My dress is drenched with coffee. I feel numb. Why shit always happens to me! I am going to kill this idiot standing in front of me. Asshole.
He is hot and cute. His jawline is flawless.
Oh My God. Why I am thinking that he is hot. What is wrong with me? I think I need medicines. Coming out of my thoughts.
"You fucking idiot. What the hell did you do? Can't you handle a plate? Or you were planning to soak every girl when she sees you?"
He smiled at my last line. Shit. What did I just say? Soak every girl? Are u mad Stella? Filter your words before speaking! I make a mental note to filter my words.
"So you are also double-minded. Great! You should go to hell. Who gave you permission to work here? Look at the restaurant," gesturing towards the stunning restaurant and then towards him "and then look at you. Who do you think you are-"
"Stella! Oh, my F-ing god!" Rose shrieked when she saw me. Grabbing some tissues she started wiping my shirt. Michael was standing there with his jaws touching the floor.
"Oh my god, sweetie. I didn't know this will happen or I would have-" She tried to sound calm.
"Don't say anything Rose. It's not your fault. It's that idiot's who soaked my clothes with all his coffee and is not bother to apologize." I said pointing and glaring at him who was standing a few feet apart.
Rose went to him and asked him something. He smiled and to my surprise, she also chuckled. What the hell. I rubbed my eyes just to check that what I have seen is resulting or maybe I was daydreaming. Anger boiling inside me.
"Sweetie, go and change. Just forgot what happened okay? It was his mistake." I walked towards her and Michael.
"She has to go home to change and that will take time. We can do-"
" Michael, she has clothes in her car trunk it will just take a few minutes. You also calm down." Rose clarified to her husband.
I quickly went to my car and changed in black leather pants and a white shirt. I hated my clothes in my car trunk because they were too fancy and was kept for the sole purpose of missions. The worst thing about this shirt was that all innerwear is visible. I thank myself for wearing a red lace top inside. I quickly went to the restaurant.
"Come here let's all sit at our table. You look beautiful, Sweetheart." I was about to object but she shushed me and we walk towards our table. I was stunned and also angry. Why in the hell we all including that stupid guy whatsoever his name is sitting on one table concurrently.
" Sweetie, he is Nate. Firstly we brought you here because we wanted you to meet Nate. He is the owner of this restaurant." I gasped when she said the word owner.
"He also hires a chef who cooks for a month or even a year on daily wages. He has contacts with all types of cooks. So we thought that if you meet him then you could tell him about your predilections in food and he can give you the best chef for the same. But by mistake, he dropped all the coffee on you."
"Yes, I was here for the same, miss. But-"
" Stella, it's Stella okay you mister? Not miss! " I snapped
"Then for your information its Nate. N-A-T-E. Okay, Stella?" He yelled.
"First of all, you don't care to apologise for your mistake. Secondly, you are screaming at me. Thirdly, I don't need any of your cooks no matter how good they cook. I am fed up of you even though I met you a few minutes back." I yelled.
The whole restaurant was starring at us. Rose was clutching her head with her hands and Michael was busy staring at his wife. We didn't realise that we both were out from our chairs and yelling at each other.
Not earning extra attention I sat down and order him to sit.
"Say please them only I will sit."
I ignored him.
" I am talking to you, Miss Stella. Are you deaf too." He said emphasizing on the word Miss
"Don't fucking call me Miss." I realized that even I am standing again now. " I hate you mister Nate."
"You guys shut up. Just shut up. Why do you always scream, Stella? Please for a few hours just shut up. I am tired of you all screaming. Everyone is staring at us." Rose said pointing at the crowd.
This is the first time I have seen Rose angry. She sounded like that strict mom shouting on her kids. This is all because of that freakin Nate. I use to love that name before because of gossip girl's Nate but now I hate that name.
"Sorry, Rose," we both said at the same time.
We both, me and Nate were sitting in front of each other. While Rose was sitting next to me.
"Ok, Stella now let's come to work because we only have half an hour till our break gets over. And we need to discuss something important after this." She gave a serious look. I know she is talking about the spying agent discussion.
"Rose, I really appreciate that you care for me that much but I don't need any cook. I will search for a cook for myself. Thank you so much. And I really don't need him as my cook." I said rolling my eyes at him.
"Hey you, I am not a servant okay and I don't work as a cook. I am here so I can suggest someone from my contacts with many chefs. But if you don't need then I am fine. I have lots of work to do and I am not willing to waste precious time-"
"Don't say a word, mister Nate. Even I don't need you or your cooks" I am more than angry now.
"Stop it guys." She again screamed. "Stella, you are taking his help no matter what and you Nate, you are helping her no matter what."
"Stop it guys please just stop it. Stella Nate, please calm down." Michael finally spoke.
"See Stella you really need a cook because half of the time you are busy with work and now you have got new work to do remember that please." She again gave me a look. I somewhat agree with her, after the new mission given to me I have to work and will be out of my house half of the time and I can't manage to cook. My house will blow up if I dare to cook.
"And no one is better than Nate. We trust him, Stella. Please cooperate. And for your information, he will not be coming to your house to cook like a chef. So calm down. He is just here to help us find a cook because of his connections." Michael explained.
"Okay, then I agree. What I have to do? " I eventually agreed.
"You just have to tell me your favourite food and all so we can give you a cook who cooks that kind of food the best. Rose wanted to give you a special cook for someone reason which I completely don't see." He said annoyingly.
I hate this guy. I just hate this guy. I hate guys. All boys are the same.
You called him hot few minutes prior and now you hate him. Wow, Stella, you are amazing.
I ignored his statement. I started telling him about my favourites and all. Finally, after a few minutes, we were done speaking.
He is not that bad.
I hate him no matter what my subconscious says.
"And yes I also need that cook to take care of Oreo, my dog. Till the time she is there cooking which will be almost for the whole day. So you make sure that she is not allergic to dogs or anything like that." I informed.
" I can be sure of that but I can't say that the cook will be she." He said saying the word "she" by using his hands as quotation marks.
"See I beg you it should be she. I don't want a guy. If the cook is not straight then also it's fine. I just don't care but the cook should not be he." I used the same quotation gesture for the words "she" and "he".
"Please, please try to find a female cook. Please." I begged. I can't handle a man. Not anymore.
"Not to my concern, but are you an L?" He asked but to my surprise not with a smile but concern.
I was about to scream at him but Rose spoke instead of me.
"No, she is straight. But she hates boys or man or you can say the whole male gender. Even I am begging you to find a female or else there would be a case of murder soon." she said.
"I will find a female. Don't worry Rose. Stella?" Nate said.
"Yes?"
"Will you please give me your number so I can contact you directly and not waste Rose's or Michael's time? It's completely fine if you don't want to give-"
I shushed him and gave him my number. I don't want to irritate Rose and Michael for it. They have already done so much for me.
I and Rose soon left that place and I made a mental note to only order food from there and never go to that restaurant again and never meet Nate.
A new addition to my enemy list. Nate Hemsworth.
We were out of the restaurant and we're about to head towards our car.
"Stella?" Rose said.
"Yes?"
"Control your language please." She joked.
"Sure, mom" I teased.
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Author's Note
Sorry for the late update but I am really busy with assignments.
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