the affair [h.s]

chapter seven.

Ameera Belle

I sat in front of the mirror, pushing the backs of my diamond earring on, butterflies filling my stomach at the thought of finally seeing Harry tonight. Sliding on the black Louboutin heels that Harry had gifted me, my mind creates a mental image of his emerald green eyes peering down into mine instantly setting me on edge. Wearing luxury clothes makes me feel not myself but it's always fun to dress up.

Right as I lifted my glass of Moet to my lips I hear a knock at my front door. I gaze down at my phone to check the time, 7:34, he's early. My feet carry me to do the door faster than my mind can process. As I swing the door open, my eyes are met level with a chest. Slowly moving my eyes up towards his face, I bit down hard on my bottom lip.

"Jesus Christ, you're gorgeous." He murmurs. In his left hand, he held a Cartier Bag, and I couldn't help but notice he had no wedding band on. I decide not to mention it but instead question what the bag he was holding had inside of it.

I blush, placing down my glass on the entrance table. "Thank you, what's that?" I ask, right as he goes to hand the bag to me.

"A little something for you," Harry chuckles. "I like spoiling you, it's fun."

Mental note. Get a man who likes to spend 200 Grand on gifts for you daily. This is a fantasy.

My fingers pull the bag open to discover a medium sized red box with the iconic Cartier logo written across it. A necklace? A bracket? My body begins to heat up from such a gift. I grab the box from the bag while placing it to the side. My hands shake as I pull the box open.

A beautiful diamond necklace that looks as if it belongs on a movie star shines brightly up at me. My lips fall apart as my breath gets caught in my throat. I quickly look up at Harry and then back down at the necklace.

"I-I really can't accept this," I stutter, "This is all too much, I appreciate this, all of this, but I can't."

"Belle, please." Harry pleads, grabbing the lavish necklace from the open box in my hands. "It gives me great pleasure to spoil you and I don't want you to reject my kindness any further, these gifts do not hurt my bank account I can assure you, so please allow me to put this on you."

I nod my head softly in acceptance. "Thank you Harry, I am in absolute awe of how beautiful it is." My hands gather my hair and pull it to the side to give him a better view of the clasp.

"Something of such beauty belongs on a beautiful woman," Harry whispers from behind me into my ear, goosebumps rising on neck. I softly moan as he runs the tips of his fingers down my arms. "Are we ready for dinner?"

"I'm ready whenever you are." I quickly say, looking at myself in the mirror that hangs above the entrance table. The diamonds shine so brightly around my neck, it makes me feel almost unworthy of having it on my skin.

Harry softly grabs my wrist, pulling me towards him and into his chest. "Let's not waste the evening princess," He mutters against my lips before pulling away.