Deadly

39.

Celestia

"This is Ronan" Saint introduces

I look over the boy in front of me, he's taller than me but still a little scrawny.

I hold out my hand and he's quick to shake it, his palm is sweaty which I don't love but I appreciate that he's scared.

"I-it's nice to meet you miss"

I hum and pull my hand away "You too"

"Espresso martini" I tap the bar and the bartender nods

"switching it up Miss De Niro?" he smiles

"sí, of course. This is a celebration, no?"

"what are we celebrating?" he raises an eyebrow

"a new addition to the family" I grin, patting my hand on Roman's shoulder

I grab my ready drink and make my way up to Saint's office, assuming the boys are following behind me

I set myself on his large chair with a smile

"no" Saint shakes his head as he walks in with the young boy behind him

I roll my eyes and stand up so he can sit in the chair then take my place on the arm

Ronan sits on one of the chairs in front of the desk

"So as you know this is Celestia, I am Saint, you don't have to bother with all the formal shit. Celestia will be the one who trains you the most in the fighting and weapons and I'll help with that but also teach you the business, got it?"

Ronan nods his head while I sip on my drink

"if things scare you right now, that's fine, you're new. if you don't understand something tell us; don't pretend because most likely you'll end up dead, you need to have manners and understand that there's a right time for everything. While you're fine to 'goof off' every now and then, if you don't take situations seriously you'll gain no respect; that's what this all is- respect"

"Understood"

"anything to add?" Saint turns his head to me

"don't ruin this for drugs, alcohol, parties and girls, there's temptations everywhere. don't do it." I say strictly

Ronan nods again

"If you think you're good, there's someone better, there will always be someone better. Don't get cocky and don't underestimate anyone. There's always going to be ways to tear you down and people will use them against you; no matter how much power and respect you have"

"got it" he nods

"We'll start training tomorrow, I'll pick you up from the hotel at 10 am, I already ordered everything you will need to the room so let me know if you want anything else"

"I will, thank you"

I nod and stand up as Saint texts someone

"Okay, let's go, the driver's outside"

we head back downstairs, get Ronan into the car and me and Saint drive to his home in mine.

We soon arrive, get inside and I immediately walk up to the shower, I turn the water on and wash my face before I strip off my clothes and step under the warm water.

I hear the door open as I bask in the heat, Saint walks in a moment later.

He sighs when he sees me and briefly connects his lips with mine.

I lean my body against his as I feel him softly rub the shampoo into my hair, he rinses it before doing the same with the conditioner.

"Celestia?"

I hum tiredly and look up at him, resting my chin on his chest

He looks like he wants to say something but instead just presses his lips to the top of my head "I love you"

"I love you too" I smile

I'll ask him later what he wanted to say but right now I just let him wash my body and his.

We get out, dry our hair and change into pyjamas.

He starts to make dinner while I plait my hair and moisturise.

I head downstairs once I'm done and plant myself on the kitchen island as usual.

"what are you making?"

"Enchiladas, mi amor" he replies

I nod and he turns to me

He rests his hands on either side of my thighs as I cup his cheek with my palm.

"You really like Ronan?" he asks, hopeful

"I do" I nod "he needs to grow up and learn a lot but, I have a good feeling about him"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah" I whisper with a nod and he softly presses his lips to mine

It doesn't take him long to finish making dinner, and neither does it take long for us to eat and clear up.

I practically drag myself upstairs to brush my teeth and finally fall in bed with Saint next to me.

He switches the TV on and pulls me closer to rest my head on his shoulder.

"I'm going stir crazy" I sigh

"I have a prisoner you can kill"

"It's not the same," I nuzzle further into him "I like the fight. I'll find something soon"

"I'm sure you will" Saint presses his lips against my forehead, letting them linger for a short while

I pull his left hand between mine and play with his fingers, running the tip of my index along the crease lines of his palm

"Saint?"

"Baby"

"I'll move in with you"

He slips his hand from between mine using his pointer finger and thumb to hold my chin as he lifts my head to look at me

"Really?" a wide grin adorns his face

"Mhm" I nod

He chuckles, leaning down and taking my lips with his.