you and the six

chapter six

five months of working for drake

ava's pov

I've been working for Drake for about five months now and I can definitely tell he is getting ready to tell me what exactly is going on here. At his meetings, he becomes less and less secretive when he is talking to the other men in the room. At our first meetings, he barely would hint to anything going on, but now he's becoming more open and not caring as much if I hear certain things. It would be any day now that I would get to know this business.

Along with becoming more in with his enterprises, we've become pretty close. We've had sex more times than I can count, most of which took place in his office. He was incredible, but aside from the great sex, he was such a gentleman, taking me out on dates on not just using me for my body. He definitely wants more of us and I have to agree with him. The dates are definitely not friendly dates as he usually makes reservations under Mr. and Mrs. Graham. I smiled every time the hostess would say it and he would too.

Addy found a boyfriend a few days after I began my job and has since moved in with him. Paying rent was no longer an issue for me. I am making more at this job than I could have imagined. I've been looking at other places to live, as I can afford it by myself now and I have found a few. I've been to look at several with my parents and I think I am going to go with one here close to my work. It's very nice, with a view almost as good as the one from the lounge. Marble floors, white and black layout, and like I said, it's very close to the building, so much that I will probably walk here some days.

College has been going very good and I have barely missed any classes since I have begun to work for Drake. He was very understanding with my schooling and knew that some days I couldn't come in because I had big lectures to attend or a ton of studying to do. Most days he would let me come into the office to study and keep him company, no work was actually done by either of us. He was so nice to just sit and talk to. I had learned a lot about him in these few months and he was such a good person, very kind and caring. I remember his mother had stopped in one day while I was here and I could see where he got everything about him from. She was the sweetest lady ever and very good looking for her age. We have gone out to lunch with her a few times here and there and I loved each one of them.

"Hey Ava, I think it's time to talk," Drake said snapping me out of my throwback thoughts. I smiled and nodded walking over to the couch in our office. He joined me.

"In these past five months, I have gotten to know a lot about you, more than I could have thought. You are definitely someone I think can finally know about my business here," I sucked in a breath and immediately gave him my full attention.

"Thank you, I am glad you can trust me with this," I smiled and scooted closer to him. He placed his hand on my thigh and then began talking.

"When I was about eighteen, I was drawn into some things that I couldn't get out of. I was caught with some drugs once and I became a mess, getting high a lot and spending a ton of money on my addiction. This was before I became who I am now, so I ran out of money pretty fast. Steven, the man who attends most of my meetings," he said his name and I remembered him from most of our meetings, "he helped me with all the debt I was getting into, and believe me I needed it. I would probably be dead if he hadn't have come to me. I began to work for him, dealing out drugs to his clients and eventually I became very wanted. He made me his business partner and we then opened up the hotels I own now. They aren't hotels for families, or for workers; they are like drug hotels. Our clients come here to track their shit and keep themselves out of the eyes of the people after them," he paused and I could feel myself tensing up. What he was running here was more than I could have imagined. He didn't tell me that every day I was managing hotels that had a bunch of drug lords cooped up in them hiding from others.

"This business has brought Steven and I millions of dollars and got me out of the bad light. I don't smoke as much anymore as I did, but occasionally when I felt it was necessary. Anyway I own the hotel side of the business and keep track of that while Steven takes more care of our drug industry," I nodded along, still not sure of what to say. "I really think I can trust you with this. Don't be worried, about anything. You are safe working with me, your name is on nothing relating to what we are actually doing here," I let out a breath of relief, actually believing what he was saying. The way he acted towards me, very protective, helped me get past the possible threats of working here. I know he wouldn't let anyone lay a finger on me.

"Wow, that's more than I could have imagined what was going on here," was all I really I could say.

"I know," he said, with an apologetic look on his face.

"But like I said, you have my full loyalty to you. What is going on here will stay with me and this company," I continued, making him let out a breath of relief. He nodded and then leaned in and kissed me. He pulled back giving me a look, and I knew exactly what he was thinking. I nodded; I was his now.

He smiled and pulled me back into the kiss. I placed my hands on the side of his face and deepened the kiss by letting him slide his tongue into my mouth. I moaned as his hands began to wonder up and down my body. I slid my hands down his neck and chest and pulled his shirt out of his pants before running my hands under his shirt and up his bare torso. He began to take off my blazer and then proceeded with taking my blouse off. I removed his shirt and sucked in a breath as I saw his exposed and incredibly fit body. This wasn't the first time I have seen it but, God it takes my breath away every time. He smirked and then kissed me again.

"Mr. Graham?" I heard a man say from outside of our doors, Drake groaned and quickly helped me put my shirt on before getting into his

"Come in," he said once he got himself composed and made sure I was too. I quickly got up off the couch and walked over to sit behind my desk.

"Good afternoon, Miss. Reynolds, Mr. Graham," Mark, one of Drake's managers, spoke.

"What can I help you with?" Drake asked, clearly annoyed that we were interrupted.

"You've got a meeting with Steven, did you forget?" Mark said and Drake stood up.

"Shit, yea give me a few minutes I'll be up,"

"Alright," Mark replied, leaving the room.

"Do you want me to come Drake?" I said getting up from my seat and walking to him.

"Yea, now that I can talk freely," he laughed, "and you can call me Aubrey now," he said grabbing my head once he put his jacket back on.

"Alright Aubrey," I said smiling. He smiled back and led me out of the room and to the meeting.