She's The Boss

Chapter Two

Looking at myself in the mirror I can't help but smile at my reflection finally a chance to dress up. Just because a girl is a psychopathic murderous gang leader doesn't mean she can't dress up once in a while. For once my hair is in loose elegant curls draped over my left shoulder. The red dress I'm wearing clings to my upper body showing off just enough cleavage to be sexy without being slutty with the draped sleeves that help to give it a classier feel. The long skirt flows gracefully to the floor as the split on the side shows off my gorgeously silky smooth legs and my black open-toed six-inch heels. In my excitement I've gone all out with my make-up framing my eyes with mascara and eyeliner in order to fully show off my grey eyes, using a little blush to add some colour to my cheeks and finally red lipstick to match my dress.

Wolf whistling behind me draws my attention away from my reflection "going all out for this guy?" Gawain calls leaning against the doorframe to my walk in closet. Rolling my eyes I send him a playful glare "who says I can't have fun?" I reply teasingly. Making my way towards him I watch as his eyes roam my body "you know if you weren't like a sister to me I'd take you right here" he comments off handily. Pouting slightly I tilt my hip to one side causing the slit in the dress to part showing off my legs "so you wouldn't take me right here right now if I wanted?" I ask airily.

Dribbling slightly Gawain looks from my cleavage to my face repeatedly obviously trying to determine if I'm seriously or not. Appearing by his side Gareth slaps the back of Gawain's head "she's teasing you wanker" he scolds before looking at me. Shaking his head he smiles sheepishly "Boss the lads would like a word" he explains not looking me in the eyes. Even Gawain avoids my gaze taking sudden interest in his feet "fine lead the way" I sigh really not in the mood for what's about to happen.

Doing as they're told both boys turn around and scurry out of my room with me trailing after them. As the highest-ranking members Gawain, Gareth, Percy and Lance live in the same house as me. It's a three-story house I have the top story to myself with my own bathroom, office, walk in closet and bedroom. Gawain, Gareth and Percy have second story sharing a bathroom. Unlike Lance who stays on the bottom floor his room next to the kitchen. Rain lives next door with his fiancé Becca. At first Rain wanted to wait until they were married to move in together but when Becca got pregnant he decided to give in. Within a month we had the house next door completely furnished and decorated just the way Becca wanted it. Luckily for her we all like her or I'm pretty sure I would have put a bullet in her brain myself. There are only so many times you repaint the same wall.

So it didn't come as a shock to me when we walked into the kitchen/dinning room for me to find my favourite brunette cooking. Even with her hair in bun I could still see some of her ombre blonde hair falling out. As she chopped mushrooms I could see the intense look in her brown eyes as she scanned the pages of her mothers recipe book. As usual she was wearing a pretty blue bandage dress with a cream cardigan and little cream pumps. Basically she looks like she stepped out of home furnishing catalogue or she would do if it wasn't for the bright orange step stool she was using. Unfortunately Becca was barely even 5" and with too many accidents from her climbing on the cupboards we had to resort to drastic measures in order to ensure her safety. Mainly bribing her with issues of vogue and lots of peaches in order to get her to use the step stool.

Without even thinking about it I walked straight up to her putting my hands on her small yet prominent bump "how's my niece doing?" I cooed bending down to talk to the bump. Giggling Becca moves my hands so that I can feel the baby kick "she's very happy today although that might be because of all the peaches auntie Gwen keeps sending over" she replies gleefully. Standing I give Becca a kiss on the cheek "when you stop craving them I'll stop sending them" I reply happily.