"Look at this godforsaken mess that you made me" -Taylor Swift
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Steam covered the mirror as I stepped out of the shower. I began to dry my body off, rubbing the towel down my limbs. I changed into my robe before putting my hair into a twisted towel on top of my head.
I turned to my skin care. An acne treatment cream, retinol drops, and a moisturizer. I pulled on my face in the wet mirror before exiting the bathroom. Walking across the bedroom, I entered our walk in closet. One half was all Harry's clothes, the other half mine.
I dropped my robe to the floor before changing into a black bra and matching panties. I picked out a black bodysuit and gray slacks, changing into them and adding my jewelry.
I walked past sleeping Harry once more, entering back into the bathroom. I dried my hair, styling it into its normal loose curl pattern. I put on makeup, brushed my teeth, and exited the room.
Harry was now sitting up in bed, on his phone. I sat down on the bed to put my black strappy heels on.
"Where are you going?" Harry asked, moving closer to me on the bed. I pushed off as soon as I finished my last strap.
"The suckers casino." I grabbed my phone and stuffed it in my pants pocket.
"Stay here." Harry said with a yawn.
"I can't." I sat back down on the bed and pushed my hand through his hair.
"Pwease." Harry grabbed my waist and pulled me closer so he could completely lock me in his hold.
I laughed and hit his head playfully at his baby voice. For the first time in a long time, I felt a glimpse of happiness. Not fighting or surviving, just living and being there with him beside mine.
"I'm for real. Stay here, spend the day inside with me." He smiled, holding my body as close to him as he could.
"Who are you and what have you done to Harry Styles?" I asked, laughing.
"Come on, babe. We both know we need it." He reasoned.
He was right. We, as a couple, were not in a good place at all. Would one day together fix it? Not in the slightest, but it definitely would help it.
"How about, I run to the casino," I kissed him, "do what I have to do," I kissed him again, "then clear the rest of my day." I disconnected us and stood beside the bed.
"Willing to argue?" Harry asked.
"Nope." I shook my head.
"Fine, make it quick." Harry rolled his eyes.
"Yes sir. I'll be back soon." I saluted him.
"Good." He winked.
I left the room before being pulled back onto the bed. I left the apartment with a protein bar in hand and a jacket on my shoulders. I walked into the elevator and tapped my foot to the music, passing the time.
When we reached the bottom floor, I was eager to get my errands done. I'd hopefully be having sex later so I wanted to get home as quickly as possible. I walked past reception and turned to the door leading to the attached parking garage.
I smiled at the valet who instantly went to get my car once he saw my face. I waited, tapping my foot as it took the man several minutes. I pushed a twenty in his hand as Harry and I's joint car, a black Cadillac, was pulled up.
I grabbed the keys and climbed into the car, smiling at the familiar scent of our car. It wasn't used often, usually because we have a driver lined up. But today was supposed to be an off day for us so no driver was booked.
I immediately put the car into drive and pressed on the pedal. emerging into the traffic of the city. It was a quick ten minute drive to the casino as I parallel parked on the street beside it.
The casino was on the first two floors of a big 12 story building. It was currently going under remodels as I planned to make it another Alea casino with the aesthetic of the Suckers casinos. As much as I hated Leonardo, he had a really fucking successful casino business.
I climbed out of the car and walked into the casino, ducking under a tarp. It was filled with construction workers who all smiled, recognizing my presence.
"Kennedy!" My name was called. I glanced up to see Xavier waving me over.
"Hey X." I walked over to him as he held the door to the finished office open. I walked inside and watched as the door closed behind us.
"Heard there is one left?" Xavier asked, sitting down behind the desk.
"Yep. Louis nearly finished the job last night." I smirked.
"Good. The balance is almost restored." Xavier smiled.
Xavier looked the same as usual, stacked with tattoos and a suit on his toned body. Only difference was his hair. He had grown out his black hair enough for him to be able to style it. It looked amazing. Way better than the buzz.
