I changed into a simple knee-length black dress with a straight silhouette featuring a long sleeve and pushed my legs into my worn out sandals and left the gate. Later,I got something to eat in my favourite restuarant and left straight to Cakejes & Co(Cakes and co).I swiftly got into my work uniform and started taking orders. All of a sudden, the hallway was filled with chaos and I wondered why. Andries?? What is he doing here?
ANDRIES POV
Johan I want you to investigate a certain girl for me. As I left the nightbar in my Porsche 959,I couldn't stop thinking about that girl. She's the only girl that has ever rejected me.(sighs..) I decided to continue with the office work to take my mind of her and luckily it worked. Johan handed the keys over to me and left my Villa. After a quick shower,Johan sent over the documents I asked for. I flipped through and found out her name was Corrie and she stayed in the Jansen Family but, I wondered why she still needed to work when she's from that Family. Huh...it seems there are some secrets i need to drill...this is getting more interesting. I quickly got upstairs with my phone and got right into the deed with the busty girl Johan sent to me. I was lost in the intensity and accidentally called someone's name....Corrie?? But why would I?? I put on my shirt and gave the girl money to leave as I also went to the balcony to smoke some cigarette. I spent the whole afternoon lounging on the balcony, and I asked Johan to share the whereabouts of Corrie so I could go there. I returned to my room and put on a few comfortable shirts, including a light blue one with a relaxed fit .Then i got in my car and headed to the cake shop.
As I pushed open the door to the cake shop, a bell above it rang out, and I was immediately enveloped in a sweet, sugary aroma that made my mouth water. The shop was cozy, with warm lighting and rustic wooden decor that gave it a charming, vintage feel. But as I stepped further inside, chaos erupted. The girl I was loooking for was already there, surrounded by a group of rowdy children, and the sound of laughter and chatter filled the air. I felt a sudden jolt of surprise and excitement as I took in the scene before me.
The girl looked up and caught my eye, flashing me with a look of disgust as she expertly juggled a tray of colorful cupcakes and a wiggling toddler. I felt a sense of wonder at the whirlwind of activity around me, and my senses were overwhelmed by the sights, sounds, and scents of the bustling cake shop. It was like stepping into a different world, one that was full of joy, energy, and endless possibility. She was looking as gorgeous as ever, In her work work attire as her vibrant blonde curls cascade down her head,her
rosy lips plump and inviting, a sweet smile ahead and her almond eyes shine bright, a window to her soul,delicate features, a masterpiece to behold
A vision of loveliness, a true beauty to unfold.Entering the cake shop, I sparked a frenzy. Flirty gazes flew my way, fueling a playful uproar. Seats were offered, but I opted for a private room, igniting whispers and curious stares. The air buzzed with excitement, as if the playboy had arrived, and yes i had. Sweet treats awaited, but the real show was just beginning!
CORRIES' POV
I flashed him a look of disgust as I sent the orders of my customers to them.
The manager swooped in, greeting him with a charming smile, and offered a luxurious private room. 'Our best service, just for you,' he said with a wink. Andries accepted, and soon, whispers spread like wildfire. My coworkers shot me dirty looks, their eyes screaming 'favoritism!' But I just shrugged, knowing I was about to give this playboy the ultimate VIP treatment. Little did they know, I was the only one on his mind...
As I entered the private room, the playboy sent his order: 'Corrie, mijn schatje, bring me the finest caramel cake, and make it snappy!' He winked, (how the fuck did he know my name) and I raised an eyebrow, my tone a bit more challenging: 'Oh, really? You think you can just click your fingers and I'll come running? Think again, playboy. I'm not your personal candy girl.' He chuckled, 'Ah, feisty one, I like that! I'll take that as a yes, then?' I sighed, 'Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you...' Returning with the decadent treat, I presented it with a sassy smile. But then, he dropped a bombshell: 'Corrie, lieve, I hope you're not expecting a tip... because I plan to pay you in kisses!' I shot back, 'You'll be lucky if I don't charge you extra for putting up with your cheek! He smirked and asked me to sit beside him whilst he ate his treat.
After all the flirting, the playboy finally left the cake shop, but not before he turned back and said, 'Corrie, mijn schatje, you know, I think you're so sweet... I'll be back for a taste test... of you!' He winked and walked out, leaving me stunned and my face burning with embarrassment. But that wasn't the worst of it - as he pushed open the door, he called out, 'And don't forget to wear something sweet... like nothing at all!' The whole shop fell silent, and I wanted to melt into the floor. My coworkers were trying not to giggle, but I could see the amusement in their eyes. I just rolled mine and muttered, 'Well, that was a piece of work...'"