Ch 7: Getting To Know You

Amilia pov:

Waking in the morning I covered my eyes from the sunlight streaming in. Sitting up I look over to find Whitlock laying beside me. She had her arms above her head, a look of peace on her face.

The covers laid around her waist giving me a full eye view of her toned body. How much did she work out? Greats tits, better abs, she even has the v line, Jesus she's any gym nuts dream.

Running my hand down her abs I marvel at the definition, hard and so fun to touch. Scolding myself I leave the bed, brushing my teeth and wearing a shirt from the floor.

Going to my kitchen I was caught off guard to see my roommate and some of her friends there. She smiled and looked me over with a smirk.

"Looks like someone had fun last night." She wiggled her brows at me. Groaning, I move her aside and pour myself a cup of coffee.

"When did you all get here?" I motioned to her friends.

"Late, the club was packed and there were so many hot guys." Emily, my roommate, shook my shoulders annoyingly.

"There was this guy just buying everyone drinks so we had to stay." Sara, her friend, spoke up.

"I'm more interested in what you did, or who you did." Shay bumped my hip with hers, grabbing herself a cup of coffee.

Emily and her friends weren't necessarily my type of friend group but they were nice enough. Waving them off I start to make myself some toast.

"I was out mostly shopping." I shrugged, spreading butter on the toasted bread.

"Yeah but you look like you woke up in a barn. So who rocked your world?" Sara asked me. I felt myself get slightly embarrassed, it was great sex but rock my world?

Okay maybe…

"Yeah, plus that shirt's not yours." Em pointed out. It was a little big on me, black and coming to the start of my thighs.

"I could own this shirt." I scoffed. Maybe I liked this type of clothing.

She narrowed her eyes at me, she was gonna counter me but the sound of my door opening caught all of our attention.

"They're still here?!" Shay whispered to me, her hand clutching my arm.

Ah fuck, don't come out here, don't meet them…

Rounding the corner was the woman herself, she was only in her boxers and sports bra. She ruffled her hair and looked around, unfazed by the 4 women staring at her.

"Oh she's hot." Em whispered to me.

"This is where you're at." She gave that same cocky smile, pissing me off.

"What are you, some lost dog?" She walked closer, also unfazed by my remark.

"You really gotta learn how to be nicer, princess." She leaned down and pressed a kiss to my cheek.

"Princess?" I could hear them all murmur to each other.

"Yeah, no, I'm good. Where are your clothes?" I pushed her away from me, biting into my toast.

"You're wearing a piece of it, plus I think I lost a couple rings in there. You can just keep them though." She smiled and crossed her arms. The room got silent and a little awkward. Emily decided to be the one to break it though.

"Hi, I'm Emily. Amilia's roommate." She held a hand out.

"I'm Azrael. Pleasure." She shook her hand but I was more confused by her name.

Everybody just addressed her as Whitlock or Ms. Whitlock, even on paper they did that!

"That's your name?" I asked her. This made the three snicker at me.

"You've just now learned my name?" She smirked at me, making me feel more embarrassed.

"God you're annoying." I pushed her away but she just chuckled and leaned against the counter.

"So how did you two meet?" Shay asked, she liked being nosey.

"Alright time for you to go away." I push the tall woman away from the three, all of them shouting questions at her.

Stopping in front of my door she smiled at me, I hate when she does that. Everything she does I hate… beside buying me things.

"You don't want me to meet your friends?" She peaked at the corner but I pulled her back.

"No. They're not even really my friends." I chastised her. She lifted a brow which only made me more irritated.

"Can't you go be hot somewhere else?" I slapped her arms slightly.

"You think I'm hot?" She stepped closer, pressing me against the hallway closet door.

"I hate you." 

"I know you do, princess." 

Leaning down she ghosted her lips over mine making me wish she would either do it or not. Annoyed, I pull her by the back of her neck, kissing her roughly. 

My hands slipped into her messy hair, groaning when her hands groped my ass. Picking me up with such ease she slammed my back into the door, her lips never leaving mine.

"You get me so riled up." She said between kisses. Biting her bottom lip I dragged it and let it go, smiling when she looked ready to devour me.

"Take me out for breakfast." Her lips attacked my neck, sucking my pulse harshly.

"Only if you're friends come. I want to meet them." She pulled away, lips swollen and plump.

"Fine." I grunted.

Setting me down she gave me one final deep kiss before going to get dressed, taking her shirt back as well. Going into my room I made quick work of dressing.

Dark blue jeans, a black long-sleeved crop top, and a new pair of red bottoms she bought me. Doing my make up simply I could see her watching me through the mirror.

"Your ass looks great in those." Standing she came up behind me, pressing herself against my ass.

"If I fuck up my make up I will stab you." Applying lipstick perfectly I felt her hold my hips steadily.

