RED

Chapter 1

🍒 CHAPTER 1 🍒

Confrontation

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         IT WAS around four in the afternoon when Crven Meyer came to personally visit Luther Bayard at his coffee shop for the first time.

His car vibrated due to the immense force that he unconsciously channeled into the machine as he slammed its door closed. He wasted no time advancing to the café and swinging its glass door open, with all his might, that it almost flew to the open.

Crven was never a gentleman nor was he the patient type. Moreover, his mood has not been in its top condition for over a week that he could care less about anything apart from that  motherfucker.

The bustling shop went mute upon his entrance. The customers paused and stared in awe and shock at the majestic creature who appeared to have descended from the celestial realm and suddenly emerged in the store.

They gaped at him. Bewitched by the man's otherworldly beauty. He was like an angel who came to bless them with visual pleasure. Amidst the daunting and intimidating atmosphere that he hauls, the people opted to wallow in his glamour.

The calm and relaxing atmosphere that the shop offers tensed upon Crven's appearance. And further severed when he glared at the bawling child who must have sensed his ominous ambiance. The newborn's mother immediately hushed her baby.

Crven was frowning as he searched for an employee. He looked like someone who was ready to throw hands at whoever would dare disrupt his focus.

"You." The unlucky waiter named Hephaestus, who was about to make his escape, flinched upon the threatening announcement.

He didn't do anything. But it felt as though he was caught red-handed. I'm fucked.

As smoothly as possible, he spun his body and forced himself to smile at the unwanted guest. 

"Yes? Is there anything I can help you, sir?" Ignore me, I beg you. He pleaded to the heavens.

Hephaestus does not have the fondest memory about the visitor as he was the person who almost shut the business of his ever-so-kind-and-generous boss down and almost caused him to lose his only part-time job. The last thing he wanted was to be involved with him.

"Take me the fuck to your boss." In the most demanding and condescending manner, Crven ordered.

The corner of Haest's lips twitched. He can't help but comment on his authoritarianism.

Has this guy ever heard of good manners and right conduct or just basic formalities?  His professionalism nearly dissolved at his rudeness. It was a good thing that he had a high tolerance toward garbage.

He could not fathom how his boss was able to withstand such trash of a bastard for more than two months. Yet he concluded that maybe his boss was just an extremely wonderful person. Someone who's extraordinarily kind beyond his comprehension.

"Our boss is busy at the moment." Maintaining his business smile, Haest lied in vain.

Crven scoffed. He grinned as if Hephaestus had just spouted the most ridiculous words ever known to exist in human history.

Crven took his time approaching him. He was like a lion who was about to charge at his cornered prey. Each step that he takes is oppressive. Enough to shrink the poor employee and have him retreating unconsciously.