The Gang Leader's Street Fighter.

Chapter 2

Leo pov:

I woke up with a major hangover I barely remember going home nevertheless actually getting into bed; I looked around my room which was pink... wait pink this is not my room. My head was spinning trying to remember exactly what I did last night until I felt movement to the right of the bed I was sleeping in. I got up and sighed in disgust remembering that I got laid at a bar and now she's waking up.

I had no problem with women looking to just sleep with me but I seemed to always pick ones who expected me to do more after. It was a double standard I didn't want to deal with.

"B-baby why are you changing" She questioned while looking at me confused.

I looked at her and carried on putting my clothes on.

"Baby" She whined, "I thought you said when we woke up we would have round two" She kept on whining.

I turned and faced her again narrowing my eyes at her, by then I was already getting annoyed with her calling me baby but seriously her whining like a 4-year-old now that really me pissed off like really who the hell does she think she is?

"Baby come back to bed let's have some more fun"

She batted her long fake eyelashes at me trying to seduce but honestly, she looked like she was blinking. When she realized that wasn't working she crawled over to me squishing her boobs and propping her ass up, honestly I wouldn't mind that round 2 but her attitude was annoying. Deep down I was suppressing an urge to laugh at her failure of an attempt to flirt.

"Babe come have some fun you know you wanna. Let's face it no one else can show you love the way that I do no matter how many whores you sleep with you will always come back to me" She had this look in her eyes that told me that she thought she would be the lucky girl who finally 'tamed' Leonardo Black like I was some constellation prize. Especially through one night of sex I clearly remember asking if she showered beforehand. 

Now that seriously pissed me off.

"You are no one to me. We had sex yes be mature enough to leave it at that" I spoke calmly though that seemed to scare her more, I saw all hope that she had before vanished just fear. There was no underlining threat just the truth. 

She didn't mean anything to me. There was no attraction, no conversation, no anything just sex. 

I left her fear-stricken on the bed and left her studio. It was decent, nothing like her hot pink room. Outside I was greeted by the warmth of the sun, I decide to walk back since it wasn't that far away maybe half an hour or so. As I walked down the streets of Los Angeles people parted like the red sea. 

It was humorous but also rather sad. In his life real connection were topped by business partnerships or sweet words lined with knives and guns but it wasn't impossible my parents taught me that much.

This was my city and nobody could change that, but every king needs a queen I had yet to find mine.

The walk was a refresher. I didn't get much time to be in thought or thinking about myself, it was needed to keep me on the verge of sanity. Turning the last corner I walked up to two huge gold gates there were two of my men guarding them. Many would say living in a mansion is an overcompensation they are also people who would buy a pointless gold watch of over a million but I would proudly show I am packing more than just money and weed. 

The guards were talking about how the Reaper and Crystal were coming back to town their eyes were full of lust at the thought of this person Crystal, but as soon as they saw me they immediately bowed their heads and with fear-shaken bodies got back into their positions on either side of the gates and opened it for me.

I lived with four people: my brother Dominic, Alexis my childhood best friend, Jax my best friend since we were in diapers and Tyler one of the first in my gang. They were more than just members they were family. the foundation of my business and all the money that came with it.

"I'm back" I called but they could be anywhere or probably wouldn't answer.

"Main living room" Jax called back.

I walked to where the guys were I was instantly bombarded with questions like...

"If I wanted to pierce my dick would you hold my hand?"

"I want two sniper guns but one has to be longer but also have a thicker tube the other has to be thick but light to hold, any way of getting them custom with a key chain ?"

"Can we buy space like theoretically putting a price on -?"

I put my hands up in surrender still feeling my hangover. Murders were asking questions I bet even kids wouldn't want to ask, purely because even they count to be this annoying.

"Hello to you all. I'm very safe after going missing since yesterday, I got laid last night and I slept at her house and I walked back with a  hangover"  I put an emphasis on my hangover but they merely scoffed and continued their bombarding, louder actually.

The mention of getting laid was definitely an offset. I warned them about sleeping and about not getting to know anyone yet I didn't practice what I preached. My whole aspect of love was weird, trying to find an old-style love in a time where love was basically dead, a second thought after money and fame but I yearned for it.

I sighed and got a glass of scotch and sat at the bar "any plans tonight then?" 

"Do you know who The Reaper and Crystal are?" Tyler asks.