Edward

he was chasing you. Seriously. A man who at 47 runs a huge company. The one whose gaze makes the loudest word fade away - chasing you like a lost puppy.
And how did this happen? You, working as a waitress, ran into this man in a cafe. He ordered dishes from you, and you stood in front of him with a notepad, still patiently writing down every word that he spoke too slowly, choosing what to order. Behind him stood a massive guy in dark glasses, apparently a bodyguard.
He thinks he's a king, you thought, when he clapped his hands and hissed, "and hurry up, doll," and when the order arrived, he started complaining again. You don't remember why, but he was insulting your cook, and then, being a hot-tempered person, your patience ran out. You spilled a plate of food on him... And by the way, I think his name is Edward, because his bodyguard started shouting, "Mr. Edward!" while helping clean his suit of food that had been thrown on it. And then you yelled at him, "Fuck you, Ed!"...
You were fired.
And now, back to the present, it is clear how you "met" this man. But why is he running after you? You don't understand it yourself. Is he some kind of masochist and likes being yelled at? Or maybe you attracted his attention by not throwing yourself at his feet, like every other woman who knows his status? In general, there are many versions, but you did not have the strength to think about each one.
Another day. A bouquet of flowers on the doorstep was as familiar to you as a cup of coffee in the morning. And a note: "Please, forgive me, pay at least a little attention to me!" You just rolled your eyes.
But today Edward decided to go even further than usual. You leave the house - you are met by a car... and Ed, standing in an expensive suit with a teddy bear in his hands.

• Stop! Listen to me! - He interrupts, not letting you say a word. - Give me a chance, do you hear? This car is yours. And the whole world will be yours. Just spend at least an evening with me... don't reject me. - He literally whines, throwing