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Kira blinked twice, frozen in place as the familiar chime of the restaurant’s entrance bell echoed through the air. She glanced up from the counter, her hands still sticky with icing, and her heart dropped to her stomach. There, standing as if nothing had happened, was Eva—her childhood friend, the same girl who had vanished months ago without a word, leaving behind broken promises and radio silence.Eva strolled in casually, her designer bag hanging effortlessly from her shoulder, her curly brown hair bouncing as if mocking the tension hanging in the room. She wore a lavender sundress and a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. She walked like someone returning from a short break, not from months of abandonment.Kira’s heart pounded as she stared at her. How dare she? How dare she walk in here like everything was fine?“Hey, Kira,” Eva greeted, voice light and airy, as if they’d just seen each other yesterday.Kira didn’t move. Her face, usuall
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Now back in Kira’s shop, the warm scent of vanilla and cinnamon lingered in the air, mixing with the faint hum of early morning jazz playing from the tiny radio on the counter. Kira was already hard at work, her apron dusted with flour, her auburn hair tied into a messy bun, and a determined look stamped on her face.Yet, beneath that focus, her mind wandered to Cooper—the man who had rushed out the night before with barely an explanation. She’d barely slept, tossing and turning, replaying the moment over and over in her head. Why had he left in such a hurry? What had he seen or remembered?Still, this morning, Kira felt lighter. Something had changed. The dark cloud that hovered over her shop for weeks had finally cleared. The bad reviews that once swarmed the internet like angry bees had disappeared. Her name, once dragged through the mud, was now climbing the ranks again. Her bakery had not only survived—it was thriving. The orders were pouring in, customers wer
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Initially, Cooper couldn’t believe his ears. His jaw clenched, his fingers curling into fists against his sides as he stared at his grandmother with disbelief. She sat there, calm and composed on the velvet couch, her silver hair pulled back into a neat chignon, her eyes piercing into his like twin daggers of wisdom."We need to make peace with the Martinez family," she said again, her voice calm but firm. "Edward Martinez and I have come to an agreement."Cooper's voice cracked as he retorted, "You made peace? With Edward Martinez? Grandmother, they are our rivals. Our enemies!"The room felt colder suddenly. Tension slithered into the air like smoke. Cooper’s heart thudded with anger, but he swallowed it. He always tried to keep his temper in check when he was with her. No one disrespected Grandma Marlene, not even the city's most feared Mafia boss—Cooper himself.Marlene rose slowly, her silk gown trailing the floor. Her elegant presence exuded
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In a secluded, undisclosed location, where shadows seemed to breathe and the silence was almost suffocating, a dimly lit room reeked of stale cigarette smoke and power. A man, cloaked in a heavy aura of authority, sat relaxed but stern on an aged leather chair. He puffed smoke from his cigarette with a face void of empathy, the flickering embers casting fleeting red glows across his angular jawline. His eyes, cold and calculating, remained fixed on the man kneeling before him.The kneeling figure, clearly younger, trembled slightly as he kept his head bowed, sweat trickling down his temple. His posture screamed submission, but his clenched fists betrayed a swelling frustration."You useless idiot!" the seated man barked, slamming his palm against the wooden armrest. The sound echoed like a gunshot.The younger man flinched."You're messing with Mr. Cooper! Do you even understand what that means? He's not the kind of man you play games with. He's a
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For a moment, Kira thought maybe—just maybe—God in heaven had finally answered her prayers. Her heart thudded with disbelief as she stared at her phone screen, her fingers trembling. The sudden rush of positive reviews flooding the online platforms left her speechless. Just yesterday, her world had been crumbling beneath her feet. She had been crying herself to sleep, anxiety gnawing at her bones.Her beloved restaurant—her dream, her sweat, her everything—was on the verge of collapse. The weight of it all had been unbearable. Bad reviews had poured in like an unending storm, accusing her of causing food poisoning, of negligence, of running an unsanitary kitchen. One even claimed that her desserts tasted like regret. The negativity had spread like wildfire, and the damage had been nearly irreversible. Her loyal customers stopped showing up. Even her suppliers started pulling back.Kira clenched her phone, blinking back the sudden tears that clouded her vision. She
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Cooper stormed into his mansion like a wildfire, fury radiating off him in waves. The thick oak doors slammed shut behind him, reverberating through the grand marble hallway. His right-hand man, Blaze, followed closely, his sharp eyes darting around for any sign of weakness. Cooper’s jaw was clenched so tight his temples throbbed, and his fists were balled at his sides, knuckles turning white.The inner sanctum, their meeting room—known as "the Den"—was already filled with his top men, each one inked with the mark of loyalty, their expressions grim and stiff. The air was thick with tension, every man standing in silence, eyes locked on their leader as he entered the center of the room.“You all saw it, didn’t you?” Cooper's voice was low, dangerous, like the calm before a storm. “You saw how that pathetic excuse of a mafia group stormed our compound like cowards in the night and gunned down our men?”The silence broke like glass. "Yes, Boss!" they all roar
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When Cooper decided to help clear Kira's name from the list of negative reviews and accusations following the sudden outbreak of food poisoning linked to her restaurant, he wasn’t entirely sure how to go about it. The incident had caused chaos—dozens of customers claimed to have suffered from severe diarrhea after eating at Kira’s place, and social media was ablaze with criticism. Her business, her reputation, everything she had worked for was crumbling like a dry leaf in autumn.Kira, devastated and teary-eyed, had nearly collapsed in Cooper’s arms when he promised to help. "I know a guy—a lawyer," he said, brushing her hair back from her face with a tender look in his eyes. "Just leave everything to me."She hugged him, her voice barely above a whisper. "Thank you... thank you so much, Cooper. I don't know what I'd do without you."That night, Cooper returned to his penthouse, a place of sleek lines and floor-to-ceiling glass walls that reflected the city lights. He paced across his
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Kira couldn’t understand it—couldn’t control it. Every time she was around Cooper, her heart raced like a drum being beaten in a war zone. The way her breath caught in her throat whenever his eyes met hers wasn’t normal… or was it? She didn't know. But one thing was clear—this man affected her in a way she couldn't explain. There was something about him. Something… familiar. She had tried to brush it off countless times, convincing herself it was just a fleeting attraction. But the more time she spent with him, the more convinced she became that she had seen his face before—maybe in another life or a forgotten dream. The contours of his jawline, the storm in his eyes, the way he moved—it all stirred a strange longing in her chest. And yet… no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t remember where she knew him from. Earlier that day, when the chaos broke out and she’d nearly collapsed from the pressure, he had been there for her. No questions asked. Just like that, Cooper had ste
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Kira couldn’t understand it—couldn’t control it.Every time she was around Cooper, her heart raced like a drum being beaten in a war zone. The way her breath caught in her throat whenever his eyes met hers wasn’t normal… or was it? She didn't know. But one thing was clear—this man affected her in a way she couldn't explain.There was something about him. Something… familiar.She had tried to brush it off countless times, convincing herself it was just a fleeting attraction. But the more time she spent with him, the more convinced she became that she had seen his face before—maybe in another life or a forgotten dream. The contours of his jawline, the storm in his eyes, the way he moved—it all stirred a strange longing in her chest.And yet… no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t remember where she knew him from.Earlier that day, when the chaos broke out and she’d nearly collapsed from the pressure, he had been there for her.
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