Empire- An Au Hs Fanfic (COMPLETED)

Chapter 61

Leslie's POV**

My meetings dragged on longer than expected to close a merger case between myself and the Russian's. I was out my office by noon and walked to my husband's club, I didn't want to burden him to come pick me up. 

I stopped to get a drink from Starbucks which was just the Very Berry Hibiscus since caffeine isn't good for the baby. I took the liberty of getting Harry his own before walking the rest of the way to the club. I walked in and saw a few men stare at me hungrily. 

"Umm. Hi, is Harry here?" I asked the bartender who smiled. "No, he went out for a few. He should be back if you want to go up to his office." He remembered me. "I will. How much would it cost me if I asked for you to keep these for him down here?" I pulled Harry's liquor bottles I forgot to give him from Russia.

"For you? Nothing. I know who you are." He pointed to my ring and I giggled. "Thank you." I smiled and handed him the three bottles which he put in the ice cooler in the back of the bar. 

"Hello beautiful." A man came up to me and I frowned. "What's a woman like you doing out by herself?" He licked his lips and I just rolled my eyes. He moved his hand to my shoulder and I scoffed. 

"Don't you fucking dare touch me." I pushed him off of me and Henry warned him off. "I just want a kiss." He grabbed me by my waist and I kneed him in the balls. "Touch me again and my husband will have your balls." I showed him my ring and tattoo before grabbing both of my drinks and walked up the stairs to the office. 

I put Harry's drink in the fridge behind his desk before laying on his couch and watched tv, falling asleep in the middle of an episode of chopped. 

Harry's POV**

I arrived to my club to see a man at the bar, icing his balls. I walked over and put my hands on the bar. "Is she here?" I asked Henry who chuckled. "Feisty little one you got there. She kneed this man in the balls." He cocked his head to the man and my eyes darkened. 

"What the fuck did you do to her?" I growled to see his expression of terror as he saw the tattoo in my hand. "I-I didn't know she was yours man. I swear!" He stammered and I clenched my jaw. "I don't appreciate assholes who lay a hand on my wife." I tilted my head sidewards and shot him in the head, watching his body fall to the ground. The boys cleaned it up and I looked at Henry. 

"She told me to hold these bottles for you down here." He handed me a bag with three bottles of liquor in it. Judging by the writing on it, it was Russian. I could only laugh at her. "What?" Louis asked coming back.

"I complain how american liquor is rubbish so she bought me a few bottles of Russian liquor." "It's going to taste like rubbing alcohol." Niall said in distaste and I sighed. "Probably. Excuse me gentlemen, I have a wife to tend to." I said with a wink before turning to be flooded with women. 

"Harry. We've missed you." I only grimaced at these women, looking at the boys who smirked. I was disgusted as they tried to get me to touch them but I kept my hands up. 

"Stop fucking touching me!" I yelled and they stood back, shocked I yelled at them. "Goddamn it!" I rolled my eyes and walked up the stairs to see my wife laying on the couch, passed out. I noticed her starbucks cup and took a drink from it before setting it back down. 

I looked to see her smiling at me softly. "Hey handsome." She spoke softly and I could only grin at her. "Hey beautiful." I laid behind her, her back pressed to my chest and my arms around her. 

"I got you your own you know? It's in the fridge behind your desk." She yawned, nuzzling further into my arm. "Really?" I was surprised she actually thought of me. It was making me feel like an asshole for all the times I went to visit her at work after I had gotten a drink and not bringing her one. She nodded and shut her eyes. 

"Thank you." I pressed a kiss to her cheek and we took a short nap. I was woken up by a man yelling from downstairs, waking Leslie up which quite frankly pissed me off. 

She sat up but I pulled her back down. "Don't. I'll go." I said, sighing as I walked downstairs to see a man at standing on the bar. I rolled my eyes, going over and pulled his leg. This caused him to fall on his stomach on the bar before I pinned him to it. 

"What the fuck is your issue?" I growled into his face. He was clearly drunken as he laughed. "Wow! Are you going to shoot me?" "Maybe." He laughed and I let him get up. 

"Get the fuck out. Now." I ordered but he just laughed, going over to his group of buddies and chugged another beer. I felt someone grab my hand and pull me back.

"Baby. They're all wearing wires. Not DEA. Someone is trying to get you to say something or do something to report you to them." Leslie said softly, looking at the men who frowned at her. "How do you know?" I was confused as to how she knew. 

"The one in the blue, he's not really drunk. The beer he just drank didn't have any bubbles in it. It's cider. You can't get drunk off cider. The one in green's wire is blinking on his left shoulder. Blue hair has his wire poking out the back, read the little tag to it. It's not marked DEA or anything, it's tagged to a spy shop downtown. I know because I know the man who owns it, he has the symbol of a chinese dragon on it." She made a little circle as she explained. 

I turned to the man in the blue hair, sure enough there was a wire poking out the back of his shirt. The green shirt's left shoulder blinked red on cue. "What do I do?" I asked her, I didn't know what I should do without getting introuble. 

"I'll kick them out but you need to beware of something." She bit her lip nervously as she spoke in a hushed tone. "What?" I looked into her eyes. "Wait 30 seconds before you turn to the table by the entrance. There's a man there. Blue sunglasses? He's the one controlling them. He has an earpiece but it's not yours. Baby he works for you. You're being set up by someone from the inside." She spoke softly and I couldn't believe what I was hearing. 

"How do you know?" I narrowed my eyes down at her as she leaned up to my ear. "His glasses have a camera in them. The part that connects the lenses together are too bright. It's dark in here, he has no need for them and it's shinning like there's sunlight in here. It's meant to be like a flash. Also from apollo's store. Look on the right side when you look at him, it's going to have the dragon. Don't kill him yet. I need to ensure who bought these." She whispered and I felt my heart race. I was being set up? By who? 

I watched my wife walk over to the table of drunken men. "You need to leave. Now." She pointed to the door and they laughed, one slapped her ass which made my jaw clench but she punched him in the throat which only made me smirk as she flipped him onto the table and he groaned. 

"Out. Now. All of you." She warned and the drunken man seemed sober enough to run out my club, sure enough the guard by the door walked outside with them. 

"Babe." She cocked her head and I walked over. "Can you kick everybody out? These tables have been tapped." She whispered into my ear and grabbed my hand, making me feel below the table. Sure enough there was a wire under it. 

"Alright! Everybody out!" I yelled and they all looked at me. "Now! What the fuck?" I yelled even louder, Leslie held her ear and I furrowed my eyebrows. 

"Sorry baby." I pressed a soft kiss to her lips and she hugged my torso. A few of the whores glared at her while others simply called her names which resulted in me yelling at them to get out. Henry locked the doors as the guys came in. 

"What's going on?" Louis asked and I motioned him to hush and turn on the lights. 

"Help?" Leslie asked me, holding one end of the table while I held the other, flipping it to see a blinking red table recorder. I saw the familiar dragon symbol and my wife reached into my pocket, grabbing my pocket knife and cut the red and blue wires. She took the recorders and sighed. 

"There's more." Niall and Liam called, flipping over another table. I frowned. 

"Who the fuck is surveying me?"