Chapter 2

Her Point Of View:

I rolled out of bed and got ready for the day after my shower. I applied little make up after brushing my teeth and applying deodorant then slipped on my skinny jeans and white t-shirt with my white heels. 

I loved my job. It consisted of killing people, yes, but I didn't have to deal with the fall out of it because I was never caught. Fuck, no one knew what I looked like. I was the Reaper. I've collected more souls in 6 years than any war on the planet. I was only 16 when I started my empire built on souls and skeletons but even now I get cases that would amaze any man and woman on the planet and shake them to their core. 

I put my hair into a bun on my head before heading over to my office. I was a multi million dollar woman who had legitimate business to backup my illegitimate way to make it. I sold cocaine and was good at it. I owned 64 different hotels across the planet and was known for this making me millions a year but I had even more undocumented money making ways.

 In those hotels I had things called red rooms. Red rooms are for those who seek my killing needs and I had white rooms which are those there for pick ups of coke. Red rooms were in offices I had complete control of, these were on one floor and one floor alone. White rooms were dispersed through the hotel which I had minimal control over so my clients had privacy. I had the product hidden in the compartment behind the TV which would move aside when they pushed a certain code onto the remote. 

They paid me 10 million monthly and would pick up once. The room was never rented out to anybody else unless they call and request otherwise. That room can be used to stash just about everything and my only rule is you must bring an empty luggage and stay one night so it doesn't get suspicious. Our maid staff sanitizes everything in our special solution to erase finger marks and stuff like that. Our clients pick up once a month on different dates, never the same or it would get suspicious with the cops or once every two months in double shipments. I never had to meet face to face with them or they would doubt me since I was a woman which is never good for anyone. I was powerful. Extremely powerful. 

"Good Morning Jan." I smiled to my assistant as I walked in. "Good Morning Ms. Ibarra. We have fifteen files on your desk. One of them is really going to surprise you." She said surprised herself as I signed into my log.

"What? Who is it?" I was confused myself as I stood there. "Harry Styles." She said and I looked at her through wide eyes. "Harry Styles?" "Harry Styles." "Well, that's completely different. Did he call in reservation?" "Actually his right hand Liam Payne is on line 3 if you want to take it." She bit her lip and I nodded. 

"Thank you, do you mind pushing my meetings back today?" "Of course not." She said and I nodded walking down to my office and greeted my workers. They were in charge of my business business. They sorted through my files for the hotels and of course my incoming clients for white rooms. 

I walked into my office and shut the door, taking line 3. 

"Hello, Black and white hotel this is Leslie. How may I help you?" I answered using my real name but was not even near my hotel but I had to secure the line first. "Hi, can I rent a red room for a name under Styles?" "Red room? Styles? Sure, are you familiar with what we need you to bring?" I put the phone on my shoulder and pressed it to my ear, using my hands to log into my computer to track where the call was coming to. 

"No, I'm new." "You need all the information on the client you are wishing to rid of. Photos, current locations and of course Mr. Styles himself." "We will be there with all that." "We? Darling no, the reaper only allows the person who is putting the contract out in the room. You guys can wait in the lobby. No source of communication in the room besides a cell phone. Jeopardize everything by bringing something else but I can personally assure you if he follows these rules he will be completely safe. Now, if you are still interested there is a meeting that can occur that is at 8 in our hotel. The address is 5236 Main Street." "That's like 4 hours from where we are. Is there a way one person can go with Harry?" Liam tried to beg but I was interested in how bad Harry wanted my help. 

"No, Reaper is all about confidentiality. No one but the contractor. If not I will take you off the registry." "No. Don't. We'll be there, he will go alone but we will wait in the lobby." 

"Sure. Make him wear a black blazer with a red handkerchief so that he may tell him apart from the rest." 

"Full of request aren't we." "If I wasn't mistaken Mr. Payne I'd assume you're flirting with me." 

"Well you sound beautiful so I may be. Maybe I'll see you tonight?" Liam was a flirt and I only chuckled. "In your dreams." "Oh darling you will be in them tonight." "Nice talking to you Mr. Payne." I laughed and hung up. Jan came in laughing, clearly she heard the conversation. I sighed heavily and booked Harry for tonight. 

"Well. He sounds cute." Jan said and I laughed, shaking my head. "A woman your age should be out dating! You're so fucking beautiful! Maybe you should meet him!" Jan said sitting on the chair infront of my desk. 

"I don't have an interest in him. I've had a thing for Styles since I've been doing my job. He got in the middle of one of my fucking jobs once and the determination on that man." I bit my lip remembering. 

"Holy Shit. You're in love with Harry Styles!" She said in shock. 

