"Harry, just-just let me go. Please," I said, tears flowing from my eyes.
"Oh, no, baby. You came to me. I took you. Now you're mine."
Before she met Harry, Mia was an ordinary girl. Then her best friend, Alexa takes her on a vacation London, where...
After we got out of the tub, Harry and I sat on the couch watching Revolutionary Road.
"Alright," he said a little after the movie ended. "We should get to bed now. Work tomorrow."
"Okay," I said tiredly, and stretching out of the comfortable ball I was in on the couch, and grabbing the balled up tissues that were next to me, due to my crying throughout the movie. I took the greasy popcorn bowl from Harry's hands and went into the kitchen to wash it out. Honestly, I didn't know what Harry and I were right now. But I still liked it.
"Thank you," I heard from behind me. I glanced back to see Harry walking towards me in a grey t-shirt and some jogging pants.
"It's nothing," I said. I mean, it really wasn't. It was kind of a habit I developed from when I was younger. Harry's arms snaking around my waist interrupted my thinking.
"Harry..."
"I just want to take you on the counter. Right now."
"Harry, please it's late."
"But I'm the boss.."
"Harry," I said, spinning out of his grasp. "Do you think about sex at every waking moment," I questioned.
"No, I normally don't, but with you being here, I can't help but to." I felt heat rise to my cheeks at Harry's statement.
"C'mon, let's go to bed," he said, letting me walk out of the kitchen in front of him.
I lay down in his soft, plush bed, taking in the feeling of the soft sheets. His bed was so comfortable, and it was even better with him in it.
I felt the bed dip down a little as Harry got in it, wrapping his arms around me. I instantly relaxed in his arms.
"Goodnight, Mia."
"Good night Harry."
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Mia's P.O.V.
I woke up to my alarm blaring. Harry was still fast asleep. I got up, going to the shower, and picking out my fit for the day. I was feeling a little rebellious today, so I chose a fitting black dress that had lace cutouts in the arms and midsection with some black heels. I put small waves in my hair, letting it hang, and accented it all with small gold studs, a red lip, mascara, and a jet black cat eye. (Thats just the dress, not the full look)
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I put on a blazer over it. It would be a surprise for Harry when he got to work. I smiled to myself at my devious plan. I left out of the house and caught a cab.
"Good morning Orian," I said, entering the office.
"Good morning Mia. Looking fabulous as always today."
"Thank you," I said flashing her a smile. After about 30 minutes or so of working, there was a knock at the door.
"Come in!" It was Harry.
"Well, well, well," he said. "Look at the early bird. Good job for coming to work on your own. That's commendable."
"Thank you, Sir," I said, looking at him from underneath my lashes. I saw him shift a little at my words, but he was trying to hide it.
"Okay, well, continue your work," he said, leaving out abrubtly.
"Oh, and Mia," he said, opening the door again. "I need you to bring some papers to me. I'll send you the email. Look over it, make sure everything is good, print out about 50 copies, and bring them to me."
"Yes Mr. Styles." He left out and I smirked to myself because I knew what I was doing to him.
A few seconds later, the email popped up and I did as Harry told me. Before I took the paper down to his office, I took off my blazer, showing the lace sleeves and mid cut out. I picked up the stack of papers and went on my way to his office.
"Mia, looking good," Louis said walking past me with a smirk, looking me up and down. I'll admit, Louis was cute, with his sea blue eyes and shaggy hair, but nobody could match Harry.
Harry's P.O.V
I waited at my desk for Mia to come to my office. She was acting strange today. I liked it, and her words did something to me.
"Yes Sir." The face she made with it my want even stronger. It turned me on, but I wasn't sure why.
"Harry," I heard her soft voice through the door.
"Come in." She slowly opened the door, and closed it back behind her as she walked in, revealing the dress she had on underneath that jacket. I felt my cock twitch and it began pushing at the fabric of my pants that covered it. When she set the papers down, she bent over, showing some of her amazing cleavage.
"Is there anything else I can do, Sir," she asked, batting her lashes, her hands clasped behind her back, and her hair draping over her shoulders and down her waist. The sun from my window glistened off of her, making the sight even more beautiful. She was teasing me, and I knew it. I cleared my throat, and said "No, that's all."
"Okay." She turned around, walking torturously slow, and I just watched the show she gave me leaving. I know she knew what she was doing. My dick was still hard, and it got harder the more I thought about what just happened.
"Fuck it," I grumbled. I dialed her office phone.
"Hello," she answered, and I could hear the smug tone in her voice.
"Mia.."
"Oh, hi, Harry, do you need something?"
"Mia, could you come here please?"
"Yes sir, anything for you." The line went dead. Yeah. She was definitely in for it.
A.n. I hope everyone is enjoying the book. Ive been super busy, but I will update as much as possible.
