Zasha watched as a customer struggled to pick a bakery item to indulge in, she didn't mind how long a customer took in picking something delicious to eat, as long as they purchased something.

Antonio barged into the bakery "I need to you bake a cake."

The minute Antonio's voice landed in the customer's ear; the customer quickly escaped the bakery.

Zasha sighed as she looked up at Antonio.

"I need it in two days' time. It needs to be speculator. Not the rubbish you gave for the engagement."

Zasha felt like his words were stinging her.

"This time it needs a bride and groom. This time it needs to say Antonio and Vera."

Zasha chewed down on her lower lip as his words felt like they were attacking her heart. She shifted her gaze to the door as it opens,she watched Tony step in, Antonio turned his attention to the doorway.

Tony smiled politely at Zasha as he inspected the deserts on display.

"What are you doing here?" Antonio spat.

"It's the only bakery that seems to deal with service from our kind." Tony kept his attention on the bakery display.

"Our kind? Your just the hired help."

Tony didn't take offense "Can I get four of those chocolate swirls please."

Zasha turned her back to the two males.

"Where is my bride to be, anyway?"

"At home." Tony watched as Zasha folded up a small pastel box for the cupcakes.

"Did she get my delivery?" Antonio questioned.

Tony watched as Zasha carefully picked and placed for chocolate swirl cupcakes into the box.

"I won't say it again."

Tony turned his head to Antonio "That was from you? We were wondering who gave her that. Though I thought a smart person like you would know that no boss accepts a gift without a from."

Antonio pursed his lips together even when he tried to act like his father, no one believed him. Antonio didn't have the fear that Mr Tonio had, instead Antonio had the fear of a mosquito. "Vera better be at the church." He turned his attention to Zasha "Two days. I want that cake ready." Antonio stormed out of the bakery.

Zasha placed the cupcake box on the counter as she exhaled her fear.

"Are you okay?" Tony asked.

Zasha nodded "She didn't tell you to apologise, did she?"

"Nope" Tony pulled the ring out of his pocket and placed it next to the cupcake box "Vera knows she fucked up. No amount of apologising can change that."

Zasha looked at the ring "If this was her plan, than why did she have to involve my family? My mum thinks I'm getting married, how do I tell her that it was just a scheme."

"Zasha, I can't answer that for you." Tony pulled his wallet out of his jacket pocket "Hold on to this ring. Figure out your answer." He placed a twenty dollar note on the counter "I think we'd all understand if you do say no." he sighed a little.

Tony loved Zasha; he had grown to wanting to protect the young woman as if she was his very own daughter.

"She told me, she's not out." Zasha absentmindedly spoke.

Tony shook his head "Tommy told me, when we first meet you that Vera was afraid to out herself."

"She said I was her first."

"We've watched Tommy's relationship fall apart; I wouldn't be surprised if Vera was telling the truth." Tony sighed as he picked up the cupcake box "Just think it over, Z. Don't tell your parents anything until you've figured out whether you want to do this or not."