CHAPTER 2

{Xavier Knight}

I get out of my car and walk towards my office, Knight's Corp., I own many buildings, hotels, offices, and clubs. If I didn't, people would be confused about where I get my money, I can't exactly tell the public about my mafia.

Walking in I go straight to the bakery area, the blueberry muffins are so fucking good.

I look for her to see if she has my muffin, she always hands me a specific one. She doesn't know I know, the one time I told her there were too many blueberries and the next day there wasn't, so I went to get another one in the afternoon and there were more again.

I was confused and did the same thing the next day and came to the realization that she makes one separate one for me.

I spot her talking to someone, that someone was a guy, I looked at the time and it was exactly six. She usually serves me my muffin at six, she knows it, so why is she talking to another man at six?

I take a moment to admire her, she was truly beautiful, she laughs at something he says and I walk over, kind of annoyed. Why am I annoyed? I don't know. All I know is that I don't like how close she is standing to him.

When I reach them she looks at me, then at her phone, probably to check the time. She realizes that it's six.

"Oh crap, I have to go, I'll talk to you later, bye Blake," she hurries, hugging him.

She walks towards the counter not waiting for his answer and I follow behind.

"A little later than usual, huh muffin?" she looks shocked, probably by the nickname. Why did I just call her that? Stay cool Xav.

"Umm yes, I'm sorry sir, was there no other person available?" she questions looking behind me, probably to check where the other servers were.

"I'm not sure if they know my usual muffin, you do," I shrug.

"Yes, of course, sir," she replies with a smile. Cute, "let me get your muffin."

"Sure, Muffin, take your time," I smile, what am I doing?

Her smile gets wider as she walks to the back to get my muffin, when she gets back she has 2 muffins in her hand.

"Sir, would you like to try a different muffin I made? It's not on the menu but I wanted to try something new," she hands me my muffin and holds out the other one, hmm she made it so I doubt it would be bad.

"Could you bring them both to the table? I'll try the new one and eat mine there too," I request, I'll be a little late but I'm the boss so if I want to be late for a muffin, I will be.

"Of course, sir," she gets a plate and walks me to my table, and places the muffins on the plate while I sit in the chair.

Once I settle, I look up to see her staring at me with a grin, I'm guessing she wants me to try it right now.

I pick up the blueberry muffin and she just continues to stare, her smile dropping a bit when I don't pick up the mystery muffin.

"I like starting my morning with the blueberry one," I explain, smiling. "Tell me what flavor the other one is, Muffin," I will continue calling her that. It suits her.

"Chocolate chip muffin, sir," she exclaims; she seems like a very happy person. I like it.

"I'm not much of a chocolate person," I admit, "not that I hate it, it's good sometimes and I'm sure this will be good," I immediately backtrack when I see her smile fully drop.

"You don't have to try it if you don't want to sir," she blurts, trying to pick up the muffin. I pick it up before she can.

"I want to try it," I say taking a bite out of the chocolate chip muffin.

She stares at me, nervous.

"It's good, Muffin. See, nothing to worry about," I smile, "I do still like the blueberry one more but you should put this one on the menu."

"Oh no I couldn't, the chef wouldn't allow it... but I'm glad you like it though," she gapes, does she not know who I am?

"Yes I did enjoy it, anyways I will be on my way, duty calls," I say looking at the time; making a mental note to talk to the chef.

"Yes sir, have a nice day. Enjoy the rest of your muffin," she responds, still smiling.

"You too, Muffin. Thank you, see you tomorrow," I smile back, walking into the elevator, why am I smiling so much?

I freaked out yesterday when Dante sent me a picture of the men who stole from us. She was on the bus right beside them, she looked so confused.

I made sure to tell Dante to make sure nothing happens to her and the rest of the crowd but especially her. He was later on my ass about it. He might be my right-hand man but sometimes I really feel like punching him in the face... but then he is also my best friend. Fucking rat ass bitch.

The thing is, I don't know why I was so worried about her. Way more than necessary, if I'm being honest. I like to believe it's because of the muffins and if anything happens to her, I wouldn't get the perfect muffin. I was worried about my muffin. Right? yeah.

I walk into my office and place my muffin on my desk before sitting on the chair and pulling out my files.

My door swings open and...

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME MOTHER FUCKER," Dante screams.

"WHAT THE FUCK, DANTE," Enzo, my other best friend, walks in behind Dante, "It's too early to be screaming."

