Mr. Styles

Chapter 1

Elena's P.O.V.

I took a deep breath and knocked on his office door. "M-Mr. Styles..."

"Come in." He said harshly.

I adjusted the brown box in my hand and slowly pushed the door open. Mr. Styles was sitting at his desk reading over some papers like always. He glanced up at me and put his pen down. I shifted nervously on my feet and looked down at my freshly polished shoes.

"Ellie," he said using my nickname. "What do you have there?" I looked down at the package in my hands and slowly walked over to his large desk. My heartbeat harshly knocked against my chest. "T-This package came for you." Mr. Styles stood to his towering height and smiled. "Ah yes. Thank you darling." I nodded my head, never looking up.

I froze feeling his large fingers adjust the collar on my uniform. "Why are you always so shy around me, love?" I opened my mouth to speak and deny his accusations but the words were caught in my throat. He smirked at my flustered state. "Adorable," he muttered. He grabbed the package from my hands and turned on his heel. "You may leave Ellie."

"Thank you sir."

I shut the door behind me as I left his office and made my way into the kitchen. There are some dishes that I still need to wash and I still have to wipe down the counters. I put my hair into a messy bun and pulled on the bright yellow gloves. I sighed. I feel so tired today.

I have been working for Mr. Styles for about two years now and I have yet to take a day off. Of course I was given several days off, I just have never taken them. Well that's not true. I took a day off once. It was about six months into working for Mr. Styles and I decided to take a personal day. It was the worst day of my life and from then I have decided to never take any more days off.

I made sure the water was semi warm and began to rise the dishes. Mr. Styles says that I don't have to but I like to rinse the dishes before putting them into the dishwasher.

I hum a small tune as I loaded the dishes into the machine.

"There's my girl..."

I jumped feeling the familiar arms wrap around my waist. A small shiver ran down my spine. I felt Greg's lips press against the back of my neck. "You look so beautiful baby."

Greg and I have been working together since I came here. He actually came here a couple of months before I did. I wish he wasn't here because he is just so mean and harsh with me but I'm just too scared to say anything. He hits me sometimes and calls me names. He even forces me to do things that I don't want to do- if you know what I mean. He can be so scary sometimes, especially when he gets angry.

I whimpered feeling his hands drag under my skirt and onto my bum. "Greg..." I whined as he turned off the water. He pushed the button on the dishwasher to get it to start and turned me around so that I was facing him. He ran his fingers through my hair and massaged my scalp. I can feel my body trembling. "G-Greg we're gonna get in trouble." He chuckled and leaned down to plant a small kiss onto my forehead. "He's in his office my love. Everything will be fine." I tried to hold my tears back as I felt his fingers crawl into my panties. A small sob left my lips as pain shot up my core. Greg shoved his fingers into me rough and fast. "Panties off." He growled.

I shook my head. I don't want to do this. I never do.

Greg's eyes darkened as his large hand flew across my face. I fell to the floor, harshly landing on my hands and knees. I couldn't hold it in anymore. Heavy sobs left my body as I felt a sharp pain shoot up my arm.

"Ouchhh" I whimpered.

Greg sighed and shook his head. "I'm sorry.." He crouched down to my level and helped me stand. Gently taking my arm he slowly rotated it examining for any bruises. "I don't think it's broken love. It's okay. You're okay."

He pulled me close wrapping his arms around me. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it."

I took a deep breath trying to calm my nerves but I just couldn't. My cheek stung and I can feel a headache coming on. I tried my best not to gag as I felt his lips come in contact with my forehead. "How about you come upstairs so you can take a nap, yeah?"

I want to protest but I just can't. What if he hits again or worse? Plus, I feel a little dizzy.

I nodded my head.

Greg grabs my hand and leads me up the stairs to his bedroom- which happens to be on the other side of the house where Mr. Styles can't hear me.

We enter his bedroom and he closes and locks the door behind us. I let out a large yawn and rub my eyes. I just want to forget about what happened. I feel Greg begin to unbutton my top and I tense causing him to chuckle. "I'm just helping you get comfortable sweetheart. Relax."

He pulled off my uniform leaving me in a bra and panties. "Come baby."

He pulled the blanket back and helped me climb in. "Go to sleep love. I have to run to the market downtown to get the groceries but I should be back before you wake up."

I pull the blanket up to my chin and yawn again. "Can you get some gummies?"

Greg smiled and placed a peck on my lips. "I'll think about it. Go to sleep."

With that he left the room and shut the door behind him.

A/N: Hey guys!!!

First chapter!! What do you think so far?