Amilia pov:
This is fucking stupid!Since she arrived she's done nothing but made my life harder. More work, more hours, less time to complete projects given, told to redo schedules and paper she assigned.I'm on thin fucking ice with her and it's pissing me off. She barley speaks to me, makes dumb fucking remarks, and waves me off every time I suggest something."Yo! Amilia!" A finger snaps in front of my face pulling me from my thoughts. Looking up I found Max's happy face staring back."Sorry, I was distracted." I closed my computer and gave him my full attention despite not wanting too."Whitlock?""Whitlock.""I see. Well we're about to go to lunch. I was gonna see if you wanted to join." He pointed a thumb over his shoulder with a pudgy smile. He was a bigger guy but he was really sweet and lovable."Sure. I'd just have to check with the devil first." I scoffed, standing up as I make my way to her office."Good luck soldier." He saluted me and took an elevator down to where the others are I'm sure.Knocking on the door twice I heard a quiet 'come in' from the other side. Pushing the door open I found her standing and looking over some files in hand. She was facing away, her front facing the large glass window that looked over the city."Ms. Whitlock, I'm gonna go to lunch." I tried to leave but she stopped me. I was hoping if I said it fast enough I could just leave.JUST LET ME LEAVE!"I didn't approve of it." She closed the file and tossed it on her desk, keeping her body facing the window."Right, but it's lunch and I need food so... I'm gonna go." I tried again but she stopped me by snapping her fingers.The same guy as before comes out of fucking NOWHERE and shuts the door, keeping me trapped in the room with this shark. She spins around and faces me, her arms crossed over her chest as she walks to the front of her desk. Leaning against it she looks me up and down carefully.Watch yourself asshole-"Don't you look pretty." Her deep voice sent a chill down my spine. I hated to admit it but she looked good today.Black pants and vest with a navy button up with the sleeves rolled up to her forearms. She had a few rings on her fingers, a watch, and oh god there were veins traveling up-"No response today?" She chuckled. I totally spaced out, fuck!"I'm not something for you to ogle at Ms. Whitlock." I cross my arms and keep my face neutral. She smiled and pushed off her desk, stepping closer to me.She circled me. I could feel her eyes undressing and redressing me in seconds. Stopping in front of me she reached out and gently grabbed a lock of my hair and let it fall between her fingers."That's a real shame... I'd stare all day if I could. Then again I wouldn't get any work done now would I, Ms. Singh?" She was so close, I could smell the mint in her breath and feel the heat from her body."Can I go to lunch or not?" Keep your cool Alex, she ain't shit, she's nothing."Sure, as long as I can join." Her deep chuckle made my stomach feel queezy."Why? You don't need to join me at lunch?" I scoffed. As if I want you dining with me, let alone this fucking close."You've piqued my interest." She grabs her coat and pockets her phone. Opening the door she holds it for me and motions out of it."Shall we?"________This is stupid, this is so fucking stupid, this is dumber than jumping off a building! Fuck! I'm at lunch with her and it's fucking dumb.We took one of her luxury cars and had someone else drive it, we're at a fancy restaurant in the back. This woman won't leave me the fuck alone."You look a little red there Ms. Singh." She stared at me. That same fucking position as the meeting. Face in her palm, leg on knee, I want to punch her in the face."I'm fine..." I stabbed my veggies and took a bite of it, ignoring the way she smiled at me."Tell me about yourself." She sipped on some wine, her eyes locking onto mine."No.""Ouch, couldn't you just share your favorite color?" She set the glass down and took a bite of her steak."No." Simple answers are key. Maybe if I annoy or piss her off she'll leave me alone."Do you have a problem with me?" She sipped her wine after, her eyes holding mischief."I don't like you." I firmly said. This made her chuckle and pat the table."Why is that?" She called a waiter over to fill her glass again. Stopping him, she took it and inspected it closely."I think you have a huge ego and think that you're entitled to things when you're not." I bit into the chicken and almost moaned at the taste. Holy fuck this food is good."What things am I entitled to then?" She arched her brow and leaned forward. She smelt of