this place, i can't keep thinking about that man,
I don't even know anything about him, apart from the fact that he has no respect for boundaries
Whatever...
I got dressed quickly and headed to Silver Spoon determined to act normal.
No weird thoughts.
No blue eyes.
And i was determined to avoid such men
Tall,
Intimidantingly handsome and well built
It should be that simple
And healthy.
The moment I walked into the restaurant, the head chef spotted me.
“Izzy.”
What did i do this time??
I blinked.
Panicking within but i had to keep my composure
“…Chef?”
Forcing a simple smile.
He walked over quickl
