Last night was so... I don't know how to describe it. I just made out with a married middle aged man. My boss to be exact. And what's the worse? He created a massive, noticable, swollen mark on my chest. I am literally struggling to roam my closet for a non-v-neck shirt or tank top.

I found one cropped top after a little while and decided to call my main bitch, Red, through Skype. Missing her to be exact since Meghan sort of occupied my attention yesterday. A few seconds passed a nd Red's face appeared on the screen of my phone. "Hey bitch." She yawned, a sign that she just woke up.

"Hey," I greeted back, "What are you going to do today?"

"Uh... The usual, gonna leave to shag a man." That's one disgusting news. I remember, she agreed about Meghan's stupid job hiring. "Oh. The who?" I chuckled, then laid on my stomach on top of my bed. "Mr. Hor- wait a minute... Where the fuck did you get that, Bree?" She asked, probably pointing at my chest.

Shit.

"Uh-" I stammered, trying to cover it. "It's nothing, just a rash." I tried to cover up with an excuse.

"I know what a dumbass rash looks like, Brianna. Stop trying to shit with me. It's a fucking lovebite. Where did that come from?" She rolled her eyes. Why is she so good at finding things out?

"You're my best friend, Red. Promise me you won't tell Meghan and Skylar anything about this." I sighed. It all seems like i'm already joining the three of my friends. Am I? "I won't, I promise. You can trust me as always." She added.

"Alright. It's from Mr. Styles." I whispered while biting my lower lip, giggling a bit. Last night's memories are wrong but I somehow loved it in a way.

"What the fuck?!" She exclaimed, not believing what I said. "Tell me what happened between you two! Did you fuck?" She giggled.

I wish we did.

"Hell no! I was about to prepare dinner for us last night. He followed from behind and wrapped his arms around my waist. I was so lost at his words. Damn, pure sexiness. Then he placed kisses on my neck. I tried to push him away once but that didn't stop him. He said that he liked me. I was surprised and he caught me off guard. He held my arms and kissed me so rough. I was ached down below I admit, but it felt magical although it's wrong. My fantasies about him came true in just seconds. He hoisted me up the kitchen counter but then his daughter squealed "Daddy?!" So I pushed him away and looked to see if she's there and caught us making out, but I was wrong."

"The fuck the fuck the fuck okay continue." Red giggled.

"She just cried because her brotger stole her Nintendo so we walked over to them to talk. Then we brought them to bed, and Harry wanted to talk about the kiss. He made me sit on his lap. I told him that i'm worrying about Sandrine and the kids, it'd hurt them tons if they find out. He told me that he won't tell and keep it as a secret. I explained some more and it didn't work, he still wanted it. It's like he's a risk taker. He shared his feelings for me. That he liked me, he's so attracted to me and all. He wanted me to kiss him so I did, I no longer care what happens next. I almost got laid, Red! That's why I got this." I panted and I was out of breath. Like completely.

"And then? Go on!" She encouraged me.

"I wanted to stop for the night, so I told him that we need to take it slow. I also admitted that I've never been touched but he didn't care. He made  deal with me and it's stuck inside my mind."

"And what is that deal all about?"

"He wanted me to love him back, give him my body, be there when he needs me, and satisfy him like nobody else, and he'll pay for all of my college expenses." I said, rubbing my temple. "Oh my God, Bree! You're one lucky bitch! Say yes, grab the opportunity!"

"You really think I should?" I assured. "Of course, but don't let his wife and kids figure it out as much as possible. Or end things with him clearly if you want to stop." Said Red.
"Don't let Meghan know that i'm in until I say, alright?"

"No problem babe. I gotta go take a shower, Mr. Horan will be here any minute now. Bye, Love you."

I smiled in response and hung up, and then I received another text from Harry.

From: Mr. Styles

I will be alone for the rest of the day, mind if I borrow you? (; x

This is not good.

To: Mr. Styles

But Mr. Styles, where are the kids? Your wife? I still need to ask mum for permission.

From: Mr. Styles

They're with their mum at the granparents'. No need to ask your mum, I did it for you already. Don't worry, we'll just hang out and talk about things. x

To: Mr. Styles

God, you're so fast! I can't believe you. I'll be ready in 30. Thank you for the lovebite you gave me last night though, because of you I am struggling to hide it.