earthy cologne and alcohol, it made me shiver."My time, my effort, hell even this fucking lunch right now. You also blow off meetings and miss paperwork making me have to show up and finish them for you." I stabbed my chicken harder than necessary."I'm a busy woman." She smirked, her eyes seemingly turning a bit darker... weird."Not busy enough if you're wasting your time here." I take a bite of my food and smirk at her. She smiles and leans back in her chair, one hand still on the table."You're not a waste of my time, darling." Her accent leaks making the same queasy feeling in my stomach return. I was gonna retort about how I'm not and that this doesn't matter but we were cut short by a man approaching our table."Azy! Hey, we have that meeting to go too." He had tan skin and light brown eyes, he looked really pretty for a man."Have Lilith handle it." She waves him off, her eyes never leaving me for a second. What is her deal!?"Lilith is out... so that leaves you. Let's go." His voice went from cheerful and playful to dark and serious. Turning her gaze to him she scowled and got up."I'll see you soon Ms. Singh, oh, and reschedule my 5 o'clock. Thank you." She flattened out her suit jacket and left with the man.Did she just stick me with the fucking bill!?Whitlock pov:"Wanna explain who your new toy is?" Claudio smiled and filed his nails, ever the prissy man. Pulling a pack of smokes from my coat I take a cig and light it."She's my assistant." I let a puff of smoke out. Lifting a brow he reached over and took the cig from my mouth."That's weird, usually they're married or from clubs. Why her?" He took a drag and let it out, a smile playing on his lips. "She's fun." I take the cig back and stop in front of a back alley door. He opens it for me and follows behind.It was a nightclub full of horny sweaty bodies everywhere. The music thumped in my chest as I moved towards the back. The doors to a room open up and reveal three men tied down to chairs and some of my workers waiting."O-oh hey Az-""Where's my money Johnny?" I blow a cloud of smoke into his face, making him cough. He smiled through a bloody and beaten face, what a fucking waste of time."I-i have it- I swear! Please-""You said that last time, John." I shed my coat and h
Amilia pov:Fuck!I'm stuck doing this shitty meeting because Whitlock has a 'more important' thing going on in her office. I truly hate listening to these old men talk, especially when they think I don't know what they're saying.Keeping my anger in check I just take notes into my computer to keep me from strangling them. Thankfully it was over within an hour. Leaving, I pack my things and take the elevator up.I'm gonna give her a piece of my mind!Busting through her door without so much as knocking I caught sight of other people in here. Well it was one person but still."How was the meeting?" She gave that same cocky smile."Annoying. You should really start doing them yourself." Going to her desk I drop a stack of papers off, my eyes cold towards her."Why? I can have you do it." She pulled her lip between her teeth, biting her plump lips."I'm not doing it again." I kept myself firm."You're my assistant and I pay you." She narrowed her eyes. She was fucking with me, that's all
Amilia pov:"No way!""Shhh!""Has anything else happened?!" Max sipped his milkshake, he had wide eyes at my confession."No, she's been busy all week. When there is a moment for us to talk about it, someone interrupts it." I sip my tea irritated. Is it so hard to get 1 minute with her?!"Are you guys gonna date?" He looked excited but I laughed him off."Fuck no. At best I'll just fuck her." The waiter came and dropped the bill off to us."Aw, you guys would look cute together." He grabbed it and paid, I wasn't gonna stop him."Gross. Everytime I'm around her I want to strangle or punch her." The image of her cocky smile pissed me off."Sounds like love to me." He chuckled. Getting up we left the restaurant and headed back to work.There are three things I know. 1, I'm not dating that asshole. 2, I'm gonna try and manipulate that son of a bitch, see how much money I can get out of it. 3, use her as my booty call. If all goes well then these should be easy to accomplish.Saying goodb
