The Between Two Brothers
Eagle and Clarissa

Three Weeks Before...

In a bistro that sells a variety of appetizing cakes, Clarissa Moretti comes to the bistro. The girl who works as a designer of the Morr fashion house seemed to choose - choose cake. And choose a beautiful cake with white cream and strawberry on it.

"It's strawberry right?" ask the bright brown girl.

"Yes Miss, this is strawberry."

"Okay, this one and a capuccino with chocolate topping."

"Good Miss."

Clarissa paid for her food and sat in a chair by the window. While enjoying her capuccino, the girl's brown eyes saw the man before her reading a book.

For Clarissa, today, it is rare to see people reading a book that is completely out of paper because the average must be from a cell phone, iPad or Tab. Men who read real books according to Clarissa is so sexih.

Perhaps feeling seen by Clarissa, the man looked up and the girl pretended to see the view of London from behind the window so as not to be caught if she noticed the man.

Clarissa glanced over from behind her capuccino and was amazed by the man's eye color. Oh my God, his eyes are so blue. Clarissa was used to working with male models who were no less handsome than the man but either because Clarissa really liked the man who read the real book, she became a kepo.

The man swept his gaze and both his eyes looked towards Clarissa who was blushing her face as the man smiled while nodding his head politely. Clarissa replied with a small nod. The man went back to reading his book while Clarissa had to neutralize his pounding heart.

Seriously! You are used to meet many people, walk on the catwalk, why are you given the same smile as the man, you are like a teenager in love! Clarissa grumbles in her heart to condemn her more youthful behavior.

To relieve her nervousness, Clarissa cut the cake and started eating it. The girl's face was shocked when she felt an illicit taste in her mouth and body.

"Sorry, are there pistachio nuts and almonds?' ask Clarissa.

"Yes Miss."

"Not strawberries?" ask Clarissa to panic.

"Sorry Miss. We got the wrong topping..."

Clarissa's face turned red and she knew she had the effects of the two nuts on her body. Her breathing began to feel heavy and all she knew was a man saying to her ...

"You're allergic to peanuts, aren't you? We're going to the hospital now!" The man carried Clarissa and carried her into a car that had been opened by her driver. Clarissa simply stared pusingly at the man who was hugging her.

"Hold miss. We'll be arriving soon to rumha's sick. Hurry Vin! He's got a peanut allergy!" the man gave the order to the driver.

Clarissa's brown eyes tried to stay open but all she saw was a pair of blue eyes that were very blue and looked shady.

Oh my goodness, Cla... Inhale... When you think of those blue eyes ...

Ten minutes later they arrived at St.'s hospital. Thomas and Clarissa, who were unable to walk, felt her body being carried by the man and heard the man screaming.

"Where's doctor? This girl is allergic to peanuts! Something is!"

Clarissa smelled a fragrant perfume that she knew was Bleu de Chanel. The intoxicating perfume. Wait I'm not anaphylaxis because of a man's perfume!

Clarissa felt her body placed on top of the gurney and the nurses rushed to give her epinephrine. After that Clarissa went on a call.

***

Clarissa awoke after a short sleep and the first person she saw was her cousin Alessandro Moretti.

"Ale..."

"How does it feel? Is it still crowded? Thank goodness you were immediately taken to the hospital for two dangerous cursed nuts! Where's bistronya? Let me sue!" alessandro's panicked tirade was called by the hospital when his cousin was on the IGD.

"Still ... messy..." Suddenly Clarissa dyed. "Which blue eyes?"

"Blue eyes? Who's the blue eye?" alessandro was confused.

"The man who brought me here. Where's she?" ask Clarissa while sitting down.

"Who?" Alessandro dyed in IGD's room. The tall man came out and looked for a nurse. "Excuse. Who brought my cousin here?"

"Oh good gentleman. She looked panicked when Miss Moretti was exposed to anaphylaxis."

"His name?" alessandro asked impatiently.

"Nobody of you asked me what his name was?" nagel Alessandro's upset. "What about CCTV? Can I see?"

"Sorry Mr. Moretti, unless you're a cop, you have no right to see our CCTV."

"Guardian!" alessandro is upset.

***

"Who brought me here Ale?" ask Clarissa when Alessandro comes back.

"Nobody knows and no one asks for his name! Brengseeekk!" grunt the man.

"But it looks like he's a rich London man."

"What do you mean?"

"The car... Bentley, Alessandro."

Alessandro scrunched his forehead. Almost every rich Londoner has a Bentley but who took Clarissa to the hospital? I got to model Cinderella, looking for the guy with Bentley right?

"Hopefully I can meet him again. Because I think he's a very sexy blue-eyed guy..."

"Where are you with me?" seductive Alessandro gets Clarissa's shot.

"She's a different sex, a smart one. Try it in this day and age rarely see a man reading a book and it's a real book out of paper!"

Alessandro just patted Clarissa on the head. "You're the nerd."

***

A month after that...

Clarissa met a client who was about to hold a fashion show in Tokyo. The promoter met at RR's Meal in London's West End. Clarissa knew to dine at this restaurant had to order at least three Weeks in advance for dinner and her client had already ordered since a month ago.

The girl had already ordered for no almond or pistachio related food. The waiter gave the menu without the two nuts.

***

Kitchen RR's Meal

Eagle read a note from one of his waitresses who asked for the menu order no almonds and pistachios. Somehow he remembered the girl he helped while experiencing anaphylaxis in the bistro where he used to calm down.

"Who's this customer, Diana?" ask Eagle to waitress who gave the memo.

"The woman has brown hair and wears a green dress along with three Japanese, Mr. Mccloud. It seems to be talking about business" Diana replied.

Eagle nodded then walked out the kitchen door and saw the girl he helped almost a month ago chatting up what he saw as Japanese businessmen.

"Eric, who's at table ten, which side's the order?" ask Eagle to his head waiter.

"From Japan's Cleo and Marie Claire magazines, Mr. McCloud."

Eagle McCloud nodded then walked over to the number ten table.

"Good night. I'm Eagle McCloud, chef and owner of RR's Meal. Are you from Tokyo?" greet Eagle with fluent Japanese.

Clarissa looked up and was surprised to see who was coming.

The Blue Eyes!

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