The CEO // l.s

The CEO // l.s

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Harry Styles
"Hello. I'm here for the job." He placed the application and some forms he had brought from the flat, from his late research, on a little coffee table right across the sofa near the door. "I've been expecting you, Mr. Tomlinson. Please, take a seat." He was facing the windows, but then Louis saw a familiar hairstyle. Louis gasped, but not to keep Mr. Styles waiting, he took a seat on the sofa. "So, Mr. Tomlinson. Why do you want to work here?" He looked back, fixing the cuffs of his shirt. Louis Tomlinson, a 24 year-old man, has no job whatsoever. He finally found a job that would probably suit him, The Fashion Industry. But not just some plain old fashion industry, it was The Styles Industry, one of the best fashion magazine industries out there; run by the infamous Mr. Harry Styles. With some help from Liam Payne, his trustworthy flat mate and lad, he finally got the job. But something else happened during the job interview, a secret admirer. Who could that secret admirer be? A co-worker? One of the janitor? Take a step into the story, and find out who the secret admirer is and discover how life went on for the both of them!
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The club was eerily quiet during the day, the stage stripped of its glamor under the harsh fluorescent lights. Vince led Harry through the main floor and up a narrow staircase to a private lounge. The air here was different heavier, charged. Inside, Louis was waiting. He sat on a sleek leather couch, his cigarette smoldering in an ashtray on the table before him. The faint scent of smoke and expensive cologne lingered in the room. "Harry," Louis said, his voice smooth and low, like the hum of an engine. "Have a seat." Harry hesitated, then sat across from him. "I've been watching you," Louis continued, his piercing blue eyes locking onto Harry's. "You've got something, kid. Something rare." Harry swallowed. "Thanks, I guess." Louis smirked, his expression both amused and predatory. "You're still green, but that's part of your charm. You've got potential. And potential... can be very profitable." "What do you want from me?" Harry asked, cutting to the chase. Louis leaned back, exhaling a thin stream of smoke. "I want to make you an offer. Something bigger than just being the headliner at this club. I'm talking about taking your career to the next level." Chapter Management

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