It Love at First Sight??

The next day, Eve stepped out of her new large bedroom. 'Last Night, I had insisted Leon to take different Rooms. This would play a crucial part in maintaining our boundaries,' she thought to herself. The sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing the room in a warm glow. Eve stretched, feeling the soft fabric of her pajamas against her skin, a luxury she was still getting used to.

As she made her way to the kitchen, the rich aroma of coffee filled the air. Leon, already awake, stood by the espresso machine, his back to her. "Good morning," he said without turning around, his voice calm and welcoming. "I hope you slept well."

Eve paused at the doorway, taking in the sight of him. "Morning, Leon. I did, thank you. This bed is like sleeping on a cloud," she replied, a hint of amusement in her tone.

Leon turned, a steaming cup in his hand, which he offered to her. "I'm glad to hear that. Here, I made you a coffee. I remember you mentioning how much you enjoy a good cup in the morning."

Eve accepted the coffee, the warmth from the cup seeping into her hands. "You have a good memory," she said, taking a sip. The rich, bold flavor was perfect, just the way she liked it.

They shared breakfast in comfortable silence, the kind that only comes with a growing familiarity. As they ate, Eve's mind wandered to the contract, to the act they had to put on for the world, and to the genuine moments they shared when no one was watching.

Eve smiled, touched by his words. "Thank you, Leon. That means a lot to me too."

"I'll be taking you to see Grandpa, He's eager to meet you in person. Hope it wouldn't cause any disturbance in you today's schedule, are you okay to have lunch at Du's old Villa?" asked Leon with Hopeful gleam in his eyes

Eve's heart skipped a beat at the mention of meeting Grandpa Du. She knew how much it meant to Leon and his grandfather, and she didn't want to let them down. "Of course, I'd be honoured to meet him," she replied, her voice steady despite the fluttering in her chest. "Lunch at the Du's old villa sounds lovely. I'll make sure to clear my schedule for today."

Leon's face lit up with relief and gratitude. "Thank you, Eve. This means a lot to me, and I know Grandpa will be thrilled to meet you."

The drive to the old villa was filled with anticipation. The estate was nestled in the countryside, surrounded by lush gardens and ancient trees that whispered secrets of the past. As they pulled up to the grand entrance, Eve caught a glimpse of the traditional architecture, a beautiful blend of history and elegance. 'This is so huge and Rich'.

Grandpa Du was waiting for them on the porch, his eyes crinkling with joy as he saw them approach. "Leon, my boy! And you must be Eve," he said, extending a hand to her. "Welcome to our home."

Eve took his hand, feeling the warmth of his welcome. "I... It's a pleasure to meet you, sir," she said, her respect for the family patriarch evident in her tone.

“When did you both start dating?” Grandpa Du asked the newlywed couple. Eve choked on her food, coughing. Leon patted her back and offered a glass of water. “Here, have some water… feeling better?” Eve frowned, giving Leon a bombastic side-eye. ‘He should have informed me of this made-up story… and what took place two years ago? That’s too much!’

Leon clears his throat, glancing at Eve with a sheepish smile. "Well, Grandpa Du," he begins, "you see, our dating history is a bit... unconventional." He leans in, lowering his voice conspiratorially. "Two years ago, I was at a cozy café for a business deal. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, and I was lost in my thoughts about the contract." He gestures toward Eve. "And there she was, sitting at the corner table, scribbling away in her notebook. She looked like a character from one of her novels—mysterious and intriguing."

Eve's eyes widen, surprised by this unexpected twist. "I was there for inspiration," she adds, her voice soft. "The café was my refuge—a place where ideas flowed freely. And then this handsome stranger walked in, all serious and focused. I couldn't help but wonder what story he carried with him."

Leon chuckles. "Our eyes met over steaming cups of coffee. It was like a scene from a romance novel. I approached her, and instead of discussing business, we ended up talking about life, dreams, and the magic of storytelling." He glances at Eve, his expression tender. "And that, Grandpa Du, is how our love story began."

Grandpa Du leans back, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Ah," he says, tapping his chin, "so it was a coffee spill that ignited your love story, eh?" His gaze shifts between Leon and Eve. "Well, my young friends, I've heard tales of knights rescuing damsels, of secret rendezvous under moonlit skies, but this..." He chuckles, shaking his head. "This is a delightful twist!"

Grandpa Du's laughter fills the room, and for a moment, the weight of years seems to lift. "You know," he continues, "sometimes it's the small, unexpected moments that shape our destinies. A spilled coffee, a shared smile, and suddenly, two lives entwine." He glances at Eve. "And you forgave him, my dear? Just like that?"

Eve blushes, her fingers tracing the rim of her water glass. "Well," she says, "he did have those puppy-dog eyes."

Leon grins. "And she had that writer's wit," he adds. "I was smitten."

Grandpa Du leans forward, his voice conspiratorial. "Remember this, my young lovebirds: Life is a novel waiting to be written. Sometimes, the best chapters begin with spilled coffee and unexpected glances."

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