When I finished I grabbed her jacket and threw it on, it would look cute with the outfit. Doesn't hurt that she looks good in a tight crew neck. Grabbing a new purse and throwing my phone and wallet in I head for my door.

The others sat around the island, most likely gossiping or talking about Azrael. Striding to the door I waited for the tall woman to follow me.

"We're getting breakfast, let's go." I looked at the three.

"Huh?" They looked confused but I just shrugged it off.

"You want free food or not?" I pulled out my phone and typed away on it.

With that being said they all agreed and stood up, following me as Azrael opened the door for all of us. Outside I found her car, an Aston Martin and a Rolls Royce behind it.

"That one's for you ladies. My driver will take you." She pointed to the snow white car.

"You have a driver?" Shay gawked, mouth slightly open.

Rolling my eyes I pulled the woman along and stepped inside the sports car, she follows and gets in. The way they were eating her up with their eyes pissed me off, now more that they leaned that she has money.

Like get your own Sugar Daddy…

Leaning over I pulled her into a kiss, scratching at the nape of her neck. Pulling back I wiped the makeup from her lips and fixed mine in the mirror. 

"Reason?" Her cocky smile in place.

"Drive." I focused on my phone.

Taking off we drove the 10 minutes into the better part of the city while the car behind us followed. Her hand stayed on my thigh bringing me some sense of comfort.

Arriving at the spot she got out and opened my door for me as her driver did the same for the others. I didn't like her but I also didnt like the way they looked at her.

Going inside we were taken to a table to fit us all, she pulled my chair out for me and sat beside me. Relaxing her arm on the back of my chair I could still smell her earthy cologne.

"This place is expensive! We can't afford to even pay for ourselves." Sara hissed at me. I laughed and waved her off.

"It's on me. Get whatever you want." Azrael comforted her. This got all their attention, the happily started looking over the menu.

"Aren't you generous?" I teased her. She snorted and squeezed my shoulder lightly.

"This is a penny compared to yesterday." She wiggled her brows at me.

The waiter came over to take our drink orders, they all got mimosas while I got a latte and Azrael got a cappuccino. The drinks came out quick, the questions followed right after.

"So how'd you guys meet?" Emily asked, eyeing me.

"Work." Azrael answered, vague and I enjoyed it.

"Thats surprising, she doesn't talk much about work, other than her jackass of a boss." I nearly spat out my drink when she said that.

"Oh really, you don't say?" She chuckled and gave me a teasing look.

"What area do you work in?" Sara chimed in.

"Finance and consulting." She lied through her teeth. 

"Are you two dating?" Shay asked. She seemed a little more into this question.

"I don't know. Are we Amilia?" She gave me that cocky smile. Holding her chin I turn her gaze away from me.

"Absolutely not. Fuck buddies at best." I snorted. Sipping my drink I felt their eyes on me.

"Fuck buddies don't buy everything for you." She remarked, sipping her drink as well.

"That's because you're also my wallet." She smiled making her laugh a little.

The waiter came and took our orders, they ordered the most expensive things they could. Good for them on when knowing to take advantage.

"Do you want a girlfriend?" Shay asked, her eyes eating Az alive.

"I don't do dating very well. Women mostly leave cause of me, which is fair." She waved the question off.

"See, red flag." I pointed out.

"Oh but for you I'd change." She smiled at me. Ew! This couple shit makes me feel sick.

"Gross. Just buy me things." I pushed her lightly.

Food came out not to long after, everyone dug in. They raved about the food and drinks, ordering more when their glasses were empty. They asked more and more questions about her which helped me learn more about the girl.

Her favorite color is blue, she likes working out which is obvious, enjoys reading, and has two Doberman named Hades and Lucifer. She also had a collection of cars and artwork at her house, not to mention a collection of chess sets.

"Why the hell wouldn't you want to date her?" Emily laughed, downing the rest of her drink.

Looking at the white haired woman I found myself confused as well. I know why I can't, I'm not a good person…

I've done bad things and theirs no reason to try and drag her into my fucked up little life. Who knows, if everything crumbles I'll just have to pack up and move again.

"I have my reasons." For the first time I saw her frown, she looked a little upset by my answer.

Calling it good, we got up to leave, Azrael picked up the bill and left with us. The others got in the Rolls while we took her car. Music played as we drove to my place, her hand on my thigh comfortingly.

Parking outside we watched the others giggle and laugh as they went inside, possibly drunk at 10 in the morning.

"Thanks for today… and last night." I might as well try to be nice to her.

"Anytime princess." She smiled at me.

Feeling myself leaning in I pressed my lips to hers, her hand cupping the side of my cheek. It didn't take long for us to fall into a makeout session, both of us panting by the time we pull apart.

She wiped my lipstick to look normal again despite her lips covered in it. Giving a final chaste kiss I left her with a wide smile.

"See you later, Azrael."

"Bye, Princess."