Omg you guys, Harry is so kinky. I mean the handcuffs and the "Yes Daddy, I will" Jesus Christ, my ovaries died.

Dropping this update like a hot potato just like how DMD was released in the middle of the night when the wolves come out to play.

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Be prepared. Boring chapter ahead

• Chapter Sixteen •

I was heading to the showroom where the exhibition was held last Saturday, sadly I hadn't attended due to me being 'ill'. I was assigned the task of hanging up the artwork as well as taking them down. Thoughts clouded my mind as I walked through the doors, thoughts about Harry. I can't seem to shake off the weird feeling I had in me ever since I walked through the front doors. It's almost as if I did the wrong thing by just being in Cole's presence.

When I looked up at the showroom, I found it completely empty except for the one painting that stood out against the white walls. It was the one that I had really admired the first time I saw it. Why hadn't it got sold? Usually the best piece is auctioned and this is one of Harry's best work, why is it still here? Maybe someone already bought it but will be picking it up this week. Seeing that there wasn't much for me to do, I picked up the painting and slid it into one of the sleek boxes that were made for the pieces to be sold.

I'll take it back to my office and ask Harry the details on it, whether it was sold or not. That's seems like the right thing to do. Fuck, it's heavy though. I lugged the box towards his office and knocked on the floor "Come in" I heard his muffled voice "What shall I do with this, Mr Styles?" I went straight to the point "I mean, where shall I keep it until the owner comes for it" I fumbled when his hypnotic gaze met my scared ones "That piece didn't get sold."

I passed him a confused look "Why?" He stood to his feet, buttoning his suit coat "Because I didn't want it to be sold. Archive it" he shooed me away with the wave of his hand as he stepped into the art room attached to his office. I took that as a sign to leave. When I reached my office, I found a glass of water and bottle of pills next to it. I gently placed the box that contained the painting beside the entrance of my office and took small steps towards my desk.

Who left my medication here?

Tash did say that she had a backup plan so that I could have my medication everyday. I tipped open the lid of the container, finding the pills that I take - I had to make sure it was the right one plus the lid was sealed before I opened it - as I did so the container moved revealing a piece of paper beneath it. I picked the note, opening it and read the writing

Take one now and one after you have lunch.

The script looks so familiar, there was no signature saying as to who left it here. I did as told and grimaced as the familiar taste of blood remained on my tongue. Perks of being anaemic. I got back to proofreading the articles for the yearly magazine as it is nearing November and that's usually when Styles Inc releases their yearly magazine which contains everything they did, be it the paintings or the seasonal exhibitions and even the sculptures. Everything is captured into one glossy book.

Nowadays people would prefer an electronic copy of the magazine but unfortunately for them, Mr Styles doesn't want that to happen, ever. Usually people go for magainzes with their favourite stars and other celebrities intsead of an art magazine but what can a person do if Harry and Gemma Styles have five pages just to themselves in each issue, might as well by their magazine. Though, the money made from selling issues go for different charities, chosen by Gemma and to orphanages chosen by Harry.

I've always followed Styles Inc and their doings, it's as if I was a stalker and now that I'm working inside the building, it feels like a dream come true. I had never seen a picture of Harry before and the pictures they had in magazines were always blurry, like was the photo taken with a potato? After meeting him, my whole perspective on him changed. He was known to me as this arrogant asshole instead of the guy that gave money to orphanages.

A knock on my office door brought me back from drowning in my thoughts about a certain Harry Styles. "Come in" I hadn't realised I closed the door "Hey, you want to head to lunch?" Cole poked his head through "Of course" I smiled at him then gathered my coat and purse. I followed him out my office and into the elevator, not once glancing through the glass walls of Mr Styles' office. I didn't even dare to after what happened this morning.

Cole and I went to this rustic European café that was a few blocks away from Styles Inc. "They serve the best muffins in the whole of London" Cole mentioned as we stepped through the doors, immediately being engulfed by the warmth of the café. "Really? Let's see how right you are about that" I wiggled my eyebrows at him in an up and down motion to which he chuckled "Here" he said as he pulled out the chair for me. I thanked him and took a seat after placing my coat around the backrest of the chair.

"Afternoon, I'm Geraldine and I'll be your waitress, here is a menu but would you like me to tell you folks about today's special?" I looked up at the blonde girl who couldn't seem to take her eyes off.. well me. Feeling uncomfortable by her unwavering stare, I said "We'll have a look at the menu then let you know" her beaming smile faltered and she nodded before walking away. I turned my gaze to Cole "She was so checking you out" he spoke my mind "Okay, so I wasn't the only one who noticed that"

Cole broke out into a fit of hysteria while I hid behind the menu, my cheeks flushed "Aw! Come on, face it, you're hot." He pulled the menu away from my face as he smiled at me. There's nothing good or beautiful about me that even the same sex would find interesting. We eventually ordered and thankfully this time, the waitress hadn't stared at me all the time.

Okay, I'm stopping there bc I'm a boring person. I'm extremely sorry for such a crappy chapter, I'll try my best for the next, I promise.

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