no control [h.s.]

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Harry.

"So you want to be a p.orn star, huh?"

Arnie was right, she was absolutely beautiful. She had this pure, natural kind of beauty; one where her hair cascaded down either side of her shoulders in soft, brunette waves and makeup was absent from her features.

What was a girl like her doing here?

"Yes sir," she replied quietly, her eyes shying away from my curious gaze.

"Why?" I questioned, raising a brow towards her. There had to be a catch, this was all too good to be true. A stunning, shy, just-turned-eighteen year old virgin wants to star in my films?

"I-I don't understand," she stuttered.

"Why are you here?" I asked again, crossing my arms over my chest and leaning back in my chair.

"I want to be in your films-"

"The real reason," I smirked. The girl thought she could fool me.

"I need money," she finally admitted, hanging her head in shame.

"Don't they all," I tsked. "Now let's talk. Where do you currently reside?"

"Well, I-"

"-So, nowhere," I nodded, scribbling down a few notes on a notepad. When I looked back up she stared at me as if I was crazy.

"How did you...?"

"This isn't my first rodeo, princess," I winked at the timid girl. "What's your current job?"

"I-"

"-don't have one," I finished. I wanted a reaction out of this girl so bad, but she wouldn't give me one. She was too shy to talk back to me, and I loved it. She'd probably do anything I asked, and that f.ucking excited me.

"How do you know all of this?" she finally spoke, eyeing me curiously.

"Like I said, you aren't the first young girl to come in here begging for a job."

"I wasn't begging," she pouted. She was so fucking cute. I wanted her.

"Let's make a deal," I smirked. She shifted in her seat nervously. "If you really want to be in my films, I want you to have some experience first. So, come live with me for a few weeks and I'll teach you everything. I'll even pay you. I can provide a room, food, and anything else you desire. All you have to do is say yes."

She was shocked, I could tell by the expression on her face. She probably thought my offer was too good to be true, or she was scared of me. Probably both, judging by her shy character.

"You don't have to decide-"

"-Yes."

Well that was f.ucking surprising.

"Yes?" I asked, and she nodded in affirmation. "It's a deal. Nice doing business with you, Ms...?"

"Eden Greene," she stated, voice sounding more confident this time. "When do I start?"

+++

I had my assistant, Madison, take Eden back to my house and help her get settled in. After Eden and I made the deal together, we shook on it and she offered me a small, kind smile.

I couldn't wait to get my hands on her soft, ivory skin. I wanted to feel every curve of her body. She was a small, timid, fragile girl, but she wasn't lacking in any department. Her b.reasts were full, shown by the small, unintentional cleavage peaking from the v of her sweater. Her a.ss was nice too, not too big, but big enough to be a handful.

God, I couldn't wait to touch her.

The day dragged by so slow. I just wanted to see her, but it was only two o'clock and I still had a ton of work to do.

A soft knock on my office door was heard, and I muttered 'come in,' to whomever it was. Madison stepped in with her arms held behind her back.

"Everything went well?" I asked her, referring to Eden's arrival to my home.

"Yes sir," she nodded. "I-I just wanted to see if you needed anything?"

I knew what she wanted. I knew it, and I wasn't going to give it to her. We messed around a few times, maybe even yesterday and the day before that, but all I could think about was Eden, and I hadn't even lay a finger on her yet.

"No, thanks," I fake-smiled, turning back to my work. I waited for footsteps exiting my office and the careful click of the door, but it never came.

"Sir, you look so tense," she practically moaned as she made her way over to me. "Let me fix it."

I watched in amusement as she pulled my chair from my desk and knelt down between my parted legs. Her hands reached for my zipper, but I pushed her away from me before she could even pull it down.

"I believe I said no, Madison; and I also believe that no means no," I smirked at the bewildered girl. "Now get the f.uck out of my office."

She scurried out quickly, leaving me to my work for the rest of the day.

The time finally reached five o'clock, and I was already out of the office for the day. As I walked through the parking garage in search of my Range Rover, I heard wheezing and hurried footsteps behind me.

"Mr. Styles," Arnie breathed out in exhaustion. "I've been trying to catch up with you since you left, you sure do walk fast!" he chuckled, but I didn't laugh.

"What do you want, Arnie?" I rolled my eyes impatiently. I had a hot girl at home waiting for me.

"I just wanted to know if you hired that girl, is all," he shrugged, smiling slyly.

"Not yet, she has some. . . training to do," I grinned to myself.

"No offense, sir, but if she's not a virgin she isn't worth anything anymore," the a.sshole explained, as if I didn't already know.

"I don't think that's any of your f.ucking business, Arnie," I sneered, turning on my heel and heading back for my car. "Have a nice day."