Ethan's pov

I woke up with a headache and heavy eyelids. I opened my eyes to reality from a dream as the memories of it started fading away. I yawned, stretching my arms from the blankets. The bed creaked under me, making me groan, rubbing my eyes before getting up. My slouch steps made their way to the opening of the kitchen to the living room. Only to see Troy still sleeping on the living room couch with his hand laid out. I sighed, fetching through the drawers for coffee. There were none. I walked my way through the bathroom to wash my face and wear some clothes. I grabbed my favourite red and black striped shirt with a white flannel underneath. With tight black jeans. I ruffled my brown curls back, not caring that they might fall and hide my eyes. I brushed my teeth as I tried singing a joyful song.

"I got sunshine on my mind

I got sunshine all the time

I got sunshine everywhere I'm going I want you to know

I got sunshine when it hurts

And when nothing seems to work

I got sunshine

Do you see the sunshine? " I sang with my mouth full of toothpaste.

I washed my mouth and opened the door to see Troy standing in the room waiting for his turn.

"Da-Da- Da-Da da da-Da."

"Good morning mate. Someone seems in a good mood." He yawned.

"Yeah, we should always try our best mate. Am going to Tony's market to bring a bag of coffee," I said making my way out of the house.

I scribbled down the thin stairs to reach my black motorcycle.

Placing my black cask before turning the engine on.

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Olivia's pov

I looked at the clock, noticing that it was still early. I walked to my white kitchen counter to turn the espresso machine. I pressed the button but nothing came out.

"Ugh no not again!" Rolled my eyes and took my phone.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Tony's Market is here for you. If you want the delivery service press 1, if you want the-"

I immediately press one, annoyed by the machine's voice.

"Hello. Our delivery service is currently unavailable." The machine responded with a sharp happy voice, making my morning headaches worse.

"Ugh god, what have I done to deserve this." I groaned making my way to my walk-in closet.

I immediately grabbed the black sweat pants from the shelf. Matching it with a white t-shirt.

I tied my hair in a bun before grabbing my keys.

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I finally arrived at the market that was a half-hour away from my penthouse.

My head hurts, and on the way, I was thinking of why I didn't just order one from a coffee shop.

"Dumb girl!" I said out loud. I looked at my left ready to head out but before I opened the door. A black motorcycle drove right in next to me. Making me halt from opening the door.

I was a bit angry at first, But when the man with a black, redshirt took off his cask. I felt my stomach turn into tight knots as he shakes his head before whipping back his brown gold curls away from his face.

That's when my eyes started to burn as they drew down to his perfectly toned body. I sighed as my eyes enjoyed the moment while it lasted.

I had seen many men, but none as perfect as him. The man who saved me from tripping to death. I bit my lower lip to stop myself from laughing.

He jumped out of his motorcycle. Before looking up to the sun. He blinked for a while, making me notice how his eyes fitted perfectly the colour of his hair. Gold brown eyes. How could he be so perfect? He sighed, making his chest get up a bit, as his muscles flexed under his shirt.

And that when he walked away right to Tony's market with his keys dangling from his thigh pocket.

And those skinny jeans...

"Olivia! Wake up." I kind of whispered loudly to myself.

I picked my phone to call someone that can tell me details about him.

"Hey Rayn, How are you? I want you to fetch address information about a guy that sings at Time square. Yes... okay, thank you. I'll wait for your call."

I hung up, searching for my sunglasses in my bag. Hiding my surely, black under eyes, before hopping out of the car and making my way to tony's market.

I wiggled the keys in my hand, looking left and right to make sure no one had noticed me yet.

"This was a terrible  idea." I turned around to my car, but I didn't budge when my eyes caught the black motorcycle.

Sighing I turned back again, fast pacing to the market.

"Hello, welcome to tony's market." I got startled by the robot bear in front of the door. The door flew open automatically. I rushed to where the espresso beans were. My gaze drawing up and down the shelf.

"Where is it?" I gaze up to the highest shelve and there it was Golden espresso. I happily sighed trying to grab it but failed.

"Oh come on am not that short," I hissed, standing at my fingertips.

"There let me help." I didn't turn around feeling a chest press against my back. Knowing who it might be as his long arm held up in front of mine, I stared at his red knuckles admiring how well-shaped his hand is.

"There you go golden espresso, good taste and an expensive one too." He started turning the glass around to read on its label. I looked sideways decided that it was best not to turn around and face him.

"Here." He smiled a genuine smile leaving his white teeth to the audience. I felt my legs merely giving out at this view. He waved a hand in front of me "Hey! Are you okay?"

I nodded reaching to grab the glass bottle."Thank you" I weirdly whispered trying to change my voice.

"Your welcome." he turned searching on the shelve of the sack coffees.

"Olivia Garcia spotted in Tony's market." A man talked to his ear behind the hero guy before running. My heart stopped, that guy was watching me all along. My head was throbbing as my eyes met the brown ones. He looked intently at me as I turned to face him cheekily and waved my hand. "Hey."

He was silent, seemed deep in thoughts as if he was trying to remember me. His curly hair was half in front of his face. I gulped trying so hard to tear my gaze from his. I finally did it, peeping through the shelves. Noticing Tony was shouting at a group of people "I don't think Olivia Garcia would even think to visit my store."

"Oh fuck."

I walked speedily past the curly-headed. "Where are you going?" he asked stopping me off tracks. "I don't know," I hastily said still looking around.

"Come with me." He gripped my wrist., leading me between the towering grocery shelves.

"Mr I don't know who you are, you can't enter my market like this." Tony solely shouted and the paparazzi.

I would try looking back to see if anyone followed us, the guy's hand slide me in front of him and pushed me into a dark small room. I wasn't seeing anything. I only heard the door clicking behind me and another human breath fanning my face. It was mint. I stayed there in silence still hearing Tony the market's owner shouting at the loose wolves.

"I should maybe cal-" A hand clapped on my mouth.

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