Clandestine Desire

Chapter 2 : The Offer

I woke up next to a familiar tatted arm. His blonde hair was in his face as he stayed sleeping next to me. I slowly tried to pry myself out of bed. We were obviously in Blazes room because there was clothes everywhere. He does this on purpose so I can send someone to clean this shit up but I'm not this time.
I tripped over a pile of clothes trying to get out of bed. My head feels like it's going to explode. For some reason I believe we drank the bar dry. I smiled at the thought of that, then wiped it off real quick realizing if I don't get something for this migraine; I just might shoot myself.
Ughh. I hurried to Blaze closet and grabbed a shirt and some jeans. Yes, I kept some clothes in his room from time to time but like I said we are just friends nothing more.
I made a quick exit to the door before he wakes up and decides to do that cuddling shit he likes . I hate cuddling really it just doesn't feel right. I closed the door slightly and made my way down the hallway. The wood floors were creaking as I went down the stairs, I could already hear men down there probably drinking.

As I made my entrance, I took a glance at a few men at the bar they looked my way just in case; waiting for orders I didn't have yet. I had to see what was on the table first. I passed the guys by the bar and headed for the kitchen. My main thing in the warehouse was to have a chef 24/7.
I had come across Leena when I went out for dinner one time and decided she was going to work for me. Anything she makes you would fall in love with no matter the time of day. As I walked into the kitchen I noticed she had prepared food but was no where to be found.

There were pancakes, sausage, eggs scrambled and sunny side up, bacon, bread, bagels, I really hit the lotto with her. I didn't have time to think to look for her at all to thank her. Why was I thinking to look for her?

Whatever, I needed to set things up today see what is in for shipments and other jobs to handle. I also needed someone in charge when me and Blaze were busy. Someone I can actually say I would not mind taking care of big tasks and count on that they won't screw it up.

Then the thought came I could have Blaze's brother, Alvaro step up to the plate. We usually call him Varo and he is my second best assassin after Blaze and pretty much anything I say Blaze knows he has to agree without a doubt. Varo wouldn't mind it either he's always in Blaze shadow so I know he would settle to the position quick and what the heck, he can screw with Blaze. I started to laugh out loud at the though of that. Thank goodness no one was here to witness that. As so I thought..

"So what are you laughing about?"
That familiar voice. Great she witnessed my craziness.

"Nothing really?" I lied as I turned around.
"I thought maybe it was the food I made or something."
"Come on now, I wouldn't have you living and cooking for me if I hated your food!" I said as I made my way to Leena. She was wearing a blue blouse that defined her breast and body. With some black shorts and blue heels. She knew how stunning she was with her black curly hair and blue eyes.
I know all my men couldn't stop talking about her the day she arrived. They eventually settled down after this place was filled with women, constantly. I didn't want them to scare her off shit I loved her cooking.
"You know damn well I would die without you here!" I made sure we had eye contact so that she knew I wasn't lying. Why the hell did I care? I know why it would be a damn mission for me to find somebody else to put up with these guys.
"Leena I appreciate you, you know that right? "

She just looked at me. I kissed her cheek. I knew she knew I needed her. I cupped her face and she kissed my lips. We made out for a couple of seconds and right then and there I knew she knew I needed her.
What can I say? I may only be 20 turning 21 in a couple of days but it doesn't mean I shouldn't live a little.
Leena pulled away and started to prepare a plate of food for me. While I grabbed ibuprofen for this migraine.
Speaking of birthday, I didn't have anything planned for it. Shit I never do. The men always throw a party and really I feel like one of the guys. They bring call girls expecting me to hook up with them not that I wouldn't. I love women just as much as I love men that is not a problem in my book. I just had selective women that I would choose that have to be clean. Lately, the women chosen to come are raggedy as hell.