❝ come give daddy some suga, baby❞
or
in which elora comes to an agreement with her father's friend.
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this is an interracial love story, if you are uncomfortable with interracial dating, I advise you to not read this story, or any of mine.
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| P R O L O G U E | ❝ Harry, Harry Styles ❞ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
Elora's bright-red Eyeline heels clacked against the hardwood floor as she made her way down the hall. Her expensive Louboutins contrasted greatly against her skin. She was clad in a silk, black wrap gown that fit so perfectly, it appeared as if it was tailor-made for her. Despite her being inside, she finished her look with a simple pair of sunglasses.
As she continued to venture down the hall, she heard her father's obnoxiously loud laugh coming from his office. As she approached the door, another voice had become evident. Opening the door, she walked in with her head held slightly high.
"Elora, sweetheart. What did I tell you about barging into my office?" Her father, James, inquired.
As she about about to reply, she noticed the second male-figure sitting across from her father. His head turned to meet her eyes as she stared at him.
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"Oh, how rude of me. Did I interrupt something?" She asked, her voice coming out more sultry than usual.
"You did, actually. Harry and I were discussing business—"
Harry cut James off with a small wave of his hand, "She's fine." He then stood up and walked over to the slim girl.
"I'm Harry, Harry Styles. It's a pleasure to finally meet you." He says before kissing her hand.
