Boss of Brooklyn ~ Steve Rogers

Chapter 2

"Thanks for dropping me." You glanced at your brother as you sat next to him in the back of the car. 

"No problem, sweets." Tony patted your leg. "Take care of yourself, okay?" He had a concerned look over his face.

You leaned towards and kissed his cheek, "Yes, Tony. I will." 

"Oh, and before I forget. The guy will pick you up at 3:30. Enough time for you girls to talk and discuss whatever you want. His name is Sam." Tony shrugged.

"How will I recognize him?" You questioned.

"He will be standing right where we are. Just ask him about a cigar. And if he smiles at you in return, you get in the car, okay?" 

"You had this planned didn't you. Even if I said no." You looked at him suspiciously. 

"Yeah." Tony smiled, "Now go and meet your friend." He smiled.

"Yeah. I love you." You hugged your brother.

"I love you too, sweets." Tony 

You pulled away, "Be safe." 

"I will."

You opened the car door and stepped outside. "Bye, Tony." You waved at him before you turned and walked  into the café.

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"Anything else, Maddie?" You asked.

"No. I think we've discussed everything." She leaned back against her chair. 

"Okay. I'll see you soon." You stood up and picked up your purse. 

"Hey, where you going?" Maddie asked you.

"I got somewhere to go, Maddie." You told her. "I'll call you later?"

"Of course." She nodded. 

"Alright. See you soon." You hugged her and left the café. 

Getting out you saw a car standing exactly where Tony had dropped you. A black man leaning against it. You walked up to the man and did exactly what Tony told you to. "Do you have a cigar?" You asked the man. He smiled at you and opened the back door for you.

"I'm Sam." He introduced himself. "Nice to meet you, Ms. Y/L/N."

"Hi Sam." You said. "And please, call me Y/N."

Sam chuckled a bit, "Yes, ma'am. I will."

"Y/N, Sam." You reminded him.

"Okay, Y/N." Sam nodded. "Let's get going, shall we?"

You nodded at him and stepped in the car. Sam closed the door for you and hopped in the driver's seat.

After driving for about an hour the car stopped in front of a mansion. "Wow." You gasped as you looked at it through the window.

"Wait till you see the inside." Sam spoke up from next to you. 

"It's even bigger than my house."

"I know." Sam looked at you.

"How do you know?" You asked. 

"I've been there once." Sam sighed. "You weren't there." Sam answered when you frowned. "Let's go inside. Boss in waiting."

You picked up your purse and opened the door. Getting outside you saw Sam opening the trunk and removed something. "How'd you get that?" You saw your suitcase that you had packed before leaving.

"Your brother gave it to me before he left."

You smiled knowing your brother must have waited till Sam came to pick you up. "Let's get going."

"Yeah." Sam strolled your bag behind him as he led you. 

Both of you walked inside the mansion. You looked at the interiors with awe. Everything just looked beautiful. You whistled when you saw the living room. "You like it?" A strong male voice asked. 

Turning to your left side you saw a man coming towards you and Sam. He was looking handsome wearing that dark grey suit. His face looked like it was sculpted by angels. Soft blue eyes, blond hair, sharp jaw line, covered by a nicely trimmed beard.

"Y-Yeah, it's beautiful." You replied with a light chuckle.

"You must be Y/N. I am Steve Rogers." He extended his hand for you to shake.

"H-Hi, Steve." You shook his hand. "Nice to meet you."

"It's my pleasure, Y/N." Steve said. "Come on. I'll show you your room." Steve took your bag from Sam. He motioned for you to come with him. You followed Steve to an elevator.

"Why the elevator?" You asked. 

"Well, this house has four floors so I installed an elevator." He sighed. "Incase you get tired of climbing the stairs." Steve added, making you chuckle.

"Nice idea."

The elevator stopped on the fourth floor. Steve and you both stepped out. "This is your room." Steve stopped in front of a door. "My room is right next to yours. So if you need anything, just ask."

You gasped when you opened the door. It was slightly bigger than your room back in New York.

"Do you like it?" Steve asked.

"It's beautiful."

"There's a closet if you want to keep your clothes and a bathroom." Steve spoke and placed your suitcase next to the bed.

"Thank you, Steve. This is really nice." You thanked him. 

"It's fine." He waved you off. "You want a tour of the house?"

You smiled at him, "Of course." 

You and Steve made your way out of your room. You were surprised when you saw his big library. "Wow. You read a lot."

"Well. It's kind of my hobby. You can come here whenever you want to."

"Really?"

"Yes." Steve nodded.

"Thank you so much." 

"You're welcome. What would you like for dinner?"

"Anything is fine." You shrugged. 

"You are my guest, Y/N. What do you want?"

You thought about a second before answering, "Is Lasagna okay?"

Steve nodded before fishing out his phone and typed something, "I've informed the chef."

"Chef?" You asked.

"Yeah. I am not much of a cook." Steve chuckled.

"I can teach you if you want." You blurted out.

"That would be really nice of you." Steve turned to you. "I need to get back to work. I'll see you at dinner?"

"Yeah, sure. I'll see you at dinner."

Steve nodded at you as he walked to the elevator. You went back to your room and started to unpack your stuff before dinner.