Harry's pov:
I drove the poor yet sexy girl into the mansion that I call home, I bought it three years ago with my fathers money, I am basically entertaining myself on his bank account.
"So Jasmine, tell me about yourself" I wanted to start conversation to know what she's really like in bed, you can tell a lot by talking to a girl.
"I don't know what to say" she murmured shyly, her lips moving ever so tauntingly.
"Can you play any instruments?"
"I can play the drums" she said and a smile etched into her face "I used to be in a band in high school"
"interesting. How many languages can you speak?"
"I speak English and a bit of Spanish" I always thought Spanish was hot, so that's a bonus.
"Tell me about your family" she shifted uncomfortably, igniting my curiosity.
"My mother ran away after giving birth to my sister, my dad is in jail, and my sister and I are living with my aunt".
"I'm sorry" I frowned because that's actually f.ucked up.
"It's okay, how long is it til we get to the house?"
"Almost there".
And as I said that, the massive house came into view, I smirked as I watched her reaction, her eyes widening, her lips wide.
"Is that your house, Sir?"
"It is, what do you think of it?" I asked knowing I'd be praised for it
"It's really nice looking"
We entered the mansion, it was the same as always, her eyes widened while she inspected everything.
"Marie!" I called for the old maid that would be soon replaced
"Yes, Mr. Styles"
"Show Jasmine around, tell her what to do and what not, and you're free to go" I commanded in my usual bossy self
"Go on a vacation, Sir?" she asked nervously
"Of course not, free to go as in forever" sadness overtook her kind facial expressions, but did I care?
No I didn't
"But Sir, I have four kids and this is my only source of money, please Sir"
"I can't help you, Sorry" my apology held no emotion, while Jasmine looked like she was about to burst into tears.
"I'll be in my study" I excused my self and headed for the elevator, requesting it by a click of a button, when the doors opened I got in and saw a frown on Jasmine's face, I kept my steady look until the doors closed, was I being d.ick? Yes I was
But did I give a f.uck? once again, I didn't
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Three hours later, I decided to have a formal party at my house, I wanted to show Jasmine off, especially to that s.hit head of an uncle. I texted almost every person on my phone, I was complementing wether I should invite my parents or not, and I did anyway.
Dear friends,
I would appreciate you joining me on dinner tonight, Seven P.m. sharp, My mansion is the place, Longing to see you all
H. Styles. CEO of Styles Enterpieces and holdings.
2014.
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Maid H.S AU
FanfictionMaid: A Female Servant; Espicially: A Woman Or Girl Who Does Cleaning Work In A House Or A Hotel.