From: Mr. Styles

I know you liked it sweetheart. (; I'll be there in 30. All the love. x -H

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I've been done taking a bath for a few minutes, then I picked up my red cropped top with a round neck, a pair of black high waisted skinnies and a pair of white Chucks. I tied my hair up in a rather messy ponytail then brushed my teeth before putting on light powder and Baby Lips.

Waiting for a few more minutes and the doorbell rang then I rushed to the front door. I spotted Harry in just a black shirt and skinny jeans, then his designer boots. I could say he does look good when he's not in a suit as well.

"Hey," I greeted, kissing his cheek. "Would you li-"

He cut me off by smashing his lips with mine, picking me up by the back of my thighs. Throaty giggles escaped my lips as I kissed him back, tangling my fingers with his hair. He pulled back to suck some air. "Hello, love. Looking good today." He smiled.

"You're lucky my parents aren't here. Would you like something to drink?" I offered but he shook his head as a no. "I prepared food for us at home. Let's go?" He asked and I nodded in response.

We headed over to his famous BMW and drove off. Once we arrived, I stepped out of the car and we got in  his house. He kicked off his shoes off and so did I before pulling me to the dining area. "Swiss Miss?" He offered and I mumbled a 'yes please' before taking a seat.

"You cooked these?" I asked, looking at a set of roasted beef and a bowl of beef steak? I heard him hum and 'mhm' before handing me a mug of Swiss Miss with marshmallows. "You should try them." He beamed, preparing our eating utensils.

Harry served a plate for me with both viands and took a seat beside me. As I got first bite, he looked at me worriedly. "How is it hun?" He asked. I giggled and raised a thumb. "It's really good Harry! You're a great cook." I winked as we both started to dig in.

...

"I would like to go somewhere else with you this weekend since i'm alone." He stated, snaking an arm around my shoulder. I leaned my head on his and smiled. "Really? Where?" I asked.

"Maybe visit some schools that i've been in? For college. Roam around London babe." He let out a cute grin, showing off his dimple before pressing his lips on my head. I can't believe he's this nice to me. It's kind of amazing. "I would love to!" I cheered. "So... We'll go tonight? Party, swimming, etc. You in?"

"I'm in." I giggled.

"We'll sleep somewhere, separate rooms of course. So we won't bother driving home. Is that okay?" He said, tucking stray strands of hair behind my ear. "Of course! Anything. Thanks to you!" I said, kissing his cheek. He looked surprised, his cheek flushed with a smile on his face. I giggled at how adorable he is. "You're so beautiful. I wish i'm as young as you." He chuckled.

"You don't have to, y'know. You're still good looking."

"Enough with the compliments though, help me get ready for tonight." He stood up, pulling me to his room.

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His dilated, blue eyes raked all over my body. My dress is laced, black and hugging on me well. His lips curled up into a smirk. I bit my lower lip in amusement and then he held my hips, pulling me closer to him. "You look amazing tonight. So much better than my wife. How I wish you were mine." He said, kissing my lips. "Thank you," I giggled seductively. "Shall we go?" I asked as he snaked an arm around my waist. His touch is so different, the type of touch you're going to crave for all night. Every night. He's also good looking, but there's no way on Earth that I'll be laying my eyes on him. He's married.

He opened the car door for me and I stepped in. His black Bentley looked so expensive. Leather seats all around not even a stupid thing hanging on his mirror.

Minutes passed and we parked in front of an elegant looking building, Niall picking me up from my side of seat. He held my hand and guided me to his condominium unit. Once he unlocked the door, wide floor, a massive chandelier, grand piano and glass windows appeared in my sight. "Would you like to have a drink?" Niall offered, pulling me closer to him. I flipped my hair to the side and placed my hands on his chest.

"Sure, sexy." I said, seduction noticable in my voice. His eyes got darker and he pressed his lips softly on mine before grabbing two glasses and a bottle of wine. He poured on one glass and handed it to me. "Here you go, baby." I mumbled a 'thanks' and he turned around to fill his. I took a sip and kicked off my heels before taking my dress off. "So..." I ruffled my hair, "Should we talk, or you want me to give you what you paid for?"

Suddenly, he turned around and his eyes were glued on my naked body. Lust is visible in his eyes, sipping on his glass then walked towards me, pulling me by my hips.

I knew he'd like this.

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