In Control (SLOW UPDATES)

Ch 7: The Visit

Mostly smut

Azrael pov:

I agreed to train the boys on weekends so they still had time for school and their after school activities. I didn't want to make them train their whole life away, after all that's what my father did. So it was agreed that weekends would be for training.

This conclusion led to me taking some time away from The Kings Deck. I left Damien in charge till I was ready to come back from training. I didn't want to keep working while helping them, I wanted to make sure they could protect themselves fully.

This however left me with a lot of free time. The first couple days I relaxed and worked out till I collapsed. After that I grew bored and needed entertainment. So I did the only logical thing to cure my boredom. I bothered Amilia while she was at work.

For the past week I've shown up and brought her lunch, she usually skips the meal when I don't bring her food. We'd talk and I'd occasionally help her with some of the work while I was there. Everything was going fine till I noticed her assistants behavior.

He was a pretty attractive guy. Fit, good hair, great beard, stylish, he checked off Amilia's physical traits she liked in a male partner. It didn't help that he would blatantly flirt with her, sometimes in front of me. She'd brush it off and say it's harmless or that she wasn't the slightest interested but it didn't ease me.

Like two days ago, I brought her food and he was flirting with her at his desk, flexing and showing off his new 'gym routine' to her. I hated it, I dragged her away before he could flirt anymore with my wife.

He'll chat her up, show off his body, or make up an excuse to touch her. All of it pissed me off, I didn't bring a lot of the concern to her but I should. The most I'd say would be, I don't like your assistant or I think he's trying to sleep with you.

Each time she assured me she wasn't interested and didn't find him all that attractive. She insisted that I had nothing to worry about. It still didn't ease my frustration towards the man.

I took the elevator up to her floor, holding a bag from her favorite sandwich place. I was in a good mood till I saw the guy, then I got upset. He had this smug look on his face when he stood up.

"Hello Azrael, Mrs. Whitlock is busy at the moment. I can't let you in." He smirked at me and stood in front of the door to block my path.

"I think she won't mind if I enter Daniel." I tried being nice but he didn't budge from his spot.

"I'm sorry, she asked to not be disturbed." He still held a cocky smile on his face. I wanted nothing more to wipe if off him.

"Right well I'm her wife so I'm sure there's an exception." I tried again but he didn't move, only shaking his head no. Stepping closer to him I place a hand on his shoulder.

"Listen cunt, if you don't move so I can see my wife I'm gonna knock you're fucking teeth in. Got it?" I squeezed his shoulder hard enough to make my point clear. This made him look a little scared, he stepped aside so I could go in.

"Cheers mate." I patted his shoulder and walked in, seeing her on the phone and writing something down.

She smiled when seeing me, quickly hanging up the phone and rounding the desk to greet me. She kissed me and took the bag from my hand, looking hungry.

"Thank you Azy." She moved back to her desk and sat on it, opening up the bag to eat her food.

"Anything for you. I need to make sure you're eating." I kissed her cheek and sat in the chair, taking my own sandwich from the bag.