Pink baby boy Harry surrenders his body to his daddy Louis to do as he pleases. As time passes by, Harry soon begins to question everything and everyone around him. Is there more behind all of daddy's wealth--or is he just a rich billionaire?. But t...
“Harry-----wake up” I heard Liam's faint voice say, as my body was being lightly shaken by a pair of hands.
“Mmmm--- I'm up” I replied opening my eyes to see Liam looking down at me.
“What time did you come home?” He asked in a concerned tone.
“Um---ten I think” I replied rubbing my tired eyes, pushing the pink blanket aside.
“Oh okay” He said in an uncertain tone. WTF LIAM! THIS HOE DON'T BELIEVE ME!
“I have to get ready for work----have you seen m----shit I forgot it” How could I have forgotten my bag and my phone in daddy's car.
“Your phone?”
“Yeah--yeah but I forgot it at a friend's house, I'm going to work Li” I replied standing up.
“ If you're going to wear makeup be sure you blend your foundation down to your neck hoe---- your “friend” left some marks” He said with a smug smile, adding emphasis to the word ‘friend’.
It was nine in the morning when I left for work grabbing my black bag off the rack placing it on my shoulder. Leaving the house in my pastel pink halter-crop top and black booty shorts with my pink glittery toms. Wearing a light coat of makeup, and adding extra foundation to my neck that had a few hickeys.
I could already feel the soreness my body was in, due to all the fucking, as I walked out of the parking lot and into my work.
“Hey Luke” I said waving at my dirty blond Australian friend as I took my place behind the counter.
“Hey Styles” He replied as he continued restocking the shelfs with an annoyed expression.
“What a long day, it's going to be” I whispered to myself placing my bag on the floor.
“Harry do you mind throwing the garbage out?” Mr.Douglas asked, as he took my place.
Fuck I hate this job! “Sure” I replied rolling my eyes, grabbing the two black bins and dragging them out the back doors of the building.
As soon as I walked out, I felt someone watching me. I ignored the feeling, until I heard footsteps near by. Taking a deep breath before turning around to see a man at the corner of the alley. He looked alot like daddy from a distance, but maybe I was wrong. I went back inside, ignoring the approaching man.
“Who the hell was that” I whispered in a shaky voice, locking the back doors. Luke eyeing me from a distance with a worried look, I waved him off.
After eight hours in this hell hole, taking order from a middle age balding man it was finally over. “See you tomorrow blond god” I yelled at Luke, closing the door and stepping out into the afternoons crisp air.
I wrapped my arms around myself as I walked into the parking lots towards my volvo. Someone was watching me. I quickly digged through my purse for my keys, I'm not trying to get killed. Finally finding them and unlocking my car.
Took me about fifteen to twenty minutes to get home, but along the way I noticed a black Range Rover following behind.
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Driving my car up to its normal spot and hurrying upstairs to the safety of my apartment.
“Wow you okay h?--- you look a bit frightened” Li asked from the kitchen as I barged into our apartment almost tripping over my legs.
I nodded, walking over to the window and peeking through the sheer curtain. The black Range Rover was parked across the street. Black tinted windows prevented me from seeing who was inside. This whole scene just seemed off, something was wrong.
“Harry--?” Liam's voice shook me from my trance, making me turn around in horror.
“Wh--at” I replied closing the curtain, taking a seat at the table.
“What's wrong?---I been calling you for about three minutes now” He said placing a cup of tea for me to drink.
“I don't know it's been a -----a weird day Li” I replied picking up the cup and taking a drink of the warm tea. Maybe that will help with my nerves. We sipped our tea in silence as Liam eyed me from across the table, I decided to go take a warm shower.
“I'll be back in a few jelly bean”
“Okay” He replied as he washed the used teacups from the kitchen.
… Getting undress heading towards the warm water that soon relaxed my sore bones.
LIAM'S POV.
I turned the warm water off placing the tea cups to dry, when I heard a light knock at the door.
“Wonder who that is--” saying it to myself as I made my way to the front door.
I opened it half way to find a middle age man in a black suit, holding a pink bag and a small red box on top of a small envelope in the other hand.
The man didn't seem familiar, but the bag did---ewww was this the guy Harry was with what a Kinky bastard. Now he has to explain his little get away he had.
The man cleared his throat before speaking. “Is Mr.Styles here---he seems to have left the bag in masters car” Okay wtf!
“He's taking a shower---- at the moment, but I'll take the bag” I replied, the man nodded as he gave me Harry's stuff along with the red box and a small envelope.
“Well I better get going master--doesn't like to wait----” He replied, stumbling over his feet as he walked away. He looked back as if wanting to say something, but nothing coming out.
“Wait!---I have a question” He stopped mid hallway.
“Yes?---”
“Well I'd like to know---where my friend was this whole past weekend?” I asked cocking my head to the side and placing my hand on my hip. Sassy is my middle name.
“It's better that you don't know--don't involve yourself with people like the Tomlinsons-----” He replied walking away like nothing had happened.
Okay this curly lad is spilling all the details, because this all seems odd to me. I don't care if I have to scrape his favorite highlighter in front of him to get him to speak. Okay maybe that's a bit too much.
