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*all the warnings*

"I have a venti blonde roast with cream for Troye?"
"That would be mine."
I looked up at the man in front of me and the world seemed to stop. He was a beautiful creature, to say the least in a tailored suit with soft brown curls strayed across pale skin and piercing blue eyes.
"Take a fucking picture, it will last longer." He growled as he grabbed the coffee out of my hands and slipped out the door.
Little did I know that I would be working for him soon, in more than one way.