Amilia pov:
"Get up bitch!" I'm slapped in the face with a pillow as my roommate and 'friend' wakes me up. Groaning, I sit up haphazardly looking around as sleep fogs my mind."What time is it?" I look around for some sort of clarity."Almost 7, you're gonna be late. Okay bye!" She dragged out her goodbye as she left my room.Sometimes I really hate her…Dragging myself out of bed I make quick work of showering, brushing my hair and teeth before grabbing clothes. Slipping on a grey plaid pencil skirt I match it with a white long-sleeved turtleneck.Making sure my heels and stocking were set, I grabbed my purse, keys, and a granola bar for breakfast, leaving my house quickly. Getting into my car I take the 10 minute drive to work. I moved here about a year and a half ago, I wanted a fresh start from my hometown of Boise Idaho. I had just enough money to scrape by for a few months without worry but I would need a job.That led me to my current occupation. I worked for Whitlock Enterprise, they were one of the biggest corporations in America. I'm the assistant of the CEO but he never shows up, like ever…For the past year that I've been working here I've never met the guy… until today. Apparently today I would be getting to meet and work with him more frequently. If he's anything like how he talks through email and text I'm not gonna have fun.Parking my car I take the private elevator up to the top floor, watching as everything passes by. Hearing the door ring I step out and stride for my small office. Setting my things down and opening my laptop I have several emails unopened.Most were just garbage from different departments trying to get funds or greenlight projects. One caught my eye though, it was from Mr. Whitlock."Don't be late and be sure to look presentable for the meeting."Wow, yeah I'm just gonna look like shit. Fuck you. Trashing it I spent the next 2 hours organizing his schedule along with printing out papers for projects people wanted approved. When the meeting rolled around I took the elevator down to the 52nd floor. I held my laptop and folders tightly as I walked to the boardroom. Plenty of the men's eyes were on me as I walked but I ignored them, I didn't care to even indulge in shutting them down.Stepping in I took my place at the head of the table, I was early. More people and businessmen trickled into the room. They talked or grumbled about work, some even ogling me as I focused on my laptop."Man, these guys are either old, ugly, or just straight up assholes." Max leaned over to me, whispering his comment in my ear."Or all three." I quietly snickered. He stifled a laugh. The doors opened and a person walked in. They were tall, short-ish white hair slicked back messily. They took their coat off revealing the suit they looked ready to bust out of by pure mass alone. Jesus they were jacked… they were also a chick?Handing her coat to a man behind her she caught my eye making me look into piercing blue eyes. Smirking, they took a seat and adjusted their legs to sit comfortably crossed on the other. Heel to knee."Ms. Whitlock! A pleasure to see you as always." A man stood and greeted her. She leaned the side of her face into the palm of her left hand, waving him off without a word."Let's get started shall we?" A slight British accent played in her voice."Right away ma'am!" They began to talk about the yearly meeting in great detail, I tried to keep up in my notes but kept getting distracted by the woman. A little message icon popped up on my screen, opening it I found it to be from max.'I thought Whitlock was a guy?'So did I? Turns out I'm fucking wrong and fucking stupid. I peeked a glance at her and happened to catch her eye. She smiled like she was amused, this only pissed me off.'Guess not.'I focused back on the meeting but could feel a pair of eyes on me occasionally making me grow more irritated by the minute.Thankfully after 3 hours of hearing men talk the meeting was over. I packed my things and readied to leave but was stopped by a large buff blonde man. When everyone was gone Whitlock stood up and pulled her blazer back on, her eyes studying my figure."You leave when I leave." Her voice was deep and husky, it made my body burn uncomfortably."Right. Whatever you say boss." I rolled my eyes, impatiently tapping my foot as I waited.She just smirked and walked out, hands in her pockets, every step carried with purpose. Taking the elevator up I was alone with the two, it put me on edge.Suddenly my boss is here, suddenly it's a chick, suddenly she's hot and not the creepy old fuck I thought she was. Great… just great.When the doors opened she stepped out and motioned for me to follow her. The office that I never stepped inside of was waiting for us as we entered. She rounded the dark oak desk and took a seat, her eyes scanning the room thoroughly."It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Ms. Singh." She gave me a charming smile. God I wanted to wipe it off."Wish I could say the same." I shot back, she raised her dark brows at me."Am I not what you expected? Less? More?" She sat back in her chair, that same amused smile back on her full lips."You seem cocky and unfazed by everything even though you run a multimillion dollar company." I said offhandedly. The guy that stayed with us moved closer to me but stopped when she raised her hand."You've barely met me?" She leaned forward, her hands closed together."I read people pretty well." Usually I do, but I don't get much from this asshole."Mm, then be sure to read extra carefully from now on. After all, you'll be seeing more of me." She waved me off like nothing, her eyes focusing on her computer. After talking with her I quickly leave. Locking myself in my office I set my things down and try to ignore how pissed off she makes me. I'm not very fond of people.An email came through, it was from Whitlock. Groaning, I reluctantly opened it reading her stupid message.'You looked more than presentable, I appreciate it.'The fuck? I was already wearing this, I didn't do it for her.What a jackass…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
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