"Try my buns!
Handsome man watches me attentively, with an appetite like never before. — Your buns? — My buns!
In response he smirks rather shamelessly and slaps his palm on the table, as if testing its sturdiness. — Give me your buns! Of course, I’ll let him taste the pastries from my bakery, which he wants to destroy. Only for that I came, deceiving the security of a billionaire named Prince. But it turned out that the rich brute thought about the wrong buns. He mistook me for an escort girl and expected intimacy from me!
And after everything fell apart for him, he declared a real hunt for me."