"Happy birthday, man," I laugh and go to hug him, "finally catching up to us, huh?"

"Yeah, now we are all 24, I feel so old, man," he grins hugging me back, not letting go when I tried to back away.

"Dante. Let. Go." I groan trying to pull away, this is when Enzo jumps on us.

"AWW, THIS IS SO CUTE," he screeches, fucking hell.

We all stop, look at each other and burst out laughing.

"You're in a good mood," Dante notices, smiling at me.

Huh. I guess I am, so I smile back.

"Aww, you are happy because it's my birthday," Dante concludes.

"Yeah, definitely," I agree, knowing that wasn't the only reason and my mind wanders back to a certain muffin I'd had the pleasure of seeing every morning.

"What do you think Xavier?" Enzo asks.

"What?" I question.

"For Dante's birthday. You wanna go to a club? We don't have much to do today anyway," Enzo replies.

"Yeah sure, I don't mind. I just need to talk to the bakery chef," I recall.

"Chef? Why?" Dante asks.

"I want him to add something to the menu," I explain, picking up the phone to call the chef.

"Hello, boss? Did you need something?" chef sounds like he just woke up.

"Yes, I tried a muffin today and I want it added to the menu," I answer.

"Oh, the chocolate chip one? I rejected it because you didn't like chocolate much and there are already a few chocolate options," he clarifies, I didn't know he rejected it.

"Add it to the menu," I demand, "I would like to know if anyone suggests anything next time," it could be good for the bakery considering clients come here often and buy from the bakery.

"Yes, boss, I apologize for that, I will tell Amaya to add it as soon as I get to the office tomorrow," he promises.

"Alright," I hang up not wanting to take more time off his day off.

"I'll finish a few more files and a meeting I have, and then we can leave earlier to do our thing, how about around 8?" I suggest, looking at my two best friends.

"Alright."

"That's perfect."

And with that, they leave my office.

I finish up around 7:30 PM and even though it's been over 13 hours I usually leave around 1 or 2 AM. I have no reason to go home so I like spending my time at the office getting work done.

I walk into the elevator and text both Dante and Enzo telling them I'll go home to freshen up and we agree to meet at the club after.

Walking out of the elevator I spot Amaya, what is she doing here at this time?

"Muffin?" I call before she exits the building, she turns around at the sound of my voice.

"Oh, hello sir," she smiles, pretty.

"Hey, what are you doing here at this time, doesn't your shift end at 2:30?" I ask.

"Umm, yes I just covered a shift for a friend; she had some last-minute appointment," she explains

"Oh, alright. Where are you heading?" I don't know why I wanted to know.

"To the bus stop so I can go home," she answers.

"Come on I'll drop you home," I insist, not liking the idea of her taking a bus after yesterday.

Her eyes widen, "no, it's alright, I don't want to inconvenience you," she rushes.

"You aren't," I grab her hand and walk her to my car, opening the door so she can get in.

She gets in and I shut the door before getting into the driver's seat.

"Can I ask you something?" she mumbles.

"Sure muffin," I smile.

"How did you know when my shift ends?" I could feel her gaze on me, I didn't want to tell her I was her boss so I settled for the second-best option.

I pause before answering, "I asked where you were when I wanted a muffin and the waitress told me your shift ends at 2:30 so you left," it technically wasn't a lie because it did happen.

"Oh, you asked for me?" she blushes, that's adorable.

"Of course, muffin, you always give me the perfect order," I smirk, "now can you tell me where you live, or are we going to be here forever?"

"Right, I'm sorry, here," she rushes, giving me the location. It's close.

I start diving there and we reach in about 10 minutes.

"Thank you for the ride, you didn't have to," she mentions.

"No worries muffin, I don't mind spending a little extra time with you," I smile.

"Goodbye. Have a nice day sir," she squeaks, that blush is back, before getting out and rushing to her building.

I watch her go in with a laugh, she blushes a lot. Not that I mind.

With a last glance at her building, I head to my house to freshen up.

After I'm done with that I leave my house and settle in my car again.

I realize I missed a few calls from Dante and Enzo so I call them.

"She is here with him," I understand immediately.

Why would I give a shit?

"Okay, and?" I shrug.

"I just don't want her to ruin the mood," he explains

"She can't," I assure him, it's his birthday I want him to have a good one, "I don't care anymore."

"I just wanted to tell you... this will be fun!" he chuckles before hanging up.

It sure will. Time to get fucked up.