Streetlife

65 - Diamonds

LENA POV

As I feel the cool sheets on my naked body and the AC running I realize that I'm not in Julius' apartment. Goodness how could I forget that I was at Mike's penthouse, and had slept with Warbucks for the first time in almost a week or more, I think.  Rubbing my eyes, I see it's still daytime although it might be later in the day.

"Brought you something to eat," I hear Warbucks say as he brings me a tray of food and places it on the bed next to me. It was grilled chicken with a side salad, something I loved eating. "Thought you might have worked up an appetite." He sits beside me as I smile at him.

"Thank you. I am yes. I ummm...skipped breakfast." I had eaten a little but once Stef came and ruined the damm breakfast I never finished eating.

"Can't have that now. It's the most important meal of the day." He grins as he leans in and kisses my lips once again making me feel very dizzy and well,  taking by him once again.

"You're right, it is," I say softly as he runs his thumb over my lips.

"Good. Eat up, sweetheart." He winks as I smile back at him trying to get comfortable. But I really wasn't, for I was confused by all of this and I really, really didn't know what to make of it.  I was definitely nervous, but was trying not to show that ."So, next weekend I'm gonna go home again both Saturday and Sunday, so I'll need someone to collect money for me. I can't always run this operation from home, sweetheart."

"I understand. That's a hard balance." I tread lightly as he nods his head.

"It is. And I know you understand that and the importance of family. And you know not many people know this, but I'm a man of faith, Lena, and I believe in forgiveness. So Lena, I forgive you for your fuck-ups last week, and I'd like to believe you have learned your lesson in all this."

"Oh, yes, Warbucks I have. Yes." I swallow hard as a knot forms in my stomach. I wish I could confront him for messing with my head like this, but I know that's out of the question. I just needed to comply and play nice so that I'll remain on his good side, for what good was I really if I wasn't?

"Good. That's what I like to hear. So we shouldn't have to go down this road again right, Lena?" He picks up his giant cigar and lights it as I shake my head as I admire his muscular body and handsome face.

"No, never again. I apologize."

"Good girl. Wouldn't want you ending up like your friend, Tess." He smirks as I nod my head.

"Of...of course not." I cringe inwardly at the mention of her name, for if anyone deserved a break it was her. She really did, and I felt he treated her unjustly. But, I wasn't much of a good friend either.

"I thought so. Listen, I'll take care of the rent for Frank and Stef, and rehab for Frank. You go on and be beautiful. Oh, and I picked a little gift up for you."

"Wait, for me?" I blush as I set down my fork, and he gets up, setting his cigar in the tray, smoke swirling my direction as I watch him walk over to his giant safe, much bigger than the one at the Palace, and he carefully opens it before returning to the bed, holding out large blue velvet box.

"For you, my queen," he smiles softly as I try not to look bug-eyed as I carefully take the box from him and open it slowly, gasping as I see a giant diamond necklace.

"Mike! I mean, Warbucks," I correct as I am floored and even more confused. Why is he treating me like a queen like he used to? Does he do this to keep me under his thumb? Or is it because he really does care about me? Either way, I feel as if I can't take it as I close the box rather quickly and hand it back.