When Katherine Mason takes a job as a live-in housekeeper for Harry Styles, a sexy billionaire businessman, she finds herself immersed in a world of wealth, luxury, and power. She tries her best to navigate her new surroundings and become successful...
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Harry's knuckles rapped against the screen door of a modest home in Williamsburg. He knew where to find Katherine, because he made Bates give him explicit instructions on where he took her the day she left. He needed to know where she went, if only to ease his mind. But of course it didn't.
Harry waited patiently for someone to answer the door, his dark sunglasses hiding his eyes from the sun.
"Can I help you?" He heard a woman's voice from the other side of the screen door.
Harry looked up to find a heavy-set red-headed woman. He didn't know what he was expecting, so he wasn't surprised.
"You're not selling anything, are ya?" The lady asked, cocking an eyebrow at him.
"No, ma'am," he told her.
"Are you a cop or something?" She asked, narrowing her eyes at him.
"No, ma'am. My name is Harry Styles—" He started to introduce himself.
"Ohh," she interjected, her eyes softening as she looked at him.
"You know of me?" He asked, looking at her questioningly.
"I've heard of you," she told him evenly.
"I was just wondering if—" Harry started.
"She's not here," the woman stated plainly, causing Harry's heart to drop noticeably.
"Do you know where I can find her?" He asked, pulling his sunglasses off, giving her a hopeful look.
"You're even more handsome than she let on," the woman told him, eyeing him intently.
"Thank you, ma'am," he said, not even cracking a smile. If he had a dollar for every time someone complimented his looks, he'd be a billionaire twice over.
"She's at work," the woman told him a moment later.
"And where is 'work'?" Harry asked hopefully.
"The diner on 10th street," she told him, pointing down the road.
Harry's heart sank further. She was working in a diner instead of in her rightful place working for him. But then again, he wasn't looking for her to ask her to come back to work.
"Thank you for your time," he told the woman as he replaced his sunglasses and took a step down the stoop.
"You're very welcome, Mr. Styles," she replied with a nod and a smile.
...
Harry sat in the corner booth at the 10th street diner, watching Katherine from afar. She worked quickly and efficiently, even chatting up the customers when she got the chance. Her smile was beautiful, but he could see it didn't reach her eyes. Her eyes were sad and he knew why.
"What can I get ya?" Katherine asked as she walked up to the table, her eyes focused on the tablet of paper in her hands, ready to take his order.
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