Dominance

0.❦ prologue

                                              ❦. Prologue

                                   > | . Two months ago . | <

Harry walked through the metallic corridors, on his way to his office as he had just went through his daily morning-workout, the afternoon one would be in a few hours too. His towel was going over and over his hair, trying to dry because the left over water from the shower  from the shower he had just taken was dripping onto his neck and gliding down into his fresh-washed shirt down his torso.

But he was forced to stop when a familiar melody suddenly played and the  the sound of something vibrating joined it. Harry stood still, digging with his hand that ached because of the 128 push-ups he had done in only 90 seconds, into his sport-bag. His phone was found ringing and he pushed upon the button so it would contact with the earbud everyone always wore in one of their ear.

   "Eight sixty-four." 

   "Five sixty-one speaking, we need you in the meeting right now." He heard a manly voice speaking through his earbud.

   "You're lucky I've changed already." Harry said as he straightened his white shirt that clung around his torso loosely.

   "It's found, Styles. We found it finally." The officer spoke so he could also avoid Harry's annoyed statement and it made Harry's face change in surprise.

   "It is?"

   "Yes, now get over here quick because we got some important news to tell you, might pleasure you really. Room C25." 

   "Comin'." Harry ended the call before walking over to the elevator. On his way, he saw Nicole sitting by her desk and when she say Harry, her eyes widened and she quickly stood up.

   "Eight sixty four," she spoke, her voice a bit breathy because of the speed she had just used to end up next to her desk. "Can I get you something? Water? Or maybe Jack Daniels?" She asked as her hands clamped together and her fingers intertwined in front of her torso. Harry had stopped walking in the meantime, watching Nicole do her best in front of him.

   "AA-drink would be nice, yeah." Harry said and she nodded, her thin and red lipsticked lips forming into a smile..

   "I'll go and get it." She told him and turned around.

   "Be quick, I actually have a meeting." Harry called behind her, watching her ass bounce against the clothe of her tight skirt with every step she took. Nicole immediately quickened her pace, disappearing out of Harry's eyesight before he heard a faint "number 43." and the sound of the bottle fallng out of the machine. 

Nicole returned and Harry smirked as she handed him the bottle and their fingers touched, her fake-nails scraping against his skin which reminded him of the claw-marks she once gave him when he fucked her hard on her desk after his late-shift.

   "Here you go." She said and he could see how nervous she felt under his stare, wanting to be as seductive and wanted as possible.

   "Thanks." Harry said.

   "I-Is there anythig else I can get you?" Nicole asked and Harry shook his head and turned his body slightly away so it faced the doors of the elevator that were only a few yards away.

   "No, I'm fine. Thank you, Nicole." He made sure to say her name in a lower tone and watched how she bit her lip in response. Harry's right-eyelid dropped down before pulling up, having Nicole immediately blushing as the wink was now painted in her brain. 

   "Open." Harry spoke once he reached the doors and they immediately flung open so he stepped inside, his mind fixed on where it was - to who it belonged. They finally found it, the company had finally found it after seventeen years of searching, though Harry only worked there since five years, but he had gotten them further into their search then the company could ever have imagined.

   "Floor -25." The elevator went up as the floor he was currently on was even deeper underneath the ground. It used its speed to increase the time to the destination, though Harry did not feel a thing because of the volume of the air-pressure and the magnetic field in and around the elevator. He only felt a light tingling in his lower stomach. Harry opened the bottle by pulling it with his teeth before wrapping his lips around the mouth of it. He pushed and sucked the sweet liquid in his mouth and swallowed it down is throat, feeling it wetten his insides as his chin was tugged up into the air, facing the ceiling of the elevator. 

Soon, the bells dinged and the doors flung open. Harry closed the bottle and threw it into his open bag before stepping out of the elevator and walking down the dead corridor. It had the colour of a shining grey that reflected his mirror-view. The wall contained sensures so when a living and walking creature that held warmth above 15 degrees walked by, its silhouette would be displayed onto the wall so that the staff new if there were intruders inside the building.