𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞 {𝐆𝐢𝐠𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐝/𝐘𝐨𝐮} ✔

C H A P T E R F O R T Y - T W O.

It's Going To Be Rough For A While...😪. Y'all know what to do with the comments ⚡

Y/n Pov.

James: "You're late," He said once I entered the bakery. I rolled my eyes and took off my coat.

Y/n: "Oh, I'm sorry I was busy running your company," I snapped making him shut up immediately. I walked to Yolanda and hugged her and did my handshake with Anwar before taking my seat.

Damon: "I thought you were out late last night which is why you came late today," He said trying to stir the pot even more. I removed my sunglasses and placed them on the table in front of me.

Y/n: "Wow Damon, I wasn't aware I had an older sister instead of an older brother," I sent him a smug smile seeing his face fall.

He gossips like a woman, actually, not even women gossip like him.

Damon: "What the hell is your problem?!" He huffed getting angry.

Y/n: "I had no problem. You're trying to stir the pot and you can suck our father's ass all you want, I'm not fighting for his attention, Damon. So shut up, leave me alone and focus on the taste testing. You can go and whine to James about my behavior later." I dismissed the topic making everyone stare at me in shock.

Abel: "Well, looks like we need alcohol," I agreed calling the waitress over.

Y/n: "I couldn't agree more. Can I have a bottle of champagne, the most expensive one, and some...wine?" I asked looking at Yolanda who smiled and nodded.

Yolanda: "I can always trust you to know what I like," I chuckled.

Y/n: "Always," The girl walked away before eyeing me. I sent her a small wave and sat back in my chair. "So, what flavors are we tasting today?" I asked avoiding the looks I was receiving from Bella and Jelena.

I avoided the two sisters the best I could. I only spoke with Anwar and our family members could sense the tension between us but never asked which I was grateful for.

Yolanda: "Well, I called a few places and I remember you mentioning this place a while ago because your mother had your birthday cakes made here," I almost dropped the glass of water I was drinking and looked at Yolanda. "I thought it would be nice to come here...I trust your opinion." I gulped feeling my emotions get the better of me once again.

This woman was too good for my father and I knew it.

Everyone did.

Y/n: "Oh, I-uh-thank you," I mumbled softly.

Yolanda: "No problem, you're like my baby now anyway." She waved me off. I cleared my throat and swallowed the lump forming in my throat.

James: "So we got chocolate, red velvet, vanilla, and rich vanilla." I hummed and saw the girl bring the champagne to our table with glasses. 

Bella: "I've tasted rich vanilla before, it tastes really good," I agreed and handed them all glasses. My hands brushed past Jelena's and I felt my entire body warm-up at the contact. She frowned and looked at me, I could feel her begging me to look at her but I couldn't.

I was struggling to do a lot these days without her being around.

Y/n: "The rich vanilla here is really good. I always ordered it from here, that and the red velvet. The blue velvet is also really good." I handed Yolanda a glass making her gasp.

Yolanda: "Y/n! Why are your hands so cold?" She stood up from her chair and walked to me.

Y/n: "Oh, no reason. I was in the car and the airconditioning must've made it cold or something," I came up with a quick lie.