Secrets revealed

Chapter 2

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The good looking cover

If I told you Harry Styles, one of the cities most successful businessman and bachelor was a fake, a charade what would you say?

What would you say if I had told you about all his ambitious sexual encounters or dreams?

Would you think differently?

Would you say he is a player? A sex addict? A manipulator? Or a manwhore?

Well why don't I fill you in on the Harry Styles you all look at but never notice or truly see. Harry styles 24 businessman, owner and CEO of Styles Incorporation. It's truly impressive that such a man at such a young age could be so successful and involved with the harsh world that is business.

To survive in such a word is a heavy task. One that cannot be taken lightly. You can't be nice or play fair, you can't feel pity or sympathy. You have to be determined-knowing what you want and doing what it takes to get it. You need to be clever with the steps you take. See business is a game. One big fat game and you are all merely the pieces to this game, your all being played by the player. And it is quite entertaining that no one sees it.

The Harry Styles that everyone looks at is merely the face, the charade, the front cover of a magazine or book if you will. He is intimidating, controlling, determined and wanted for more than his brain. However, if you delve deeper into this human being that seems to be meat to so many women and men who simply want to bed him and men or women that simply need his business, than you would see someone so much more.

I won't say I've had the pleasure to see the deeper side as of yet. And I can't say I or anyone else ever will. But I can tell it would be one interesting book to open, one you won't be able to put down. One you will read again and again. One that you will forever want for more than the cover that looks good. Harry Styles is the player of the game, he is not one to be played or a playing piece in the bigger picture. He simply runs and controls it.

Harry Edward Styles from Holmes Chapel in Cheshire is the hardest puzzle you will ever try to work out and complete. I'm sure that no one can complete, decode or decipher such a complex individual.

So let me answer those questions I had asked at the start. If I told you he was a fake you would simply answer 'no one can ever tell, no one knows the real him'

If I told you of his sexual encounters and desires, you would say 'he's young, he's having fun. Don't we all'

If you thought of him differently, if you called him anything other than what he deserves you are the ones that hold the charade. Because at one time or another we are all of them things. I know I have been.

So next time you want to judge someone because you read about them. Because you see them without seeing them. Because the paparazzi say one thing. Next time you should try to pick up that good looking cover and open the freaking book. Because I can ensure you- You will be in for one hell of a ride.

Written and edited by Mckenzie Keating of Keat Magazine.

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'You can't go in there. She's busy. Miss-' I could hear Meredith shouting at whom I presume is currently walking straight for my office. If I'm honest I was not in the mood today for anyone's shit. I had already had my mother on the phone and that was enough for one day.

I set down my pen and lean back in my chair to see whom believes they can just walk into my office. Especially after being told they couldn't

As the door opens I am truly shocked to see a pissed off Allison staring at me. She stalks towards me shoving her things into the chair and standing before me.

'Its okay Meredith. You can go on a break okay. Now Miss Miller can I help you with something? You need that reference?' I watch as the anger rises into her eyes but to be honest I am already pissed today so I simply do not care for her feelings.

'No. I came here to get my job back-' she's interrupted by my office door opening again and this time Harry Styles is walking in holding what appears to be my magazine.

'Are you busy Miss Keating?' He enters the room anyway and immediately draws all attention to him

I send a warm smile one that is actually genuine for the first time today 'Not at all Mr Styles, please take a seat this won't be taking long. Now Miss Miller, please tell me why you are here?'

I stay seated, trying to remain calm I do not want to lose my temper. I see Harry take a seat at the side of Allison, I can feel his eyes blaring into my body, he's watching me intently. I'm sure analysing my movements and reactions to this intrusion.

'As I was saying before I got so rudely interrupted- she looks to Harry and I watch as he scoffs not really caring- I have come to get my job back, you unfairly dismissed me. And I want my job back now. After everything I've done for you, I deserve-'

I rise from my seat holding my hand out to shut her up which she does immediately. My eyes harden as I look at her angrily.

'Now Miss Miller, you will most definitely not be getting you job back today or ever. I was kind enough to offer a reference to you but after this episode you can forget even getting a job anywhere in this city. If it was not bad enough for you to storm into my office , interrupting my work and intruding into my personal space without adequate invitation, you go on to insult one of the most successful and respected businessman in this city,I wouldn't say that's a smart thing to do.'

Her eyes widen as she looks to Harry and back at me, I take the brief moment to look to him to, his eyes still trained on me but this time he holds a smirk, I soon continue my rant

'How dare you come to me demanding such things, saying you deserve this. You deserve nothing from me, your lucky I even paid you for this month as a friendly gesture. Not only have you let me down, but you fuck up in everything and I simply do not have the time to do my own work and then rewrite the shit you come up with. So I am telling you now that you need to leave this office'

She stares at me with tears in her eyes, I see that she wants to curse me out, I catch a swift movement of her wrist coming towards my face. I can also see how quick myself and Harry are to respond. We both grab ahold of her arm before it comes in contact with my face. She stares in shock at the two strong grips around her arm.

'Now Miss Miller. I wanted to give you the dignity of walking out of here without anyone knowing of what had happened. I'm not sure you still deserve that.' I press down on the red buzzer which brings in my security guard-Leo. He enters the room and stares in shock as he sees both me and Harry still holding Allison's arm

'Leo if you could be so kind to dispose of the trash that has made their way into my office. It's time to leave Miss Miller. Do not come back here. It is a simple warning. I won't be so Nice next time. Now get the fuck out of my office and my presence.'

Leo walks forward and takes ahold of Allison, I watch as they reach the door. 'Oh Miss Miller I forgot something' she turns to face me 'apologise to Mr Styles right now, you were incredibly rude to someone who did not deserve it'

'Sorry' she mutters before leaving

I look back to Harry as he sits there facing me, I can't quite decipher the emotion he is feeling and he doesn't speak so I straighten my dress and sit down.

'My sincere apologies Mr Styles. Now what can I help you with?'