The young duke was sitting with his hoodie on. He was drinking coffee with his brother. Then he heard the doors of the bakery open. He for some reason looked up. He saw a girl with orange eyes. Orange eyes.. Wasn't that the count's family appearance? He shakes his head. He looked down at his coffee. He must have been staring at the coffee for a while.

"Are you in love with your coffee or something? Why do you keep staring at it?" (Young duke younger brother Cason)

"Be quiet" (Young duke)

I looked up again and I saw the orange eyes girl sit down in the middle. Then she pulled downed her hair and I saw her light orange hair.

Annalise was still staring at her bitter coffee. Why the heck did she order this? 

"My lady!" (Calista said alarmed)

I felt a hand on my shoulder. I saw a buff, old man there.

"Um. Do you need help with something?" (Anna asked)

"Please take off your hand off of miss?" (Calista)

I didn't realize that Calista was placed her hand on the man's hands trying to take it off. The man's face looked ticked off. He pushed Calista aside and she crashed into some tables."

"Are you some kind of noble? Having your slave call you maid!" (The buff man laughed)

I was quite annoyed that she pushed Calista but calling her slave I was seriously going to punch him. I doubt I could beat him though. 

"How about you come to my house sometime?" (The man said)

Yea he is definitely hitting on me. I looked down at my coffee. His hand grips harder on my shoulder. The lady behind the counter trying to stop the violence but the buff man glared at her. The lady seems really scared. I look down at my bitter coffee. I had no choice. I picked up my coffee and spill it on his face.

"AHH WTF." (The buff man)

The buff man trying to wipe it away cursing. I ran over to Calista. She didn't seem hurt or anything. I saw the buff man running to me. My instincts kicked in. I grabbed a chair and threw it. He caught it. Ah, I'm dead.

"You are going to pay for what you did." (Buff man)

The lady behind the counter kept trying to push the man back. I heard someone get up. I didn't think. I grabbed a broken piece of wood which was quite sharp. It now or never. I grip on the wood piece. I saw him walking over to me. He grabbed my arm really hard. I flinched. My body was so weak. Again my instinct kicked in and I closed my eyes. Then someone screamed. His arms loosed than I heard a loud sound. I heard someone yell. I looked down. I saw a dead body. It was the buff man's body. I want to scream but I felt some pity for him. I looked up and I saw a 15-year-old boy looking down at me.