control // harry styles

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"You got the job! Sir will meet with you in three weeks to check on your progress. In the mean time, here's a credit card." She hands me a silver card with the name Sir Styles on it. "Use this to buy 10 outfits from the address located on this business card."

She hands me a business card, and I look at it.

"You have a 200 dollar limit, whatever you dont spend on clothes, you can use for your personal needs. Hair shampoo, body soap, intimate items, anything. Now, I need to ask a few questions."

I nod.

"Are you in a relationship?"

"No."

"Employed elsewhere?"

"Yes."

"What are your hours?

"10 AM to 4 PM."

"Good. You will be expected to arrive at exactly 9PM and work until 3."

"Alright." She marks a few things down on her clip board.

"Current living arrangements? I'll need your phone number and address to reach you if there are any emergencies."

"Ehm, I don't really have any living arrangements.. or a cell phone."

She frowns and speaks into her earphone, "Sir, the new girl, Leah Moore-"

She pauses, "Yes. She doesn't have a cell phone, or a home."

I feel my palms begin to sweat, as the thought of already losing the job crosses my mind.

"Yes Sir." She smiles and drops the receiver, looking at me. "Follow me, grab your bookbag from behind the counter and follow me."

I do as she says and follow her to an elevator.

"Where are we going?" I ask nervously

"You're going to be staying upstairs in the pent house suite with a few other girls until you get on your feet. I will supply you with a cell phone you can keep even if you decide not to continue working for Styles' Girls. Alright?"

I nod happily as the elevator dings and we step out.

A few other girls rush up to me, but Kylie shoos them away before leading me to an empty room.

A sleek black iPhone is sitting on the night table, and she hands it to me.

"This is yours. Sir's number, my number, and Styles' Girls company number are already contacts. Do not hesitate to call either of us if there is an emergency. Do you understand?"

"Yes. Thank you so much." I hug her timidly and she chuckles. "You have no idea how much this means to me."

"You're welcome, love. Have a good night."

I smile and begin to unpack my bags.

After about ten minutes, I'm completely unpacked and showered.

I unpack a picture of my little brother and smile, "I'll be back for you Sam. I promise."

I'm interrupted as a short girl with a pink pixy cut barges in my room.

"Hi!" She beams, and I smile.

"Hey. I'm Leah," I say, shaking her hand.

"You are gorgeous! I'm Ashley."

I chuckle, "Thanks."

I look over her pale, petite body, she has fluffy cloud pajamas and a pink sports bra. She has an adorable nose piercing and a small heart tattoo on her wrist.

"There's only one other girl here, the others moved out two weeks ago. She's really shy, she just moved in two days ago."

"Well I'll be glad to meet her. But what's the story on Sir? Who is he?"

"Sir Styles? You've never heard of Harry Styles?"

I blink, as she stares at me bewildered.

"Harry Styles! He owns this whole club, has his own cell phone company, and has a clothing line. He's a Billionaire, and America's most eligible bachelor."

"Have you ever seen him?" She laughs

"In person, no. Only Kylie has. One day we'll all meet him, I want to fuck him to be honest. He's totally hot."

I giggle, "Maybe one day you'll get to."

"Hopefully," she chuckles "but for now, its off to bed. Goodnight."

"Goodnight." I smile at her and cuddle under my blanket, shutting off the lamp.