An outburst has to end at some point. What Alexia didn't account for was Y/N's reaction, the boxer sure had more than looks going for her.
After minutes of pacing around, inspecting Y/N's apartment, the midfielder chose to sit on a cloud-like couch and wait for the boxer to return to her vicinity.
"There you are" she stood up so fast, anger in her step "I don't know what you thought you were going to achieve with kidnapping me but-"
Y/N stared into the midfielder's eyes and cut her off mid ramble "No" she stated, turning her back to Alexia and headed to the open plan kitchen.
The midfielder was fast on her feet and followed close behind "No what?!" she exclaimed only to have her back against a cold brick pillar.
"You will not raise your voice at me" Y/N stated "And we are not having that argument right now" she glanced down at the midfielder's lips, fighting the urge to teach Alexia a lesson.
The boxer always had had great control over herself, but this specific Spaniard was warping the lines.
Y/N turned on her feet and proceeded to the kitchen, leaving Alexia dumbfounded.
The boxer started to whip a quick french omelette, accompanied by the Catalan's favourite savoury tradition "pa amb tomaquet".
Serving a plateful to Alexia "Eat" Y/N demanded, pointing to the barstool behind the kitchen island.
"You're not going to sit down?" the midfielder asked.
"And get near you only for you to have another outburst? No thank you" Y/N scoffed "Now eat"
It didn't take long until both plates were empty, wondering eyes started to reappear.
"No dessert?" Alexia questioned pointing at the fridge.
"There should be something sweet in there" Y/N stated before she made her way to the living room, she rearranged the pillows that the midfielder had disorganised previously.
"Feel right at home, there's a guest room through that corridor, a private bathroom adjacent to it."
"And where are you going?" Alexia asked puzzled.
"My room" the boxer stated bluntly but as she started to turn around the Spaniard pounced.
"You did not force me into your apartment to have me sleep in a guest bedroom" she stated "Nuh huh"
Y/N laughed under her breath.
"Look closely, the elevator and garage allow anyone to get out if they wish to do so" Y/N stated "You're still here because you want to be" and before leaving she let a small offer on the table "Tomorrow morning, if you're still here, we can have that talk"
"I want more than a talk" Alexia stated but her words fell on deaf ears.
Sure enough, the midfielder investigated Y/N's claim. She called for the elevator, hopped in and investigated the buttons.
Just as the boxer had previously stated, the elevator had a button for the main floor; an exit, but also for a restaurant, a gym and the parking garage.
That surely meant that there was a way out, so Alexia investigated it.
As she arrived to the restaurant, a butler appeared "What can I do for you miss Putellas?" he kindly asked.
"How do you know my name?" the midfielder asked, she sure as hell didn't recognise the man.
"Miss Y/L/N warned us that you might appear, we were instructed to do as you wish, that required us knowing your name" the man replied, his voice calm and soothing.
"Us? What do you mean us?"
"The restaurant has a private kitchen, fully staffed to accommodate your requests, the garage has an on call chauffeur that will take you anywhere you wish." the butler started to explain "I almost forgot, the gym has a masseuse, a private instructor and a physio at your disposal" he finished.
Alexia's face painted the full picture. The woman had never been caught with her guard so far down, dumbfounded at the situation she gave in.
"So if I ask for a 5 course meal right now you guys will just whip it up?" she questioned.
"Yes, that was what we were instructed to do, miss"
"Interesting" Alexia inspected the restaurant, the butler followed close behind.
"The private restaurant is through those doors" he pointed to massive wooden doors that lead to the corner of the room.
"That won't be needed" she replied, entering the private kitchen she had just heard about.
Everyone turned around, three kitchen aids, what looked like a sous chef and a chef stepped forward.
"Good evening miss Putellas" the chef introduced himself "My name is Gerard and I will be your chef tonight" he pointed to his staff "We should be able to make anything you wish to eat"
"Thank you, but it won't be needed" she stated "You guys can go home"
Nobody moved an inch. Their faces were still, nobody talked.
