Chapter 4

Aurelia's POV

He descended down the stairs, he looked handsome as always. His hair falling over his face, his blazzers fitted him perfectly, his buttons were threathing to burst out of that shirt of his.

He undid the first two buttons, revealing a silver of his crisp white shirt, every part of him looked like sin. I finished making his coffee and I greeted him with it.

“Good morning sir” I said nervously approaching him. He studied me carefully, he probably noticed that I was dressed in the same clothes as yesterday.

“Good morning” he replied.

“I… m… made this… for you” I stammered. 

“I am in a hurry, let's go” he said instead.

Maybe he prefered having his coffee at the coffee shop.

“Pls sir… as a token of my gratitude” Silas glanced at me, I know he doesn't need a token of gratitude, he is a billionaire. But he took it from me.

“Thanks” he muttered taking a slow sip. My eyes followed his movement. I always made his coffee, but I was as nervous as hell.

Silas eyes widened, he must be surprised that the coffee tasted exactly like the one he gets from the coffee shop.

“Did you make this?” He asked an obvious question.

“Yes sir” I answered.

“Are you the one that makes the coffee at the coffee shop?” he asked again.

Should I tell him that I make his coffee exceptionally because I have a crush on him. That sounds so absurd.

“I make the coffee at the shop” I replied.

“It's good” He complimented and I almost blushed. He was complimenting the coffee not me, I knew that.

In a few minutes, Silas dropped me at the exact same spot he picked me from last night.

“Thank you Sir Silas” I said.

He wanted to say something, but he restricted himself and he just drove off.

He could have said ‘you're welcome’ I thought.

“Wow! That's a guy you've got there” Dita said as soon as I walked into the coffee shop.

Did she really think that? I am so beneath him.

“No Dita, he was helping me out, I am not in his class anyway” 

“Okay” Dita answered and we carried out with the day's work.

All along, I thought deeply. I was sastisfied with what I had. I didn't like Silas because of his wealth. I liked him because of a reason I do not know.

He wouldn’t even see me in that manner, I argued with my thoughts. Men like Silas would generally prefer hot and sexy women, not a coffee shop girl.

I served dilligently all through the day and at night, I went home.

A part of me wished Silas would come to take me again, I knew that was too much, but a girl can dream right?

I was welcomed with a heavy slap by her mother, my face reddened instantly.

“You stupid girl” my mother yelled.

“Sorry mum” I muttered.

“Didn't you know you ought to come clean up the house this morning, lazy pig”.

I didn't say anything, instead I went to take a broom and started cleaning up the house. Tears threatened to drop, but I didn't let it.

I was used to this life, why was it hurting me now? Do I feel like I deserved more?

Next day at work, my face was still swollen, I wore a face mask to cover it.

Silas arrived at his usual time and I hurried to serve him.

“Remove your face mask” he said.

I couldn't do that! Everyone would see my swollen face. 

“I can't sir”

“Are you the girl from yesterday?” He asked

He wasn't intrested in seeing my face, he just wanted to confirm if I was the same girl from yesterday, he could have asked for my name, but it didn't matter until now.

“Yes sir” I nodded positively. He took a gentle sip, confirming the taste of the coffee. He would only believe it's mine judging from the taste.

I was doing the dishes, Dita's younger sister ran into the shop, she was in a lively mood.

“Hi Sister Aurelia” she greeted.

“Hi Eva”

“Guess what?” Eva being her usual self said.

“I am not in the mood for guesses Eva” 

“Our maths teacher got fired” she said excitedly.

“Are you supposed to be happy about that?”