Foreign Affairs |H.S.|

Chapter 14

I stood up, fixing my pants. Harry brought my face up to his, and kissed me sweetly.

"Congratulations," he whispered. "You work for me now."

"Oh what, so rape is your fucking initiation or something," I asked while putting my sweater back on.

"I didn't rape you, Mia."

"And I didn't tell you you could touch me either."

"But you didn't tell me to stop."

"You didn't listen when I said your name because your cock was thinking for you."

"I'd watch that little mouth, if I were you Mia. Let's not get off to a bad start now, please.."

"Harry, we literally just met, and I'm already here alone in your office getting finger fucked.." Then, in one swift movement, he grabbed both of my wrists tightly, causing me to gasp slightly.

"Look, Mia, I suggest you keep your commentary to yourself, understood?"

I looked down at his hands grasping my wrists, which were now turning red.

"Answer me, Mia," he said, his tone a little louder than before.

"Yes, Harry."

"Good. That's not all of this Mia. There's so much more of me that you'll find out about me, but, I think we'll start with the basics. Wouldn't wanna scare you off now, would we," he said picking up the folders and papers that he'd knocked onto the floor.

"Uh, yeah. So, what now?"

"Okay, so we're gonna get you a Skype set up for the office, unless you already have one."

"I- I already have one."

"Username?"

"It's m-i-a dot j-a-a-y."

"Simple name."

"I mean, is it supposed to be something intricate or complex?" His eyes darted up to me, cold and dark. He sat back in his chair and sighed.

"Mia, Mia, Mia... What are am I gonna do with you?" I was quiet, not knowing exactly how I was supposed to respond. He stood up, walking around his desk. I looked down and bit my lip. I heard him walking over to me and his long, warm, slender fingers lifted my chin up. I was looking at him, and he was examining me. I wasn't sure about how I was supposed to be feeling in that moment. Then he kissed me, softly.

"When are you leaving?"

"Uh, June 3rd.."

"Hmm, seven days from now. I'm sure we'll have some fun hmm?"

"Uh, sure."

"I want you here everyday this week until you leave. Be on time, or else."

"Okay."

"Well, if that's all, then, we can be on our way."

"To where?"

"Would you like to get something to eat, perhaps?"

"Sure," I said, staring at his lips. I wondered what I had gotten myself into.