Proven.

Chapter 2

Natalie's Pov

"I told you once, so I'm telling you again. No. Do you understand me? I keep my work professional, and I don't date criminals. Now I'm not asking you, I'm telling you. Get out."

~FLASHBACK~

I start showing Harry around the office, and telling him where everything is. I introduce him to Steph, and he flirts with her like there is no tomorrow. Steph is a beautiful woman, she's just a little older then him. Steph is also seeing someone who works for the military so he might want to back off.

"Well I'm Harry Styles, and it will be a pleasure working with you."

I look over at Steph who just gives a small smile and answers back;

"You won't be working with me, I'm just a secretary. You will be working with Mr.Jenkins and possibly Natalie."

Harry turned to me and looked me up and down. He gave me a wink, and I just stood there a little shocked. I showed him back to my office.

"This is my office basically."

"It looks like a box, not a office."

Smart ass much?

"Well it's my box so you can leave now."

"Can I take you on a date?"

His question surprised me, and I looked at him in pure shock. He just stood there with his charming smile.

"I'm not dating anyone at the moment, and I most certainly don't date clients."

"One date. You're coming got it? You'll want to go on more."

~FLASHBACK OVER~

I was being as firm as I could. I wasn't scared, I was mad. He doesn't come in my office, tell me what's going to happen and expect to get away with it. Hell no. He stood there shocked for a second, but then gave me a crooked smile. I saw anger flash in his eyes.

"If you are insinuating that if I leave your office, then that means I will leave you alone...you're wrong. You think you know me already from what everyone is saying, but I can assure Ms.Portman you know nothing of me. So stop acting like a class A bitch, and learn some respect for a client."

He gave me a smirk that basically said 'bite me.'

Now it was my turn to act like a smart ass bastard, so I gave him the sweetest smile possible.

"Mr.Styles, I'm helping represent your case, therefore what I write on your file will be brought up in court for questioning, and examining. So if anyone needs to learn some respect it would be you. Now that you know who you're talking too, let's be a little nicer. Also once again, there is the door now leave."

I stood there giving my fake/victorious smile, while he looked at me dumbfounded. He composed himself and looked me up and down, while licking his lips. Why on God's earth was that getting to me?

"Well if you ever change your mind about us love, let me know, and we can break this desk in." He winked at me, and then turned around and walked out.

I let out a long breath, not even realizing I had been holding it in. I sat down in my chair, and continued eating my Chinese food while working on cases.

Six o'clock rolled around, and it was finally time to leave. I put all of my stuff up, and locked my office door. I said goodbye to Steph, and made my way out into the cold to my car. My car was my life, it was a dark grey Nissan 370 Z. I opened my door and as I was getting in, I saw a piece of paper in between my windshield wipers.