𝔞𝔫𝔫𝔦𝔥𝔦𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 [IVAR THE BONELESS]

Chapter six; The basics

»A group needs enemies, because without enemies its identity cannot continue to be defined.« - Eckheart Tolle

Eliza new that she shouldn't have stayed. She should've stood her ground when Harald made his advances towards her however he new her well. Very well. Harald knew which buttons to press and when. They had moved to the couch, white wine had been changed to red wine and chocolate covered strawberries had been served. He wined and dinned her like a home run.

Haralds touches had burned on her shin as well as his dragon eyes. Before Eliza could push back and stand her ground their lips had crashed together. She knew that Harald's easy and relaxed temper had her going. It had reminded her of the good old days. Even if it disgusted her, her body let its guard down and before she knew it he had hovered above her, hand gliding down her naked thigh, pushing the skimpy dress further up as his lips worshipped her body.

His lips and tongue had been everywhere as if he was trying to remember everything about her. Harald's strong arms had carried her upstairs to his master bedroom, large hands gripping her cheeks as he did so. Their clothes had covered the floor and nothing but the sound of their heavy breaths, moaning and skin slapping could be heard. Her hands had removed his bun as he kept thrusting deep inside her. Toes curling as she tugged at his long brunette hair. His teeth sunk into her delicate jaw as both of them rapidly got closer to their high.

Eliza had slowly opened her eyes, her hair had fallen over her face as she rested on her stomach. She blew the hair from her face as she got onto her elbows. The sun sneaked its way into the room by the small crack in the curtains. Her eyes roamed the room, noticing that she were alone. Harald's side seemed untouched and she frowned. She listened for the shower, yet nothing. She sat up and saw that on the edge of Harald's bed laid a completely new set of clothing. She left the bed and walked over to the clothes, seeing the familiar note on top.

'Our office at nine. x Harald'

A sigh left her lips as her eyes roamed the formal note. Harald was probably in a bad mood, she could tell just by reading the note. However her eyes admired his delicate and beautiful handwriting. Her eyes moved to the watch on his bedside table; eight o'clock. She quickly got into the bathroom. It was just as impeccable and majestic as its owner. Soon hot water drenched her body and a sigh left her lips. She placed both hands on the damp tiled covered wall. The cold tiles almost tingling under her touch as the warm water ran down her body.

She quickly got out and ignored the cup filled with water and the pill beside it. She rolled her eyes at the thought that Harald still thought she were a light weight when it came to alcohol. She brushed her teeth, knowing where Mrs. Goodman kept the extra toothbrushes for guests. She blowdried her hair befor putting it up in a high yet semi neat bun then getting dressed. Her face was completely nude from make up.

In twenty minutes she was finished and walked down the stairs then heading towards the entrance. The smell of freshly brewed coffee and tea filled her nostrils as well as freshly made croissants.

"Eliza." The familiar voice from Mrs. Goodman interrupted her sneaking out. She turned to face the older woman that Eliza respected more than ever. The older lady aide worked for Mr. Finehair and his family for as long as she could remember. She had respect from the multimillionaire brothers, without her they wouldn't survive. Mrs. Goodman could practically say anything, scold her masters without facing any consequences. Without the old lady, Eliza wouldn't have managed her relation with the Finehair brothers for as long as she did.

"Mrs. Goodman." Eliza said, eyes wide and voice filled with surprise, cracking slightly.

"Please, you know to call me Fiona." Mrs. Goodman said. "I have made you some breakfast." She continued and Eliza smiled.

"I'm actually in a hurry." Eliza tried but it never fooled Mrs. Goodman.

"You never skip breakfast Eliza." Mrs. Goodman began. "I'm sure you have time for some freshly made croissants and som berries. Still drinking coffee?" She continued as she almost dragged Eliza towards the kitchen.

Exactly eight fifty-seven Eliza stepped out from the elevator at Finehair Inc with the usual badge around her neck. Esme smiled at her and Eliza returned it. With almost a rugged breath she walked towards the doors to the office.

Mrs. Goodman had started a never ending conversation and it wasn't until Oliver had stepped into the kitchen with a deep and annoyed frown on his face Eliza had managed to leave the mansion.

Eliza knocked on the door and soon she was facing both brothers and an unknown man with his back facing her. He soon turned around and a milled aged man with brunette slick back hair and chestnut colored eyes met hers. The man had a pair of glasses with a black frame.

"Eliza, nice to see you on time." Halfdan said as his eyes moved over her body. "New dress?" He asked with a teasing tone. Harald only glared at him before looking at Eliza with a neutral expression.

"Henric, this is Eliza Rhys." Harald said and motioned towards her. "Eliza, this is Henric Daniels your counselor in this matter." He continued, looking tired.

"Ah Eliza, it's very nice to meet you." Henric said and held out his hand for her to shake, which she did. "I'm going to be you counselor and monitor during this operation. We have a lot to go though so what do you say about getting started immediately?" He continued and she nodded.

"Alright." Eliza said and her tone seeming uneasy.

"Don't be nervous nor doubtful." Henric said. "After these intense days Elizabeth Rhen will appear naturally and if you have any doubts during the operation I will be available at all times and so will Halfdan and Harald I assume." He continued and glanced at the brothers who nodded.

"Always." Harald said and his dragon eyes were locked on hers.

"Great, why don't we move to my office and begin as they continued to run their empire for a bit." Henric said and she followed the well build man in the marine blue suit. They soon entered a conference room looking office with an projector, large table with a lot of folders, a box with what seemed to be passports, phones, wallets, cards, photos and everything she would need. Henric connected his computer to the projector and soon pictures of a chart over Ragnarson & sons.

"We have a lot to go through. We have a lot for you to learn and you will get some folders with you, some examinations on them further ahead. Then we have som very important rules for you to know." Henric begun and her mouth hung slightly open from the shock. "Why don't we start with the basics before we get into your very important part." Henric said as he looked at her. Eliza only nodded.