"You heard me right?" she asked "I don't need anything, you guys can go enjoy your evening"
Still nobody moved "With all due respect miss Putellas, but we will do what miss Y/L/N instructs us to do" the chef stated.
"Fine, have a good night" she stated, turning her feet towards the elevator "I'm off" and off she went.
The butler accompanied her to the elevator, pressed the code in and wished her a good evening.
Alexia was quick to press the garage, wanting to check out the "you can leave when you wish" claim.
How had she even missed a button literally engraved with the word exit was beyond her, but she did.
Now alone in the private garage, she inspected every car, all unlocked. She stepped into almost all three cars before getting bored.
The cars were top of the line, an Audi TT tuned to perfection, a Range Rover that cost more than Alexia's apartment and the Rolls Royce she had been transported in previously.
The bike was nothing to burst about, a simple black but respect inducing bike parked right next to the elevator.
Alexia wanted to return back to the penthouse, or at least inspect the gym before doing so- what was stopping her? The code she had to put in for the elevator to open.
"Oh isn't this just great" she scoffed "Stuck in a garage with no cell service" she punched different codes in.
"7009" was the closest she got before the alarm started to ring, red flashing lights turned on and the lights illuminating the garage dimmed down.
"Fuck fuck fuck" she exclaimed hitting the pad, trying to stop the alarm.
Suddenly the red flashing lights stopped, the lights retuned to normal and the alarm no longer decorated the silence of the garage.
The light above the elevator turned on, indicating that someone was on their way down.
Sure enough Y/N's eyes locked on Alexia as the doors slid open.
"I'm sorry" she mumbled "I forgot the code"
"Come in" Y/N stated, not acknowledging Alexia's predicament, the boxer pressed the penthouse button.
The time felt like it was barely going by before the midfielder suddenly pressed a button, making the elevator stop.
"Sorry, I assumed incorrectly" Y/N stated as her hand hovered over the lobby button, a defeated look on her face.
Alexia was quick to grab the boxer's wrist, preventing her from pressing the button that would end their night short.
"It's midnight" she stated, looking at the boxer with lust in her eyes.
Y/N looked puzzled, not understanding what Alexia meant.
"You said that if I was still here today, in the morning we would talk" she stated.
"Alexia, this isn't what anybody calls 'the morning'" Y/N stated.
The midfielder was feeling bold as Y/N's demeanour had changed, no longer the authoritarian ordering her around.
"We can talk later, but I'm here now" she stated leading the boxer's hand to her hip, closing the gap that Y/N had built between them.
The boxer closed her eyes "Stop" she stated, looking like she was losing a fight within. A fight to regain control over herself.
Alexia realised what was happening, she was so close from getting what she wanted and she sure was determined to do so.
"What happens if I don't" she whispered on Y/N's lips, knowing that this would break whatever self restraint the boxer still had.
"Stop" Y/N stated again, this time with her eyes open, staring into Alexia's.
"No" the midfielder whispered again, gracing her hand along the boxer's abs and up to her neck, pulling her closer.
That's when Y/N broke, roughly grabbing Alexia's neck and devouring her lips, not stopping for air. Alexia's back firmly pressed against the elevator's walls.
Without the midfielder's knowledge, Y/N had gotten the elevator to start again, leading them back to the penthouse.
As the doors opened Y/N grabbed Alexia's hips and picked her up off the ground, groaning into her mouth.
She leaded them to the guest bedroom, throwing her onto the bed.
"Stay" Y/N demanded and without waiting for Alexia's response she left the room, ultimately leaving Alexia alone with her thoughts for the rest of the night.
Alexia stayed on the bed, her hands travelling to her head as she pondered what just had happened, pure lust over her body.
The midfielder hadn't even tried to run after Y/N, the boxer hadn't broken her word so why would she do it now?
Ultimately, Alexia knew that she would get what she wanted.
