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Harry's P.O.V.

At work, I got there and opened the two front doors. Louis, my best mate and co-owner of Styles Inc., (A/N sorry couldn't think of a better name) called me over to see a girl beside him. She stood there, checking me out while biting her lip. She was a good-looking woman, but was no match to my baby, Luna. The woman had dark brown hair and brown eyes. "Harry, my man! Meet Gabriella Gonzales, the new secretary. I'm sure you two will get along well." He smirked at me. I was internally screaming at him, but externally I was just gritting my teeth. "Louis, can I talk to you? In my office?" He nodded, and we started walking towards our private elevator to the CEO's floor. I turned around, pretty pissed. "Did I fucking tell you to follow us?" She had a terrified look on her face. "N-no, Mr. Styles." I could not stand one more minute of her insolence. "THEN WHY THE ACTUAL FUCK ARE YOU?!" She nodded, scurrying away to the desk. We got in the elevator.

*skipping elevator ride*

We arrived at our floor and I opened the door to my office. Closing the door, I looked at Louis with a softer look on my face. "Louis, take a seat. I have something quite important to tell you." He nodded, lounging back on my expensive Italian leather chair. I closed my eyes, then spilt the entire story to him, about Luna.

After I finished, his eyes were wide and his jaw to the floor. "You're in love with the maid?" Anger built up inside of me from how he said the word maid. "What the hell, Louis?! You're seriously gonna criticize me about who I love after what happened last year?!" His eyes got even wider, but this time there was unforgettable fury inside. "We swore to keep that a secret." I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, whatever you want. Just, just go. Oh, and I've already told Luna, so I want to give her tonight alone to think it over. Liam, Niall, Ed, and I are going to a bar later, wanna come? I'm staying in a hotel after." He nodded, suddenly happy again. I chuckled,getting to my paperwork as he walks down the hall to his office.

A few hours later, about thirty minutes before I was leaving, Gabriella came in. I internally rolled my eyes. "What do you want?" She smirked. "I wanna make it up to you, for upsetting you earlier. I can do whatever you want. Absolutely anything." I looked at her in disgust. "That is not appropriate, Ms. Gonzales. You need to leave." "But-" "No, you must leave. Now." She nodded in defeat, walking out of the room. I had wasted ten minutes of my time talking to that skanky whore, and now I had to leave to get to the hotel room on time. Stupid bitch.

Luna's P.O.V.

I was still comprehending the letter. A huge part of me wanted to say yes-I mean, who wouldn't? Mr. Styles is a very, very attractive man. Once, Maddie called him a "super hot sex kitten with the looks of a Greek god." I don't understand what she meant at all. I probably never will. But, a small, almost miniscule, part of me was saying say no, if you agree he will just leave you. I really, really wanted to say yes. I really do find him attractive, and I could learn to love him. I decided on an in between answer. I took a piece of paper out of my notebook and began writing.

Dear Mr. Styles,

I'm not entirely sure how to answer. I would like to say yes, but I'm not sure that would be the best answer. This is because I hardly know you. Before I give a final answer, I would like to get to know you. I can't feel comfortable around a virtual stranger.