A.M. ↠ zarry AU

alluring

al·lur·ing

/əˈlo͝oriNG/

adjective

powerfully and mysteriously attractive or fascinating; seductive.

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"And why should I hire you? What have you got to offer?" The woman who sat opposite Harry asked. She was busy going through some papers, not really taking him too seriously.

Harry's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Well why shouldn't you, sweetheart?" He shrugged off his leather jacket so that he could show off his arms, purposefully flexing them and then resting his elbows on the table in front of him. "I mean I'm clean, healthy, fit." He gestured to his medical reports that she was looking at. Harry was good looking, and he knew that, and, he knew that other people thought the same. Nice strong features, good toned body, cheeky, flirtatious personality. After five minutes of meeting someone he would have them comfortably wrapped around his finger.

"Honestly? You look like some college hipster kid that's trying too hard."

"Ouch." Harry pouted and clutched at his chest. "You don't mince your words, do you?" He smirked.

"I've built a reputable nightclub here,"

Ha, 'nightclub'. Harry smiled at the word used for the whore house he currently sat in.

"Only the best of the best will be hired to keep my clientele satisfied."

Harry thumbed his bottom lip.

The woman sitting in front of him must have been in her mid forties, pale skin, bright orange/red hair and dressed in a tight black women's suit.
"Vivian, I know you're the best - that's why I'm here.. all I'm asking for is a chance." Harry said in his charming voice. He had heard about this 'nightclub' from friend's at his previous job, where he worked as a kitchen cleaner in an upmarket restaurant.

"Have you seen Jessa lately?"

"Bro. She's rolling in it now, bagged herself a nice little sugar daddy from Silk that takes care of everything for her. He paid off ALL her beauty school shit and bought her a new Range Rover just for the hell of it."

"Goddamn, I'd go for it if I didn't care so much about morals."

Harry stopped scrubbing the bottom of the burnt pan and eavesdropped on the waiters' conversation.

Vivian leaned back in her leather chair and crossed her legs, not missing Harry's green eyes quickly darting from her hips to heels. "How old are you?" She was not careless enough to skip over the date of birth section, but wanted to see if Harry would be honest with her.

Harry bit the corner of his lip and grinned, "twenty - five." He said lowly, as if he had just told her a secret.

"Try again." Vivian smirked back.

Harry sighed and smoothed his hands over the mahogany table, his smile still present - but softer on his lips. "Twenty - one." He gazed up up her when she didn't say anything. "I'm legal." He persuaded with a quirk of his eyebrow.

"You are," Vivian chuckled lightly. "But very young.. Maybe one of my youngest."

Harry felt pride in that. He loved standing out from others in any sort of way that he could. "I thought someone like you who owned a place like this would looove the young ones, you know, snatch them up while they're in bloom, train them, mould them to what you want?" He said resting his chin in his hand.

"I do have a conscience, Harry.. I'm just wondering how someone like you would end up here."

"Sex sells, right?" He said simply. "Fast, easy money, I do what I like for a living. Everyone gets what they want."

Vivian nodded in understanding. If he knew what he wanted then why the hell not? "Here," She handed him a business card. "I'll give you a month, and by the end of June I want $5000."

"What?!" His deep voice bounced off the walls.

"You knew what you were getting yourself into, Harry. It's the starting rate for all newbies. You're free to leave now if you feel that you won't be able to -"

"No, no.. it'll be done." He said standing up. "Maybe I'll even make a little extra." He said with a little wink. "Just for you."

"Whatever you say," Vivian said whilst trying to bite back a smile so that she didn't show Harry that he was slowly rubbing off on her. "Come back tomorrow around this time and Liam will help you out with clients and whatever else you need to know about." She said and Harry nodded.

Guess this is your new start, Styles.