Secrets | Harry Styles

Chapter 28

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I'm kinda nervous about tonight, going to Anastasia. But that bitch needs to know her fucking place. I don't know if ever been this angry, this woman is something else. I don't know from where she had nerves to grab me like this if she knew that Harry is boss off the winds.

I don't know, I feel Harry is hiding something from me. But I don't dare to ask, because every time we have discussion about Anastasia he gets very mad. It can't be just because she's obsessed with him.

Maybe I'm just overthinking everything as usual.

I need to stop overthink and get up, thank god today is Saturday, no lectures!

I turn myself over to Harry, and snuggle into him as I buried my face into his neck. I hear take a deep breath, that's means his waking up.

"Good morning Beautiful." He said with a rusty voice.

I smile into his neck, lifting my head to look at his handsome face. I can't believe this man is mine, how did I got this lucky.

"Morning handsome." I smirk.

I feel his hand slide from my back to my ass as he squeezes making me scrunch my nose, I'm still sore from yesterday.

"Sore?" He chuckles.

"Yes, thanks to you." I roll my eyes playfully.

He smirks, "Well next time you will know to keep your tone down." He chuckles making me nod, "I didn't think you had in you to cross me like this." He becomes more serious now.

I hide myself in his chest, "I'm sorry." I mumble.  "But you made me really frustrated." I explain.

He chuckles, "I know."

"Asshole." Can't help it but mumble under my breath.

"Beg you pardon?" He ask in dominance voice.

Shit, good job Amelia now you're fucked up. Well at least I got twenty one good years to live.

Bye world!

"I'm sorry." I apologise immediately.

"Did you just call me an asshole?" He asks as I nod into his chest.

Can't lie here, because he heard me pretty well. Oh god this is a death of me, isn't?

In seconds Harry flips me on my stomach as he grabs my hands behind me and holds it there, and then he repeatedly comes down on my ass hard. I whipper as I try to fight against him but he is so much stronger than me.

"Aw! Please!" I scream out, because it burns like hell, because it didn't even heal from yesterday.

"You know what you need to say." I could hear a smirk on that bastard. And he keeps going with a spanking.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please stop." I beg him.

Thankfully he lets go of my hands and flips me back on my back, as he sits on top of me now looking down at me, "So I am an asshole?" He ask in a teasing voice.

Yes.

I shook my head, "No sir."

"Good girl." He leans and kissed me.