"I have plans. Why did you need me here?" I asked, leaning against the wall.
"How would you feel about running these new branches of casinos?" Xavier asked.
Holy shit.
"Really?" I asked, feeling excitement build in my stomach.
"Yeah. Me and Styles think it would be a good idea. Of course, it would be the same power trip as Alea, but you'd basically do what Harry does but for these guys." Xavier looked around the room.
"I would be honored." I smiled, walking over to Xavier and giving him a big hug. He immediately hugged me back.
"Had a feeling you'd say yes." Xavier chuckled.
I pulled away and ran my hand over the desk that was soon going to be mine.
"Let me get the paperwork ready and in a week it will be official." Xavier smiled.
"Thank you X. You won't regret it." I nodded.
"I know I won't." He shrugged.
"Don't want to hold you long. Just wanted to ask you in person." Xavier nodded.
"Thank you, I appreciate it. Yes I've got big plans." I squeezed my legs as I turned to open the door.
"Have fun and I'll see you later?" He asked.
Fuck, the mission.
"Yep, see you later boss." I nodded.
I left the building on top of the world and climbed into my car. I drove quickly back to the apartment, making my trip shorter by taking short cuts. I threw my keys to the valet and eagerly got into the elevator, excited for what was to come.
I ran out of the elevator and into our apartment, unlocking the door and rushing into the room. I was instantly met with the smell of delicious cooking, Harry's beneficial hobby. I collapsed against the door and locked it as I removed my coat.
"That was quick." Harry said from the kitchen as I approached.
Harry was standing with his back to me. He was only wearing gray sweats and the apron I had gotten him as a joke around his hips. I sat on top of the counter, my feet swinging as he turned around. He met my eyes and smiled.
"What are you making?" I asked.
"Prepping for dinner. Here." Harry held a spoon out.
I placed my lips over it and tasted the liquid. It was a pot of homemade sauce from which he has made several times and it keeps getting better. I smiled and tasted the sauce, nodding at the amazing taste.
"Tastes amazing." I smiled.
"I'm glad." He nodded.
Harry wiped his hands on his apron before pulling it off his waist. He spread my legs open and stood between them. I placed my hands on his shoulders and spread it to connect my hands behind him.
Harry wrapped his arms around my body before gripping my ass. I giggled, holding back a moan from just his touch. I put my fingers in his hair as he placed kisses against my neck.
"Please, don't tease me." I whispered beside his ear as I grew more and more excited.
"Not today. I've missed your touch." Harry admitted.
Glad to know I'm not alone
"No distractions?" I asked, knowing we both needed this.
"No distractions." Harry grinned.
No more words were said before I pressed our lips together. He kissed back eagerly, pushing me backwards as he caught me by the center of my back. Quickly I was picked up, my legs wrapped around his waist as he kissed me.
He walked up the stairs, disconnecting to see where he was going, but continuing again when we reached our bedroom. I was laid down on the bed, releasing my bear hold and relaxing as he kissed me more.
I missed this, him. I've been so concentrated on how annoyed and mad I was that we both forgot about how much intimacy is so crucial for us. Sure, we're there for each other in every other way, but this is truly how we bond and show our love. Especially since neither of us are romantics.
"Here is my apology." Harry whispered as he slowly unbuttoned my pants.
I lifted up my hips, helping him remove both my pants, panties, and unbuttoning my body suit. Quickly his tongue went straight in, forcing moans from my lips and in the deepest part of my chest.
As he began to lick at all the right spots, I heard my phone start to ring. I grabbed my pants beside me and pulled it out, seeing Xavier was calling. Definitely about the mission later.
"It's about the mission later." I panted, feeling all the feelings of oncoming pleasure.
"Take it, I'll continue." Harry spoke, pulling out momentarily and continuing.
I cleared my throat before answering the call.
"Hey Ken, you free?" Xavier asked.
