Shades Of Styles

Rich wife of a corporate CEO

"Mrs. Styles." my assistant knocks on my door and I look up. I'll be to get use to hearing a different last name. I can't believe we've been married 2 weeks already. We just got back from the honeymoon 3 days ago, coming back, now everyone looks at me differently. Like I made a miracle happen and their waiting for me to talk about it.
"Yes Janet?" I ask.
"Your husband is here. He says it's urgent." She smiles wearily.
"Bring him in." I tell her and stand up, walking around my desk. He walks in, buttoning his jacket.
"Hey honey." He smiles and kisses my cheek.
"What's so urgent that you had to come by my office?" I ask, folding my arms across my chest.
"This." He says and instantly starts kissing my neck, sucking and licking away. I let out a moan before pulling away.
"Harry." I laugh. "I'm at work." I push against his chest.
"Oh what's the point of hiring my wife if I can't fuck against her own desk."
"You didn't hire me. I worked here before you came around." I glare.
"You're right. You did this all by yourself." He smiles. "I came here for lunch. Are you ready love?"
"Yes, let me grab my purse." I say and lean over my desk to grab my desk, Harry taking advantage of it and smacking me on my ass.
"Harry!" I squeak, standing back up and adjusting my skirt. "Let's go." I say. He grabs my hand and we eagerly go to the elevator.
"Have a good lunch Mr. and Mrs. Styles." One of my employees says and I thank them as we step on.
"Can you believe we get called that now." I beam. "To think I'd be here and married with you." I shake my head and think back to my wedding day only 2 weeks ago.
"I Harry Edward Styles take the, (Y/FN) to be my lawfully wedded wife, in sickness and in health, for better or worse, in good times and in bad until death do us part." He smiles, his fingers twisting around mine as we hold hands.
"I (Y/F/N) take the, Harry Edward Styles to be my lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health, for better or worse, in good times and bad until death do us part." I smile back at him, tears brimming my eyes.
"May we take this time to administer the rings." The reverend says. Harry and I both to turn to the person behind us and grab the rings. Harry goes first. He takes my hand in his and holds it for a moment.
"With this ring, I thee wed." He smiles as he slides the ring on my finger, paring it with my engagement ring.
We switch hands and I hold his in mine.
"With this ring, I thee wed." I say shakily with a gulp.
"By the power invested in me by the state of California, I pronounce you Husband and wife." He nods and we kiss before he can get the words out.
I remember his lips on mine like it was yesterday, the feeling I got when he called us husband and wife was something I will never forget.
"Love?" Harry asks looking at me. "Are you okay? You've been dazed for a moment."
"Yeah, Fine" I smile at his perfect face. I love him so much.
We arrive at the restaurant and tell them our names and they seat us almost immediately.
"So I have the realtor meeting us here in a few minutes." Harry informs me. I'm so excited because we've little in his pint house for a year now and while it's nice, it's not suited for a family so Harry made an appointment with a Carol Parker, apparently she's the best in the business.
I watch the door as she comes in, big boobs, blonde hair and Cleavage. I roll my eyes and look at my menu and then back up. She sees Harry and smiles, Harry quickly stands up and shakes her hand firmly.
"Nice to meet you." Harry says nicely.
"Like wise." She smirks. She looks to me and smiles. "You must be the wife? Harry has told me so much about you." She says and shakes my hand. I nod.
"So, Harry. When you called and told me you were looking to buy I got all giddy." She smiles bigger at him and places a hand on his arm.
"Yes, well I know my wife and I are very excited as well to be finding a home." He nods, slyly moving his arm away from her hand.
"Well." She pulls away to grab her laptop from where she set it.
"Why don't you tell me some aspects you're looking for?" She asks.
"That's more of where my wife comes in, just ask her and give me prices later."
"Okay." She says with a wink and pulls back so she can be facing both of us.
Harry looks off to the bar and then back at me.
"Excuse me a moment." He stands and leaves.
"(Y/N), why don't you tell me what you'd like in your future house."
"I'd prefer if you called me Mrs. Styles. I know my husband doesn't mind but I'd like to keep this strictly professional." I say with no hint of humor to make sure she gets the hint, unless she needs me to spell it out for her. Her smile drops and she gives me a nod.
"And i haven't really thought about it much. I know I want at least 4 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms, I'd like to keep around LA obviously. Probably somewhere a little...low-key. Not so much in the city. But I definitely want a lot of natural light. A big yard as well. A nice modern kitchen and a spacious living room. Of course Harry and I would need our own offices." I say. I lied, I have thought of it. Since the day we got married, I just wanted to throw her off.
She finally finishes typing as Harry comes back.
"Is that all?" She asks and I nod.
"And anything Harry wants of course." I smile at him with a wink, mimicking hers. But this time he smiles at mine.
"Whatever my wife wants, I don't really care about all the technical stuff. Whatever she wants, I want." He says taking a drink of whatever he got.
"Okay well, I think I have all I need now. I'll call you when I have some houses lined up." She says and slides her laptop back in her case.
"Great, Thank you so much Carol." He smiles, shaking her hand again. She looks to be for approval and I give her nothing.
"Please, call me Ms. Parker." She corrects and I laugh to myself. She leaves and Harry sits down.
"She's always been okay with Carol, what did you say to her."
"Nothing." I laugh and he looks at me in confusion.