When Harry, the CEO of Styles Inc. and richest bachelor in NYC, has to find a new PA to take his old ones spot, his old PA recommends her friend, Ebony.
"You play your cards right, baby I'll be ready to go" ~Cards Right Jeremih
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"Hey, I'm putting in my three day notice, Mr. Manatiugh. Yeah, yeah I understand. We cool. Aight, thanks for em everything. Alright, byeeeeee." I hang up the phone and take a sigh of relief. I thought it was going to go worse than that, but considering that I'm easily replaceable, I guess he was like 'eh', you know.
Anyways, I'm in a taxi right now headed to see Mr. Styles about my paperwork and tour. The man who's driving me right now is a total creep, who says things like "How tight are ya?" And "you're so fucking sexy." He even had the nerve to say that one day, he would probably get his chance to hammer my pretty pussy until I can't see daylight.
Creepy? Yeah.
Claire called me this morning to tell me to wear something comfortable, because it's going to be a lot of walking. So, I just threw on a baggy NYU T-shirt, some black PINK leggings, and white high top air forces with Nike socks. Then I put on a black PINK jacket.
I'm comfortable, alright.
The taxi driver finally arrived at the building, and I pay him his thirty bucks before opening the door quickly and catching the sight of Harry. He's wearing some black jeans, and some brown Chelsea boots with a navy blue trench coat.
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He seems to have just gotten here, as he says hello to the security guard. He walks in and I close the door of the taxi, catching up to him.
"Morning, Mr. Styles." I say as I am a mere four inches behind him, and he stops to turn around and see me, making me stumble back from his impact.
"Oh I'm sorry, and good morning Ms. Williams. Early, yeah?" He asks me, and I look at my phone's clock and it says 9:30. Now whatever miracle this is that I'm actually early to something, let it happen a few more times please.
"Oh, my bad, I really didn't notice the time. You want me to come back or-" I say bf he holds his hands up, stopping me from talking. "No,no, no, stay. It was just a surprise to me, that's all." He shrugs, and I nod.
"Claire must've told you about how late I wake up then, if you're surprised to see me here early." I tell him, and he nods his head.
I shake my head, continuing our walk to the elevator. Remind me to have a word with Claire tonight.
"So, how's your day been going so far?" He breaks the silence, and I sigh. "I mean, it's gone great other than the dude who drove me here hitting on me every thirty seconds. How about yours?" I ask him, and he frowns at me as he presses his floor number.
"What'd he say to you?" Shit, really? I don't want to tell him exactly what he said. That stuff's embarrassing.
"Um, nothing. Forget about it." I put my head down because I'm sure he sensed my embarrassment. Then, I feel his hand gently tilt my head up to look at him, his electrifying green eyes string deep into my dark brown ones. "Please, tell me."