"N-not really." I tried to keep my voice calm but I was slowly reaching my peak. I bit my tongue, holding back moans.
"I just wanted to discuss tonight's plans." Xavier continued.
"C-can this be an email?" I asked, panting slightly as I continued to become overwhelmed.
Suddenly, Harry inserted two fingers. I gasped, quickly slamming my mouth closed with my hand and biting on my finger.
"It will be quick." Xavier begged.
"Call me in ten." I choked out.
"Fine." Xavier said, hanging up.
I threw my phone down on the bed and let out a loud moan. I felt Harry smile slightly against my sex, knowing it was torture but fun for him.
"Don't make me come, I want it to be from you." I said in a whisper, already getting tired.
Harry quickly pulled his tongue and fingers out, licking his fingers and pulling his pants and boxers off. I smirked as I watched him climb on top of me. I helped pull my shirt off, leaving me in just my bra.
Harry pulled my bra down so my boobs were out and exposed. I watched as he stared down at my chest before pushing his length in. I gasped loudly, forgetting how big he was. He groaned at the feeling.
"God it has been awhile." He chuckled.
"Blame yourself." I closed my eyes, feeling as he slowly rocked in and out.
"Don't worry, makes it better." Harry sighed before getting faster.
It didn't take either of us long to come. We missed each other so much that it was the quickest sex we've ever had. In a matter of minutes, we were collapsed on the bed. Harry was beside me under the covers
I groaned as my phone started to ring again, both of us knowing it was Xavier. He sure was being punctual today. Harry handed me my phone as he sat up, rubbing his eyes with his palms.
"On time as ever." I said calmly, answering the phone.
"You said ten minutes." Xavier defended.
"Whatever, what's the details? Harry's here." I put the phone on speaker so we could both hear our plans.
"The fuck?" Harry whispered annoyed.
I smiled.
"Perfect, I was going to call him separately." Xavier chuckled.
"Hey Mate." Harry said very britishly.
"I need you two to go to this speakeasy for me to grab some shit for me. A baggie of coke, some weapons, and a briefcase of cash." Xavier listed.
"This is a lackey job." Harry groaned.
"Yea well all my lackeys are off today. And you two never take the day off." Xavier teased.
"Just send us the shit and we've got you covered." I shot lasers towards Harry.
"On it. See you later." Xavier hung up the phone.
Harry ran his hands down his face and sighed. I giggled and sat up beside Harry, covering my chest with the blankets on our bed. Harry glanced over at me and looked back forward.
"You annoy the shit out of me sometimes, you know that?" He asked, laying back down on the bed and placing his hand on my lower back.
"Oh you love it." I rolled over and on top of him, my arms crossing on his chest as his hands met my hair.
"Maybe sometimes." He laughed.
I smiled at him, trying to take in the moment. I've been so mad at him that I forgot what it felt like to love him. And I missed this feeling more than I missed him.
"I guess we have to get dressed." I ran my fingers through his hair before sighing. He collapsed his head into the pillows and groaned.
"I guess so." Harry frowned.
We both got up from the bed, collecting our thrown clothes and placing it into our laundry basket. I hopped into my second shower of the day, alone since I knew what would happen if I wasn't. Washing every inch of my body to smell nice for the evening.
I wrapped my body in a towel and began to do my makeup as Harry hopped into the shower himself. By the time he was done, I had moved to my closet to try and find an outfit to wear.
I decided on a new pair of black slacks and a black lace cropped top. I put on a few new additions of gold jewelry, black stilettos, and my best make up before emerging back into the bedroom. Harry was wearing a black suit with a gray blouse underneath, his usual buttons undone and a gold cross on his chest.
"What accessories are we bringing tonight boss?" I asked while following Harry down the hall into his office.
Harry plugged in the code to his office (idiotically he made it my birthday). I joined him in the room, sitting down at one of the two leather couches facing his desk as he opened his safe filled with guns and illegal weapons.
