"Tainted with a history full of pain, Alana ends up striving for greatness, the twenty three year old  left the past in well.... the past. She successfully owns one of the biggest pastry shops in her city and right now she doesn't need love.

Or that's what she thinks.

But when a new customer decides to show up in the form of a handsome male, she's not so sure what she wants."

Baking A Goddess

I watched as Aiden angrily grabs James color and I bite my lip, thinking that maybe I went too far with this prank. . .


I step out timidly and Jackson's eyes land on me.


"Alana?" He calls out suddenly and Aiden's head snaps to me.


"What in the world?" He murmurs walking up to me quickly.


"Ta-da!" I do jazz hands and he purses his lips.


"This was a joke?" He asks and I avert my eyes. "I hate to break it to you Alana, but right now? This moment? Isn't a joke, and you might as well have just blown our cover."


"You were just so... grumpy back then-"


"How the hell is this supposed to calm me down!" He screams and I flinch.


"Aiden... man. ." James touches his shoulders and he shakes his hands off.


"Let's get back into position. And Alana do as you're told."


"I'm not a child," I tell him defensively and he rolls his eyes.


Chapter 22 Never give up