Breathtaking

The cold breeze from outside drifted through the café's open windows, brushing past every patron with a refreshing chill. The café was buzzing with life, every seat occupied.

When Serene noticed someone new entering, her expression turned to one of mild amusement.

Extra visitors were rare, usually limited to those who had a reservation or special permission.

As she locked eyes with the man, Serene felt a sudden stillness. There was an inexplicable familiarity in his gaze, as if he were someone she had been unconsciously searching for.

The man, too, seemed entranced, his eyes fixed on her with a blend of curiosity and passion.

His handsome features, sculpted like a work of art, were accentuated by the soft lighting of the café.

There was an undeniable intensity in his gaze that spoke of depth and untold stories.

Serene's heart skipped a beat, feeling an unusual connection to this stranger who had just walked into her world.

As Serene described the man standing mere six feet away, the soft music playing in the background made their unexpected encounter even more enchanting.

_"In this quiet night, where dreams take flight, 

Two souls meet by chance, under soft moonlight. 

Whispers in the breeze, secrets that it keeps, 

Eyes that tell a tale, a promise that it speaks."_

Serene's heart resonated with the song's words, each line amplifying the connection she felt with this stranger.

The café, bathed in the glow of dim lights and filled with the fragrance of fresh flowers, seemed to cocoon them in a world of their own.

The music, the ambiance, and the electric feeling in the air all seemed to conspire to make this meeting unforgettable.

_"In the still of night, hearts begin to find, 

A rhythm in the silence, a dance of the mind. 

With every glance we share, a story comes alive, 

In this café of dreams, our spirits start to thrive."_

Serene couldn't bear to look into the man's eyes any longer. Killian, exuding confidence, walked further toward Serene.

He stood there, looking at her blankly for a moment, before finally shifting his gaze to the floor.

Serene took a profound breath, quickly reminding herself that she was the owner of the cafe. She gathered her composure and, with a mix of politeness and curiosity, addressed Killian in her usual voice.

— "Sir, do you need to ask something?"

Killian was taken aback by Serene's voice. It was peaceful, just like her name, a stark contrast to her usually playful personality that she reserved for Lady Bellaruby.

As their eye contact continued, Killian answered in his husky, deep voice, carrying his own dominating tone.

— "I need to ask many things."

Serene's gaze widened, sensing the depth behind his words. The way Killian spoke sent chills down her spine.

She tried her best not to look away, but his intense stare made it challenging.

Summoning her composure, she spoke again, her voice steady yet curious. Serene replied shortly, her curiosity piqued by the man's presence.

— "You want to ask, but I didn't get it, sir."

Killian, standing just two feet away, observed her closely.

Serene could see his features clearly now—he was pathetically handsome, a fact that only added to her nervousness.

She gulped slightly, trying to maintain her composure while waiting for his response. Sensing her unease, Killian leaned in slightly, his voice low and intimate.

— "Are you the owner of the cafe or one of the employees?"

— "Yes, sir. I am the owner!"

Serene replied, her voice steady despite her racing heart.

— "But why did you enter the cafe? I still don't get any idea."

Killian's gaze remained intense, his expression unreadable.

— "You seem desperate to know!"

He remarked, a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. Serene felt a spark of defiance rise within her.

— "Shouldn't I? It's my cafe after all, and it's surrounded by so many rules."

Killian, not missing a beat, responded instantly.

— "So you accept that you have made a lot of rules which make no sense."

He had been waiting for this moment, prepared to challenge the very foundation of the cafe's mystique.

As he met Serene's gaze, it became clear to him that she was indeed the same owner Lana had spoken of six months ago. Serene raised an eyebrow, intrigued and slightly amused.

— "I wonder, who are you to decide that?"

Serene's playful sarcasm caught Killian off guard, a smirk playing on his lips in response.

— "Killian, I am! From France, my lover had recommended me this cafe!"

He replied, his tone laced with a hint of mischief. Serene arched an eyebrow, her sarcasm matching his.

— "So you are that person?"

— "Who?"

Killian feigned innocence, though a glint of amusement danced in his eyes.

— "The one who wrote a letter!"

Serene teased, her eyes twinkling with amusement. The tension thickened between them, each moment stretching into an uncomfortable silence.

Killian felt as though he had been caught red-handed by Serene's piercing gaze.

— "I did."

He admitted, breaking the silence.

— "And I'm sure you read it too."

Serene's response was calm but pointed.

— "Yes, Mr. Killian, I did. You seem to have quite a bit of curiosity about my cafe, don't you?"

— "I really didn't understand your cafe. It seems... usual, compared to others I've seen."

— "Usual?"

Serene repeated, her tone laced with skepticism. She fixed him with an unwavering gaze, prompting Killian to reconsider his words.

He realized that Serene's intuition was sharper than he had anticipated, and her probing questions left him feeling unsettled.

Deep within his heart, Killian sensed that this was no ordinary cafe he had stumbled upon. There was an intangible quality about it, something special that eluded his understanding.

As Serene spoke in a tone just slightly softer than his own, Killian felt a subtle shift in the atmosphere, as if the air between them held the weight of unspoken words.

— "You didn't introduce yourself, Sir."

Serene remarked calmly, her words carrying a gentle insistence.

— "Then I would like to tell you why my cafe is being praised by everyone in the town and why it's so special for customers."

— "You know my name already though."

Serene paused, allowing her words to linger in the air before she revealed her own identity.

— "I am Serene Yamada from Japan."

She declared with a sense of quiet pride. Killian listened attentively, his gaze locked onto Serene's as she spoke.

Despite the simplicity of her words, he couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to her than met the eye.

Killian's inquiry cut through the air, his tone laced with a genuine curiosity as he sought to unravel the enigma of Serene's cafe.

— "Tell me one thing, what is the reason for creating such a rule for your cafe?"

Serene met his gaze with a steady resolve, her own expression guarded yet contemplative.

— "Didn't you want to explore my cafe? Then why are you asking me, Mr. Killian?"

She countered, her voice carrying a hint of challenge.

— "Because everyone already explored the cafe but me, I want to know about your cafe, but from you. The creator knows about things more than the people who have used it."

Their eyes remained locked in a silent exchange, the tension palpable between them. But Killian pressed on, his determination unyielding.

— "I want to know the story of your cafe before exploring it on my own. I have read it somewhere, before getting to know about something new; firstly take those people's reviews who already have seen it or know about it more. Then you go and know the things in your way."

Despite the weight of his recent heartbreak, Killian found himself drawn to the warmth of Serene's presence, to the promise of discovery that lay within her cafe's walls.

— "There are so many things about the cafe. It wouldn't be easy for you to know!"

Serene remarked, her finger tracing patterns on the desk's surface.

— "Nothing is easy."

Killian replied with unwavering resolve, his gaze unwavering as he met Serene's eyes.

In that moment, he was certain that he would unravel the mysteries of her cafe, that he would delve deep into its story and uncover the secrets hidden within.

The atmosphere

The cafe

The music

The conversation &

Lastly

The girl

Unfortunately,

all was breathtaking!