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Aye! Aye! Captain. (49th Chapter)

Melody's POV:
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"Albert Kingsley." I smile at the humble butler, and his eyes grow bigger than the usual. "Miss, I don-..." I lift my hand politely to stop the humble man from talking, and I turn my gaze to the lawyer. "This man over here is the only person I could trust with my eyes closed. Please, hand him the papers to sign. I want him to take over the Cramer Empire." The lawyer is out of words, so is Harry and my humble butler. "I couldn't do that, Miss." Albert states in confusion and I smile at him with warmth.

"Yes you can Albert. Have you forgotten that you once told me, that you are a graduate of a business and public relations major? Albert, you are the only family I still have, you practically raised me and I never remember asking you for something; that I didn't collect it with blink of an eye. You are efficient, caring, and much responsible than I will ever be, and I'm sure my dad will be disappointed if you didn't accept."

The middle-aged man is speechless, and his eyes dwell of a certain shine that I never witnessed before. "What's it going to be, Al?" Harry supports me, and I turn my head to stare at my boyfriend. He steals a kiss from my cheek, making me blush. "I am more than honoured, I just don't know what to say." Albert states, as I stand up and walk to him. "Say yes, and make me happy... make us all happy." Iembrace the man in a daughterly matter, and he doesn't hesitate to do the same.

"Very well. (He takes a pile of papers, and places them on the counter) Mr. Kingsley, Miss Cramer; I need your signatures on the contracts so it could all be official instantly." I walk with Albert to the couches, and we both jot down our signatures; making it official. "I'll make sure to get a suitable butler, by the end of today." Albert remarks, and I keep smiling at him; he deserves it more than anyone.

... A Week Later...

I wake up feeling warm, and my smile spreads to the reason. Harry's body is wrapped up against mine, and his head is over my own; still in deep sleep. He stopped sleeping in the guesthouse, as he now began to share my queen-sized bedroom every night. I kiss the spot in-between his chest, and wriggle myself out of his arms to step out of the bed. "(He groans) Nooo... Stay, just five more minutes." I giggle at his pleading yet childish voice, and I sigh deeper through his touch. His hands pull me closer to his body, as he snuggles his head in the crook of my neck.

"Harry I need to shower and prepare for tonight, have you forgotten I'm having a special guest and the entire group is coming over tonight?" I speak to him softly, brushing his curly locks through my fingers. "Mmm, don't stop." I scoff playfully, and swat his arm in a tender matter. "You haven't heard what I said, I hate you." I place a fake pout on my mouth, and I feel him stiffen.

He lifts his head to gaze at my pout, and places a tiny kiss on my lips. "I heard you baby, I did. I just want us to stay like this forever. I love having you in my arms... well in your arms as a matter of fact." I giggle at his goofiness, and I climb off the bed. Once I stand up, he slaps my butt and I squeal, as his heavy laugh lightens up my world like nobody else did before. "You're so beautiful even when you've just woken up. How is it possible?" He wonders and I flush in the same color of my PJs; pink.

"Go back to bed, will you?" I demand in a girlish matter, and he winks. "Aye! Aye! Captain." I chuckle at his childish behaviour, as I take my time to shower and change. I have arranged a dinner, which will include having Harry's friends over, Camille, and a mystery guest that I still haven't told Harry or anyone about. He tried asking me multiple times, but I kept changing the subject. I just hope that it all turns out perfect eventually. Let's hope for the best.