"No. I'm extremely attracted to Harry Styles. I will be handling his case personally. Say's here he wants it done in two weeks, I'll get it done in two days. He'll be here everyday to see if we've made a move but it'll be logged as processing. I want to get him angry. Frustrated. Last I worked to make him angry was when I killed Charleston. The determination on that man to ensure Charleston was safe was fucking amazing. I've never met a man who challenged me like that so I guess you can say I have a little crush on him. It'll never happen because I don't show my face to my white and red clients. Blue only." Blue was my business rooms. 

My legit business rooms where we talked business and other things like mergers and of course investing in my stocks. I was a very wealthy woman who have yet to meet a man to handle me. I've had ex boyfriends, sure, but none that lasted because they couldn't handle a woman with power.

 Well, there was Michael but he and I ended things when I turned 16 after spending literally 8 years together. You're right, I did begin dating him when I was 8 but it didn't get serious until we turned 13 and started talking things but that ship sailed after I was raped and that turned me into the woman I am today.

"Go for him! When he shows up and gets angry I'll let him through!" "You do that, he'll have a fit over me not doing anything." "So funny. Is he cute?" "Extremely. I have a picture of him." I said pulling out my files for Charleston and found one of Harry and Charlie talking outside an empty warehouse. It was from the day I killed Charlie. 

"Oh my god. He is cute!" Jan held the picture and I chuckled. "Attractive and I would love to top that but Jesus Christ man I don't think he'd be interested in me." "Why wouldn't he? Obviously you have sexual attraction to him. I could say Harry Styles' determination and you'd orgasm." She said and I bursted into fits of laughter and shook my head. 

"Okay, well, for starters he's Harry fucking Styles. He's like him! Like look at this man. He's beautiful. Utterly beautiful and god damn I want him more than anything on this planet. I dragged on the Charlie case to see him struggle. It was hot to me. I don't know, I'm weird." 

"So you admit! You did stretch that case longer than intended!" She squealed and threw the case file at me. "Extremely. I could've done that job in 6 hours but wanted to do it in 6 days to play around with him." "You're evil. He comes I'm letting him through when he blows up on me." "You do that." I said rolling my eyes and looked through his file. 

"You going to breakfast with your sisters?" "I am. I will be back at noon so I can meet with Damon and the others. I will need a flight to Turkey booked for tomorrow. I want to have this job done within two days. I will be gone for that long and let's just piss off Styles." I smiled and grabbed my things. 

"Perfect." Jan smirked and I went off to eat breakfast with my sisters Maricela and Lucy. Family is very important to me, it's the one thing I don't fuck around with. You can threaten me but you cannot threaten my family. 

For one, I'm the reaper. No one dares fuck with me and two, my brothers are the 5 kings and don't take to kindly on people fucking with their little sister (me) let alone their family. I was a powerhouse and no one fucked with my power. 

After my meetings I sat infront of my desk in the dark with only the light from my computer to light the file I was looking at. 

"Styles is here." I heard on my phone when I answered it. I hung up and looked at the camera to see the tall, curly haired and green eyed man I've secretly had a crush on for ages appear on my camera screen. I was in the hotel surveillance and observing. I saw the 4 men I knew so well in the lobby waiting nervously. 

Harry stepped into the elevator and looked completely nervous which only made me smirk. "Hey there baby." I said outloud with a grin. I had utter power over a man who was terrifying to the world. I watched my guards pat him down and look at the cameras once with a nod before putting him into my red room and told him what to do. 

"Don't fuck this up Leslie. Don't flirt." I told myself and sighed heavily. I dialed the number and watched him take a deep breath before answering it. 

"Hello." "Mr. Styles. Quite a case you've presented to me." I was talking in a voice changer to where it sounded a little different so he would never know it's me. 

"I just need it done. ASAP." "Can I know you're reasoning?" I knew why. I was just playing stupid, he couldn't go to war with my brothers and fight off Dmitri. 

"I don't have time to deal with it. I have bigger fish to fry." His accent made my bit my lip and roll my eyes back. "I can do it in the time given. I'm sending you the information of my law firm/ HQ for all my operations so if you need any help or have any questions or concerns you may pay a visit." Yes, I am a law firm too. I'm a multi millionaire for a reason. I'm versatile in everything.

I pushed the button on my screen and watched him look at his. "There's a pen and paper on your desk, take it and write what you need." "How much is the job?" I thought about it. I never really have because I was just fangirling over him all day. "Do you want just the man dead or everyone working for him?" "Everyone." "That's easily 10 million." It was actually a 20 million job but I couldn't help but do it for cheap. 

"Deal." "Perfect. Come by the office in the morning and settle things with Jan. She will help you out and get things sorted. It'll be done, pleasure doing business Mr. Styles. You may leave and collect your belongings." "I'll stop by everyday to ensure progress." "Of course." My plan was working. I hung up and watched him take a deep breath and walk out. 

"Now that. Is one hell of a man." I said to myself and bit my lip. Call me a creep if you would but I know what I like and I like him. I laughed at myself and prepared my things for tomorrow's trip. I went home to get some rest and couldn't help but admire Harry as I fell asleep.