LITTLE ONE ~ NARRY

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"How does he dare!" Harry screamed as his fist collided with the ancient wood wall in his study. He started to punch it until his knuckles started to bruise; with his last punch; his fist went into a wall. It didn't leave a hole; it slid inside of the wall and the wall opened.

With a loud screech, wall opened and a cloud of dust flew into Harry's face. He coughed few times; until reaching backwards and taking his oil lamp from his table.

With slow steps he walked through a long flight of stairs upstairs until he reached a tower room. He had seen this tower, but always thought that it was a decor kind of thing. He never thought that there would be a room.

The room had a lot of weird devices. They had chains on them and cuffs. Was this Louis grandfather's secret room? Where he took his secret lover?

Harry's heart started to beat faster when he saw a big, dusty bed. There were whips and blindfolds laying on it. Harry's anger had long vanished and his mind traveled to his fantasies.

He thought of Niall's delicate body; how he would lay on that bed; his hands handcuffed to the railings behind the bed. He thought about his hands freely travelling against his milky white skin.

"Oh my freaking god." Harry moaned as his imagination made his crotch painfully erect. He had been fantasising about Niall since he started to ignore him; and Amelia refused to have sex, because of the pregnancy. And Harry was horny beyond believe.

"I will find a way for getting my Niall alone with me. I need to find a way." Harry said while going out of the secret dungeon and carefully closing the heavy wall; he tiptoed back to his sleeping wife and laid next to her.

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"Louis, May I ask why your servant is sneaking around my property at night?" Harry asked his friend in a monotone voice while they were taking a stroll around Harry's newly formed whine fields.

"Was he? I didn't know of such thing." Louis thought for a moment; before turning to face his friend. "If I may ask, why does it bother you that much? He is a good guy, he won't steel a grain of dust from you."

Harry laughed in a mean manner; his judgment was clouded and his thoughts were as dark as the polar night at it's peak. Louis cooed his eyebrows and crossed his arms over his chest; still awaiting for an answer from his friend.

"I saw him canoodling with my stab-, with Amelia's assistant." Harry tried to speak calm and composed; but he was slipping.

"He did what?" Louis face turned slightly red as he looked everywhere, but Harry.

"I couldn't sleep last night; so I took Spirit out for a stroll and saw both of them locking lips on the big rock next to Dane." Harry eyed his friend suspiciously; he probably was right about Louis having the same relationship with his carriage driver as he was with Niall.

"I will have a talk with him, my friend." Louis turned around to go back to the mansion; before he started to walk; a question slipped his lips. "Does it bother you that Liam locked lips with the young boy?"

Harry stood there frozen; his eyes were blown wide open and his hands started to shake. Louis was great friends with Amelia too; he would out Harry.

"I need my wife to be taken care at all times; after all; she is carrying my baby and heir to all of this." With clammy hands; Harry gestured to his impressive land. "I can't have your carriage driver distracting Niall while he needs to tend to my wife's needs."

Louis narrowed his eyes at Harry. He felt that Harry was far from the truth; but he didn't dare to question him. After all he had his own secrets; so he couldn't prey on others.