"Excuse me?!" I shriek, backing away from the business man. I don't know what I was thinking, I should've never even stood up after he told me to come here.
"That's fine," his raspy voice yells. "Here is the paper work, I've marked every spot in which you need to sign."
I rip the paper from across the large table. My hand grazes along his hands, they're huge. I scoff, looking at the large amount of money due, and the annoyance of me signing to agree to pay for it all. It's not like my mom and I were close, why should I have to pay.
"Thanks," I mumble.
"Now, my number is circled at the bottom of the paper. If you need any assistance in paying this amount then give me a call." He raises his hand to shake mine. His green eyes locking with mine.
I stand up, fixing my blouse, I then walk away and out the office door. He's disgusting.
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I throw my car keys onto the counter as I kick off my shoes in my apartment. From there I get changed into some comfy clothing. I then sit back onto my couch and turn on my tv. Immediately something jaw dropping appears on my screen.
"Harry Styles, an elite businessman from upper Manhattan is seen with a hot brunette. Another one this week?! Styles is the CEO of the Styles corporation, along with many other million dollar businesses. His attractiveness and money has gotten him to the point of fame. However, maybe that has gotten to his head. With the constant partying, spending, and girls he has been wi-"
I change the channel so fast, just after tearing my stinging eyes from the screen. He's a millionaire, an attractive one...
I get up off the couch. I shouldn't call him, I'm not that desperate for money. I'm not going to give my body up for that pig.
From there I walk into the kitchen, I need a distraction from my mothers death, the debt due, and my own shitty life. I rip open my mail, bill after bill after bill until I discover something appalling.
EVICTION NOTICE, PAYMENT FAILED
Great. I can't even afford to pay rent, and here I am with thousand of thousands of dollars in debt.
Before I know it I'm grabbing the telephone and Mr. Styles' number.
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Sugar Daddy (Harry Styles)
Fanfiction"You need the money, I got money, plenty of it. But baby girl you're going to have to do some chores for Daddy in return," he says while unclasping my lace bra. - Serena Danton, a broke waitress and aspiring model, gets whirled into an overwhelming...
