{Xavier Knight}

"XAVIER," Amaya groans from the room while I make pancakes in the kitchen.

I left the door open because she needs to wake up for college. I woke up earlier to make her breakfast.

"Yes, muffin?" I call out.

I hear some shuffling, "why aren't you in bed?"

She walks out of the room, naked. Shit.

"I was making you breakfast," I look away, not wanting to get distracted. It's not working.

She walks over to me, yawning and hugs me from behind, her head resting on my back.

I put the pancake I was making onto a plate and turn off the heat.

Turning to her, I pick her up and her legs wrap around my waist and she snuggles her head into my neck. Fucking adorable.

I walk her into the room and lay her down on the bed, "don't go," she mumbles.

I smile, "I'm not done with the pancakes, love."

"Mm, make them later," she whispers.

"Muffin, you need to wake up soon and I want you to eat something before you leave," I sigh.

"But I wanna lay with you," she whines, "I can eat in-between classes."

"Just for a little, then I need to finish making them," I give in.

She opens her arms and I lay in the bed, pulling her to me. I grab the blanket, laying it on us and she cuddles more into me, humming. She is going to be the death of me.

After she falls asleep, I carefully slide her off of me and return to the pancakes.

She comes out of the bedroom after a while. I don't know if I should be glad or disappointed that she is wearing my shirt.

"Thank you," she smiles when I give her the plate of pancakes.

I kiss her head, "no problem, baby."

After we eat, we both shower. Once together and once separate.

I get ready for work and she gets ready for college.

"Come on, I'll drop you," I say as she wears her shoes.

She shakes her head, "no, it's okay. You have work, I don't want you to be late because of me."

"Muffin I promise I'm not going to be late. Let me drop you," I sigh.

"Fine but if you are late it's not my fault," she rolls her eyes, mockingly.

I laugh and throw her over my shoulder, hearing a squeak.

I carry her all the way to my car and she just chills there. I open the passenger door and set her inside, bending over to clasp her seatbelt and kiss her at the same time.

I get into the driver's seat and my hand instinctively goes to her thigh and she blushes.

I turn to her with a smirk, "You don't blush when I'm inside you but you blush when I grab your thigh?"

Her eyes widen and she looks the other way. "Drive," she orders.

I laugh and start heading toward her college.

After dropping her off I go to work. I sadly don't get muffins in the morning when she has classes but she has an evening shift so she makes me muffins then.

I head inside and go straight to the elevator, going up to my office.

I start working and a few hours later my assistant informs me that Amaya is here for me.

I smile when I hear a knock and Amaya enters with a muffin.

"Your shift doesn't start for a few more hours," I grin.

She walks over to me, "class ended early so I made muffins at home and decided to hang out with you until my shift. That is if you are available sir."

I laugh and pull her onto my lap, "I am always available for you muffin."

She turns in my lap so she is facing me, "Good. I have a fair for charity, I want you there."

"Fair?" I tilt my head.

"Yeah. Our college is doing a charity fair so we all bring some type of food and sell it at a fair and the money goes to a children's charity," she explains.

I nod, "I'll be there. When is it?"

"Next week, Monday. You can also meet my friends finally," she smiles.

I grin, "alright perfect. I'll tell my assistant."

I grab my phone and send a quick text to my assistant, telling her to not book anything for Monday, and close my phone when I receive a yes from her.

I pull Amara closer to me and soon regret it when I start to get hard. She notices and smirks.

"You okay?" She tilts her head, acting innocent.

I nod, grabbing her hips when she starts to move them. Right on top of my dick.

Her breathing starts to get heavier and so does mine.

"Baby, shit," I breathe out.

She stops at one point and I see her eyes glancing to the office beside mine, my assistant.

Thankfully she isn't focused on us so I turn on the divider and the glass goes opaque.

I grab her hips and start moving them back and forth. Her head falls to my neck and she starts kissing and slightly biting on some spots.

One of my hands moves up her shirt while the other one moves her hips.

I slowly pull off her shirt and get greeted by her lacy bra.

She starts moving faster and before I can pull off her bra, my office door bursts open. What the fuck.

"Oh shit," Jennifer gasps, turning away and shutting the door.

Amaya puts her shirt back on and stands up, off my lap.

I let out a string of curse words before walking over to the door and opening it.

Jennifer stands there with an awkward look on her face and I gesture for her to come in.

"What did you need?" I breathe out when she settles in one of the chairs in front of my desk while Amaya sits in the swing chair at the side of my office.

She glances towards Amaya, "I got this text a few minutes ago," she pushes her phone towards me.

I take it and look at the text; 'Last year of college for the 'muffin'? Exciting things coming her way.'

"Who sent this? You recognize the number?" I question, frustrated. I swear if anyone goes close to my Amaya, they are fucking dead.

"No, but it's probably Cole. Who else would it be?" She sighs.

I look at the text again, "I don't think so. Cole wouldn't blow his cover like that. He wouldn't want us to know that he went to her college."

Amaya looks at me in confusion and walks over to us, picking up the phone and reading the text. Her face morphs from a confused look to a shocked one, she looks at me worried and I pull her to me.

"Nothing will happen to you, Muffin. I won't let anyone hurt you, I promise," I reassure.

She nods and buries her face into my neck with a sigh.

I turn to Jen, "Thank you for showing me, I'll take care of it. Just send that number to me."

She smiles and walks out of my office.

"You okay?" I ask Amaya, picking her up and walking us over to the swing chair. It was the most comfortable spot in the building.

I sit down with her on my lap and she looks at me, "Just worried."

"Nothing will happen to you okay? Just trust me," I kiss her softly.

She sighs into the kiss, pulling back and placing her head back into my neck and I just hold her.

Nothing will happen. Especially to Amaya.

I pull out my phone and send the number to Enzo, telling him to trace it.

He tells me he is out of town and he'll do it as soon as he is back. He needs his computer which is in the main house.

Enzo is an amazing fucking hacker and I can only trust him when it comes to anything like this. Now I just wait for him to get back.