"I think this will be pretty smoothe, so the usual." Harry pulled out two pistols and threw one at me.
I caught it in the air and pushed it in the back of my pants, knowing it was going to be covered by my trench coat. Harry did the same with his, concealing it with his suit jacket. I stuffed my phone in my pocket and made my way down the stairs.
I threw my trench coat on and checked the pockets for my knife and wallet which were all present. Harry ran to the kitchen, turned the stove off and grabbed his set of keys before unlocking the door and holding it open for me.
"Thank you sir." I patted his shoulder as I left the apartment.
"Sir?" He asked as he closed the door behind us. I watched as he stuffed the keys in between his fingers and ushered me ahead by the small of my back.
"Sir." I nodded firmly.
"Would you prefer Ma'am?" Harry asked.
"God no. Makes me sound old." I shuttered.
"Agreed." Harry shuttered himself while pulling us into the elevator.
Harry and I naturally moved to opposite sides of the elevator, so used to keeping our distance from one another. I didn't bother to close the gap. I was afraid to take too big of steps on an already successful day.
"Xavier text you the details?" I asked, glancing at my phone to see nothing from him.
"Yeah. It's at Alea but the hidden room Xavier made for 'more money'." Harry air quoted his words with an eye roll.
"Oh." I said quietly.
The elevator opened and we emerged on the first floor. Harry floated to the valet to get our car as I floated to Violet, my favorite receptionist. She was eating a bite of her salad as I leaned against the desk.
"Kennedy!" She propped up, standing and running around the desk to give me a hug.
I hugged her back tightly, loving to see her so happy.
Violet and I have become very good friends in my time here in New York. I helped to kill her psycho ex and she sleeps with the owner of the building to get my rent down to almost nothing.
Violet stays in the apartment when we're not there, tending to the small little plant I've been trying to keep alive. When we're here, she stays with the owner in the president suite.
"How long are you guys staying in New York for?" Violet asked, beginning to play with her ruby red hair that laid flat on her shoulders.
"I don't really know. Harry seems to be content here for now, so it could be a good few days." I winked.
"Sounds good to me." Violet winked back.
"Babe, the car is here." Harry hollered, calling me over.
Babe, god I missed that on his lips.
"Looks like I'm going. Give him an extra blowy for me, would ya?" I nudged her as she laughed and nodded.
"Will do Kennedy!" She called out as I jogged over to meet Harry.
The doorman held the car door open for me. I passed him another twenty before climbing inside beside Harry. Harry had started the car and waited until the door was closed to jet off.
I relaxed into the seat, putting my seat belt on as Harry drove through the busy streets of NYC. I played with the radio stations until I found one we would both like, a mix of rock and r&b.
Harry arrived at the place and let me out to go find a parking spot. I rubbed my hands together before entering the casino. The bouncer let me in straight away as all eyes turned to me.
I was royalty now when it came to Alea casino, all of us were. We were the core six who took down the Suckers and nearly freed Alea. Harry gained the most credibility as the highest boss and half of it landed on me, his girlfriend.
I walked to the secret door, guarded by security. By now, Harry had joined me in the casino and followed close behind me. His hand stayed on my back as we walked down the stairs to the speakeasy.
The room was filled with people dressed in work and party attire. Various poker tables were spread about as the lights were dimmed to a purple so you can barely make out any faces. The music from the DJ was blaring as Harry and I walked more into the room.
Before we could even settle, Harry found the guy we needed to grab the shit from. He took him to a room, handed him everything, and sent Harry on his way. I frowned, wanting to enjoy the company of drunk people.
We quickly escaped the room and got back into the car.
"I got all dressed up for that?" I asked, pouting beside him.
"Come on, let's go out then. I'll text the guys. Niall always knows a place." Harry grinned.
"You sure? You never want to go out?" I asked hesitantly.
"I'm having a very good day." Harry smirked.
"If you insist." I smiled.
After all, the night is still young. As they say.
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a/n: WERE BACK BITCHES