Chapter 10

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Harper

It was really early in the morning when I decide to finish up getting ready.

I walk out my room when I heard a voice unknown.

I walk up to be introduced by a red head with freckles on her face.

" hello I'm Kayla, mr. warheart sent me. So how did you sleep ??" She said with a low smile.

" hi I'm Harper, umm good.?" I say a bit confused.

She eyed me as well in confusion. " You ready for your fitting ?"

" fitting ??"

" oh, did mr. warheart not tell you we're going to be fitted for a ball gown today ?" She asked questionably.

" no um he didn't let me know... he tends not tell me things."
Pierce never really speaks to me unless it's to grip me out. Of course he didn't let me know anything as well.

" well tomorrow is a charity ball he attends to every year. "

" oh, okay." I tell her.

" well lets going before I get fired by him." She giggled.
I follow after her.

Pierce donating to a charity was beyond my belief. He was only doing this for reputation, he cared more about money than anything else.

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The next day had come to soon and the ball was tonight. Yesterday I hadn't seen pierce all day, I wondered if he even thought of me at all.

Who am I kidding! I know he didn't.
But why did I care if he did or not ??

Kayla had invited her beauty squad over to get me started. I sat there for what felt like hours. It was getting dark outside. I had realized that I hadn't eaten all day because I was unable to move from my spot. They said if I ate the dress I had on would just pop open.

The gown was just gorgeous! Did I mention.
It was off the shoulder with a deep v- neck design. It was a deep burgundy color that flared at the end of the dress.

They had finally finished up with me when Kayla came up to.
" all done you beautiful lady! Also your husband is waiting outside for... he also seems impatient." She coaxed.

" okay thanks! I mean for everything too, I'm happy you made me look good." I giggle a bit. She just in return winked.

Pierce

I waited outside for what felt like centuries. Women always take forever to get ready. Should have just left with out, then come up with a excuse that she was sick.

After all this charity was always a good way to boost my sells and my business.
People only saw what they wanted to.

So I feed them a lie that they think I care.

I looked at my watch one last time before I feel a presence behind me.

" okay pierce I'm ready." Harlem says.

My body jolts around to be stopped by the very sight in front of me.

No this couldn't be the Harlem i despised ?

She was weeding a off shoulder dress the color of deep wine red. The v neck on the top flowed down her creme colored breasts.
So exposed and ready to be touched.

I became speechless.

My eyes traveled all over her body, noticing all the details about her body.

Her complexion was actually..... comforting.

It felt weird to think such things but they were true.
She can see me in deep stare so she shifted a bit.

" so what do you think ? It's a beautiful gown."
She said smoothing it out.

I only managed a " we better get going or we will be late." I turned around heading for the door, contemplating if I should have just told her how amazing she looked.

What was I thinking ? She made me feel different....
Was that dangerous? Yes it was.... very.

We got in the limo In dead silence the whole way.

We had finally arrived, along with all the news people taking pictures repeatedly.  Flash after flash came upon us as we exit the limo. I grab Harlem by the waist as I can feel her stiffen under my grasp.
She stared at me before looking forward.

A bunch of pictures were taken of us as we enter the facility.
"Behave yourself. " I worn her.

Harper

" behave yourself." He breathed to my ear. The sudden warmth of his hand on my waist felt good.
But I know he didn't like me in that way, he hated me.

This was all just for the pictures. A part of me would have liked it if it were real though.

I felt my breath hitch as to how firmly he was grabbing me... so dominate.

When we enter a bunch of eyes land on us including the jealous women who wished they had my spot instead.

If only they knew how he really was.

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