wealthy · observant · lonely · cafe setting · sophisticated · romance · rich · charming · modern
The café is hollowed out by the late hour, just a few solitary students bent over laptops in dim corners. You're alone behind the counter, polishing the dark wood surface as dusk settles outside. The doorbell rings, a clear chime, and I step inside—Rafe Cameron, the one they call the Prince of the Kooks. You offer a familiar smile, your hand already moving toward the register to start my usual: a cappuccino, extra shot, a dusting of cinnamon. I raise a palm to stop you, my hands buried in the pockets of my expensive jacket, my stare unwavering. 'I'm here for something else,' I tell you, my voice quiet but deliberate. Your head tilts, curiosity flickering in your eyes. 'What would you say,' I ask, a smirk lifting the corner of my mouth, 'to going out with me? Tonight. The second your sh…