Part 17

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Harry's POV

Harry's POV

I gave one last out groan and emptied myself in the girl below me, I immediately pulled out and rolled to my side. Bringing my hand up to my forehead in fatigue as I tried to catch my breath for a second. I wiggled away as the girl next to me decided to cuddle up to me but I wasn't having any of it. I quickly got out of bed and got dressed. I didn't make the mistake this time of bringing her to my home, I brought her to a hotel so that way I could make a quick exit. Once I got dressed I hastily exited the room and headed to the lobby to the valley to get my car so I could go home. Once again I only thought of her face as I fucked that girl throughly, I wished she would just give in and accept my deal. I didn't know how long I could take it without her touch or even being near her. Once inside my home I went straight to my office to get some work done, to get my mind off of her even though I knew it was useless. I was still going to think of her.

"Oh shit...", I jumped at the unwanted intruder in my home.

"Hello Harold", he smugly said hello.

"What are you doing here", I questioned trying to make it sound not rude.

"I've come to invite you to a party I'm having", he said running his finger along my desk.

"Ok and", I asked not getting the reason he was telling me this.

"I want you to come", he looked at me.

"Pass", I waved him off and went over to the tray that had my mail.

"You've got to come", he said cocking his head to the side.

"Whys that", I asked looking at him fully.

"You owe me", he said smartly back at me. "I don't owe you shit", I spat back at him tossing my mail back into my box.

"You wouldn't have Styles Holding if it wasn't for me", he spat back at me.

"You merely gave me a hundred grand, nothing else", I growled.

"Come I only for an hour and I'll leave you alone. I need some investors and with you there they surely will", he pleaded.

"The catch", I asked up front.

"You have to bring a date.

"Are you fuc.....", I muttered under my breath.

"See you in a week Harold".

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