Yes, Boss

forty two.

Flora p.o.v

My attention flicks up as the phone rings, it's 10 minutes until my leaving time I hope he doesn't want much.

"Yes Daddy?" I hum under my breath. It's already happened three times today.. surely he's not up for it again.

"Come in baby, I need to talk to you" Harry says, his voice gruff. I hang up and head through the door into his office, his sleeves are rolled up messily and his hair is ruffled partly from the sex and party from his hand in that gesture he does when he's stressed.

"What is it?" I ask, biting my lip and pushing my hair behind my ear as I stand before him in my leather skirt and slightly see-through blouse.

"You're coming to the BFA's with me tonight" He looks up, pointing his pen at me complacently, my mouth opens.

"You want me to come to the British fashion awards?!" I say with excitement, smiling from cheek to cheek. With Harry I find it easy to forget how incredible my current job is.

"Yeah, leave now, go to Adrienne, she should be able to find you something to wear" He smirks, looking back down at his work.

"Really..?" I say, unable to believe the sadistic man who loves seeing me cry out in pain is doing something this sweet for me.

"Just go, now, before I change my mind" He mocks and I turn on my heel.

"I 'll come by yours in a car for half 8" He calls as I collect my stuff and head over to wardrobe with a stupid grin plastered on my face. I thought he'd still be mad about the trick I pulled at the weekend with the blindfold and the handcuffs.. and the key I may or may not have lost until 11 the next morning.. anyway..

Adrienne always seems pleased to see me - which is nice seeing as I left her department for Harry on like my first day. I explain to her about the BFA's and she gushes about how much I'm going to love it and how I'll probably be sitting on the same table as Kate Moss so she is hoping I don't get star struck - which I do, majorly. She also pins me into the most amazing grey silk dress with a pretty daring cleavage that makes me want to arrange my hair over it.

"This is perfect, I'll get wardrobe to adjust it and have it sent over in an hour" She nods, calling in another girl from wardrobe called Scarlett to confirm how 'amazing' I look, which makes me blush as I hurriedly re-dress, thinking about the gorgeous actresses and models Adrienne has dressed.

On arrival home I rush an excited explanation to my mother about the BFA's, who seems mainly non-plussed. God I need to move in with Amber... which reminds me, we need to talk about that.

I struggle to get ready in time for half 8, the dress literally arrives in the nick of time. I was applying my lip liner in heels and underwear, palms sweaty, worrying if it will actually come. I step into the slinky material, wondering what my parents are going to say - I obviously have to go braless, and prey my boobs will stay in place with a bit of tape, that stuff, does wonders. A horn sounds loudly outside and I look out the window, it's him alright. In a shining black Mercedes, the driver stands by the passenger door waiting for me. I use one last spritz of perfume, quickly, tossing it into my clutch before heading downstairs and rushing through past my family, bidding them a quick goodbye as they peer out of the window curiously at the smart black car.

"Tell Harry we said Hello!" My dad calls.

"Ugh" I mumble as I step into the cold air.

"Evening Flora, you look wonderful" Glenn smiles, his wise face wrinkling.

"Evening Glenn, thankyou" I mumble blushing, stepping into the car where he's opened the door. Harry is looking at me expectantly, on the far side of the back seats. He releases his bottom lip where he was tugging it with his teeth.

"Don't you look ravishing" He says, his voice huskily low, I look into my lap, plugging my seat belt and acting distracted, he makes me feel so under pressure when he looks at me like that.

"You do our SS16 collection, a lot of justice" He says, eyeing my entire body.. or maybe the dress, I mean I don't know, he runs his long fingers delicately down the silk strap on my shoulder, letting his fingers overlap the line where the dress finishes and my cleavage begins, his hands on my warm skin making me shiver with pleasure.

"I hope you're ready for the paps" He says.

"Paps?" I mumble.. I don't think I've ever seen an actual pap in my life.

"Sure, they're always there at these things, and you're going to be next to me, so prepare yourself" He says. I wonder about the things Glenn hears in the back of this car, and I apologies to him in my head.

"I'm going to be pictured with you.. like together.." I ask. He shakes his head a little at my words, grinning.

"Yes, with me! Speculation is free publicity princess" He says.

"Speculation.. about what?"I ask.

"Us." He says, his hand moving to my face, leaning down to kiss below my jawline and down the sensitive skin on my chest. The paps won't be the only one's speculating about us, I'm doing it myself.

"You'll smile and look pretty for daddy, won't you?" He asks sternly, his hand having slipped under the silk that was covering my chest.

"Yes daddy, of course" I say quietly, admiring his freshly shaved face and full lips that form into a smirk as he nods in satisfaction.

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oKAY I am so so sorry I haven't updated in 2148398923 years I'm sitting some seriously important exams in a few weeks I've been so busy with college so updates will be slow but. Hope you like this okay. Also almost 200k reads is freaking crazy never thought this fan fic would be popular i'm glad you like it

- Ro xxx