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Monday, July 15

He growls lowly in my throat that makes my bones shake and sends my heart into a frenzy. His teeth sink into my lip causing me to flinch. He pulls on it and then releases. His tongue darts out, skimming over the bite mark before I have time to register the sting.

His hand still holds both of mine tightly above my head while his other skims down my body. He presses further into me, plunging me even deeper into this fucked up decision.

I should stop this but I can't. He has completely taken over my senses and every action. My body and mind are a slave to the way his lips mold to mine. We are all lips, teeth, and tongue as he kisses me. I can hardly hold on to any thought as his free hand squeezes my hip. I have to say something though. He needs to know that he hasn't won. Although with the way I am kissing him back, it sure as hell looks like it.

"This..." I suck in a sharp breath as his fingers skim underneath my shirt. Gasping for air, I quickly finish my thought. "...doesn't... change... anything."

Suddenly he chuckles darkly and releases me, taking a step back. My body is still buzzing from him as I try to breathe normally again. The pathetic part of me wishes I would've kept my mouth shut. Anything for him to be touching me again.

"We'll see." His lips are pulled into an amused smile, like he is telling a joke that I don't understand. "We have a meeting to attend."

He begins straightening his jacket and runs a hand through his hair. Harry extends his arm and I wrap mine around it as he leads me away from the alley and to the door of the restaurant.

Embarrassingly enough I am still breathing hard from our exchange as a group of men stand at our appearance. All of them are unfamiliar. All except one. Louis Tomlinson's blue eyes instantly capture mine. He stares me down with a knowing smile, as if he can sense that I have just made out with his business partner in the alley.

Harry doesn't seem to notice as he begins shaking hands with all of them. I remove my arm from his and follow suit.

"Gentleman, this is Aurora Whitman my date."

As we take our seats, Mr. Tomlinson grabs my elbow and I jerk away. A sly smile spreads over his lips and pulls my chair out for me. I glare at him but accept his gesture. As I sit his fingers stroke my shoulders and I feel his breath blow softly against my ear as he says, "Pleasure to see you Miss. Whitman."

I remain calm but goosebumps cover my arms.

"Mr. Tomlinson."

I nod in his direction and he moves to sit across from me. His eyes never leave me and when he's seated, he folds his fingers together on the table.

"I heard that once your probationary contract is over, you will be leaving Acerbus Enterprises."

"That's correct."

He raises an eyebrow at my clipped tone but seems amused.

"Have you given any thought to my job offer?"

I hold back my scoff. As if I would actually consider working for him. He gives me the fucking creeps, I don't care how hot he is, with his floppy hair and glittery blue eyes. I force a smile as I sweetly reply.

"I haven't. Acerbus Enterprises has kept me busy and haven't really thought about my plans for afterward."

"My offer stands Miss. Whitman."

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