Whitlock pov:Pulling the trigger I fire off three bullets into the men's heads. They slump and fall unconscious instantly.Pulling a handkerchief from my pocket I wiped the blood from my face and gun. Handing it off to Axe I take off my leather gloves and toss them aside as well."Clean it up. No traces." I told the grunts in the room.They made quick work of dragging the bodies away, happy with the events, I checked my watch for time. I would be late if it didn't leave now."Where are you going?" Axe asked me, following like a good little dog."I have things to do today." I waved him off, continuing out of the warehouse "More like someone. She's gonna hang out with that slut." Lilith grumbled, cleaning a knife in her hand."Don't be jealous Lily, it doesn't look good on you." I smirked at her angered expression."Will you be at the meeting tonight?" Axe asked me, opening the door to the driver side for me."Possibly. Depends if the little minx lets me take her home or not." I smile
Amilia pov:Waking in the morning I covered my eyes from the sunlight streaming in. Sitting up I look over to find Whitlock laying beside me. She had her arms above her head, a look of peace on her face.The covers laid around her waist giving me a full eye view of her toned body. How much did she work out? Greats tits, better abs, she even has the v line, Jesus she's any gym nuts dream.Running my hand down her abs I marvel at the definition, hard and so fun to touch. Scolding myself I leave the bed, brushing my teeth and wearing a shirt from the floor.Going to my kitchen I was caught off guard to see my roommate and some of her friends there. She smiled and looked me over with a smirk."Looks like someone had fun last night." She wiggled her brows at me. Groaning, I move her aside and pour myself a cup of coffee."When did you all get here?" I motioned to her friends."Late, the club was packed and there were so many hot guys." Emily, my roommate, shook my shoulders annoyingly."Th
Azrael pov:"So where do we stand then?""Pretty well off. Donny's gang hasn't been able to keep up with us since we took some of his men in." Rosemary stood in front of my desk."I see… then let's keep it up. I don't need some old bastard trying to make a comeback." I waved her off. She nodded and took her leave.Going back to my paperwork I was interrupted by my door opening and revealing Amilia. She wore a tight white dress that stopped mid thigh and black strappy heels with it."You have a meeting in 10 minutes, one at 5 and a business call at 6:30. If you want to be responsible I suggest you get up and move your ass." Always a snarky attitude with her."Good afternoon to you as well Amilia." I thought she was cute, even with the attitude."I hate when you smile." Her face was blank but her eyes were cold."I love when you do.""Gross. Let's go " Turning on her heel she led the way, my eyes glued to her ass the entire time."Keep staring and I'll rip your dick off." She smirked at
Azrael pov:"Let's make this quick, yeah?" I said through a com, tapping my ear."We're in position." Axe's voice came through my earpiece."Lilith?""Target spotted. Moving in.""Claudio?""Aye, up top and waiting, Amigo."Downing the rest of my drink I got up from the bar and moved around the banquet. It's the last day I needed to be in this godforsaken city. Passing through the crowd I bump bodies with Lilith, each of us going different ways.Moving to the open area I was able to gather eyes on a young woman. Moving towards her I put on my best charm, hoping she wouldn't be so hard to deal with."Aren't you ravishing?" My accent thick as my hand is held out for hers. She eyes me before a smile breaks on her face."You are?" Her Boston accent is a little heavy with her words."Avril Garson." Taking her hand I bring it to my lips and kiss the knuckles. She blushes and giggles, typical."Aren't you charming? What brings you here?" She moves a little closer to me."Business, but you h
Amilia pov:Azrael opened my door for me, a smirk plastered on her face. Stepping out she held her arm out for me, rolling my eyes I hooked my arm with hers.We walked the street of Time Square, ignoring performers and badgering people. Opening the door to a Cartier store she led me in. I happily looked around while she waited.I browsed the jewelry happily, eyeing some of the nicer necklaces and earrings. I could hear giggling behind me but brushed it off, my eyes taking in the sight of diamonds.When the giggling persisted I looked over my shoulder to see two workers chatting with Azrael. Now irritated, I strode over and listened in."So are you single?""Yes. Do tell.""How bold of you two." She gave a cocky smile. Noticing me she smiled and pushed off from her leaning posture."Find anything you like?" She looked for something in my hands but found nothing. Crossing my arms I stared her down."No… It's all cheap. I want something custom." My eyes focused on the two women behind he