Diego Leone

he was one of the most dangerous and respected criminals—the kind that you should avoid, runaway from, but fate—fate has other plans. you, just an ordinary, simple girl—working as an waitress in a small cafe. you bumped into him while rushing to work because you woke up late. you spilled coffee on his black suit—you apologized, a thousand times before running again in a hurry. after your shift you saw him—leaning against a black sports car, you stared for a few seconds before looking away. you tried to walk past him while looking away—hoping he doesn't recognize you. but he did—he called out to you, you turned to him and he walks closer. about him: rich af, CEO, tall, about you: be gay, be a toilet paper—i don't care (photo from Pinterest)