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Lana

I woke up to the sound of my alarm, '6:00'. I really need to get out of bed and get ready. I wake up earlier than I have to so I can go workout before I go to work and have enough time to get ready. It was January 13th, it was cold and snowy in New York City. I layered up quickly and headed to the gym that was in my loft.

An hour later, I finished my workout with cardio around my block a couple times. The cold snowflakes cooled me off, but I continued to sweat. I ran back into my loft and headed towards the elevator, hitting the 10th floor. It was a nice view of New York City. Sweating out all the alcohol I have consumed in the past couple days felt great, but I definitely had to shower.

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'08:11' I was finally heading to the law firm where I had gotten my job at. I had dressed myself in layers, but still fancy enough for the law firm. I was an assistant to one of the most famous lawyers ever at his age. Harry Styles. Harry had graduated early and top of his class at Harvard, passed his bar exam in the 90s which was rare and had helped so families with his cases while proving that the other guys were the bad guys.

Thank god that it wasn't far away from my home, just a ten minute drive. I had parked in the bottom floor of the parking garage, and quickly headed inside to get away from the cold. I walked into the huge building with the dark colored marble floors. I looked around until my green eyes met a pair of familiar ones. The dark green eyes burned into my soul, which caused mini explosions to set off in my stomach.

I don't know if it was the cold or Harry staring into my entire existence. "Ms. Davidson, how was your workout?" Harry smirked at me. Excuse me what did he just say? Harry saw me working out, oh my god this is embarrassing. "It was good well needed too. I had to get the alcohol out of my system somehow." I was looking at the floor talking to him. He lifted my chin with his pointer finger, our eyes gazed at each other again.

I quickly moved away from his warming, comforting touch. "Mr. Styles I would like to apologize for my actions the other night, it was very immature of me and unprofessional. I would like to keep our relationship strictly business." I was talking about my birthday. Now that Harry's my boss, I don't want any altercations.

"Ms. Davidson, I really hope you don't mean any of that, I'm not just your boss and you weren't working for me when that had happened, you were no problem at all. I very much appreciate your apology but what's in the past, is in the past." Harry was talking to me while we were walking towards the elevator, clicking the top floor where his office was.

This was just my second job. Alexandra and I had another job for extra cash. Living in New York City is very expensive but we make it work. Alexandra has a day job as a co manager for an office and now I'm a manager/temp for Harry's law firm. His other manager was fired for stealing important information and helping the opposing lawyer.

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As exhausted as I was, I had to get ready for my second job where I worked at a club. Alex and I were club dancers for a gentleman's masquerade club. It was a good way to make quick cash and I could hide my identity. I quickly rinsed off and got ready for my second job. I put on my black teddy lingerie and refreshed my makeup. I texted Alex asking if she was ready to go and grabbed my dancer bag. Alex had knocked on my door, we grabbed the rest of our stuff then headed out to the train we take to the club. It was a 25 minute train ride, we usually just do finishing touches.

The snow was still settling everywhere so we ran into the back of the club, quickly flashing our IDs and then to the dressing room where we all got ready usually. I finished my dinner while waiting for our stage names to get called so Alex and I could dance. The music was booming very loudly, the lights were flashing everywhere. The atmosphere was just excellent. Despite it being cold out, there was so many people here. Our names had gotten called and we went out to the beat of the song. 

After a couple songs we had gotten to do dances and earn extra cash, I was waiting for my next guy to dance on until I realized who it was. You're fucking kidding me.