Promised To The Alpha Twins – Chapter 40

Resisting the intense urge to buy one of everything, I ordered a blueberry muffin and something called bear claw. I sat in one of the shiny booths, the pink and white seats gleaming cheerfully. Everything in the bakery looked new, from the glistening booths to the large ovens protruding from the counter. I couldn’t help but gaze at the duo running the counter, silently. It was clear they were related, most likely brother and sister. Each had the same sandy blonde hair color, the same full lips. The girl was slim with curves in all the right places, looking out of place in the bakery. I would have expected to see the girl on the cover of a magazine, not in that place. The two ran from the counter to the oven, to the prep tray, to the cash register. Each a whirlwind of energy and determination, while I continued to silently observe.

It had been a while since I finished my muffin and bear claw, wiping the sugary delight off my fingers with a napkin. The large crowd finally calmed down, people leaving the bakery in large groups. Once the two siblings were no longer overwhelmed with customers, I approached the cash register.

“What can I help you with, sweetheart?” The guy turned around, his eyes a stunning shade of blue. For just a second, my heart skipped in my chest. The word ‘sweetheart’ echoed in my head, spoken in a different voice.

she couldn’t make cookies without burning them.” The guy chuckled discreetly, giving his sister a playful look.

her brother a stern look. “You almost burned down the store the last time you tried.”

her baker.” The girl huffed, furrowing her brow at her brother. “Do you know how to bake?”

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ou if we need onother employee.”

tel around the corner. I’ll be there for the next two days.”

wed her brow, wiping off some flour from her cheek. Something shimmered in her light-colored eyes, something akin to concern

ips turned downward in a frown. She and her brother locked eyes, engaging in a silent conversa

ung man shrugged, grabbing a rag and a spray bottle from under the cash register. “If it

contours of my face. “An hour before we open?”

icipation flooded my veins.

e some time to show you the basics.” The girl nodded, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. “I’m Sara, and this is my annoying brother, John.”

th every waking moment. However, I didn’t dare to reveal my real name. The idea of being dragged back to Axel flashed through my mind.

d a smile as I looked between the two siblings.

isplaying a set of gleaming teeth. A smile like that would have once sent butterflies fluttering in my stomach. Instead of butterflies, a strange emptiness had built up in my chest. A gust of cold wind swirled within me, humming through the hole in my chest.

eady filled that position. If you can work hard and bake something edible, you’ll have a job.”

I’ll do my best.” I promised, a hopeful smile spreading across my face.

for a few weeks, but I couldn’t risk depleting my reserve. I made a silent vow as the smell of hearty soup and melted cheeses filled my nose. If I managed to secure that job at the bakery, I would go to the café and order whatever I pleased.

me to snuggle inside. As I slept peacefully, two anguished faces swirled in my dreams. It took me half an hour to set an alarm on the crappy clock provided by the hotel.

m, Liam and Ethan’s faces still fresh in my mind. If they had

into my mouth, the scent of fresh cake still lingering in my mind.

lk. The sky was lit up in shades of blue, orange, and yellow. Five minutes before six, a shiny silver car pulled up alongside the road. Sara was already in uniform, hopping out of her car with her bag in hand.

warming my hands.

nce we open,” Sara huffed. “Getti

f the scent followed her wherever she went, making her smell like a freshly baked muffin all day long. I could think of worse things to smell like, and I wouldn’t mind carrying the aroma of thick frosting and brown sugar.

ts, the pink and white booths shining cheerfully.

ng rush,” Sara called out to me over her shoulder, motioning for me to follow. My eyes scanned every surface of the kitchen. Every shiny metal gadget fell under my gaze. The massive ovens followed by the large refrigerator and freezer. On the metal prep table in the center of the room, there was an array of pastry bags. “I’ll explain as we

and sights of the bakery helped distract me, helping to divert my attention from the black hole in my chest.