affair with mr.styles

Chapter 1

MR.STYLES POV

I sat in my plush leather chair thinking about Ava. The things I would do to her. I'd fuck her senseless,make her forget her own name. I could easily get her in my pants, but with my wife Talia things wouldn't go how I would want them to.

We were married way to fucking young. I was a stupid young teenager and it was a dumbass decision. I faintly remember that night we got married, all I remember is the drinking and a bit where we where at a church and that's it. No details whatsoever. Seventeen is when we were married, she declared she was madly in love with me. Myself being complete drunk fuck agreed on it. I guess we went to a church and got married, but I don't think it was exactly a Church. The next day lying next to me were the certificates that they gave us afterwards. But the thing is I don't love her, nor will I ever love her. She's a slut I'll admit but she claims she loves me but I'm practically on it for the sex. Everyday she either goes down on me or fucks me. Vice versa.

I'm getting sick of her though, it gets boring after a while when you've done everything with that person. I need someone new, young and innocent. Someone who hasn't done anything before, and in this department I know exactly who that is.

Ava

AVAS POV

My desk phone rings as I finish up a few papers.

' Hello, Ava Winters here how may I help you?'

'This is Mr.Styles assistant, he would like you in his office immediately.'

With that, she hung up leaving me with thoughts running around inside my head wondering why the hell he would want me in his office. Am I going to get fired? Is it something bad? The worse ideas run into my head not escaping, leaving me anxious as I bring myself to Mr.Styles office.