You Are The Only One (Larry Mpreg) *Editing*

Chapter 27 : Sly 1

London

Harry looked at his wristwatch, showing 4.15 in the evening. Meant 15 minutes has passed since he waited for a representative from Grandeur Corps. He would be furious if that meeting was cancelled without noticing him. He grew restless since his time has wasted just like that but he was still patiently waiting in Rendezvous.

15 minutes was nothing for him compared to two years of his efforts to pull Grandeur Corps. to collaborate with Styles Corporations. That's why when his secretary told him that a representative from Grandeur wanted to meet him privately, he was beyond relieved. He felt like all of his hard works was worthy. He had many brilliant ideas to propose to Grandeur and he was sure that they would be interested.

He has drunk half a cup of his coffee. Quite a lot of people were visiting Rendezvous that day. That bistro was suitable for formal meeting and peaceful dining.

Sometimes he glanced towards Mr. Simon Cowell, his father's business clique who was sitting not far from his table. He was caressing his boy toy in his lap. He remembered Mrs. Cowell, a lovely middle-aged woman. What would she felt if he knew his husband was acting like that behind her. He glared at the older man when the latter caught his eyes, flushed embarrassingly.

He shifted his eyes towards his table sighing. He crossed his legs while tapping on his expensive wristwatch impatiently.

"Hi sweetheart." A flirty voice appeared in front of him. He lifted his face. Xander was standing in front of him. "What are you thinking about? You looks serious." He pulled a chair at the opposite of Harry and shamelessly sat there without being told to.

"Darling... I have missed you so much!" he grabbed Harry's hand before he caressed it.

Harry pulled his hand harshly, "What are you doing here?" Harry's voice was monotone but firm. He tried to control his anger. He wanted to slap the shameless man but he was still sane.

"Don't you have any shame? Stop appearing in front of me!" Harry asked again trying to tone down his voice didn't want to attract any attentions from the other visitors.

"Look, I have an important meeting with my client. I don't have any time to entertain you. Now, please!" Harry motioned his hand to the Rendezvous entrance, signing Xander to leave. His face was sour.

Xander smirked. "Hmm... you hasn't change darling. Still like before, workaholic!"

Harry glared at Xander's smirking face. A smile that he used to went crazy for before. He felt stupid, used to worship a materialistic man like him. Didn't know to choose between a glass and a diamond.

"What the hell do you want? I've told you before, our relationship is over. You doesn't understand my words?" Harry snapped.

Ignoring Xander, he looked at his watch again, feeling uneasy. 4.26 in the evening. He gritted his teeth. Bloody hell! He cursed. Grandeur wanted to play with him. They still didn't know what Harry Styles could do. He stretched his neck looking at the entrance again, he really hoped that they would appear.

Xander cleared his throat. He crossed his bare legs together, cladded in tight leather mini skirt. He leaned forward, Harry's Tom Ford's cologne invaded his nose.

"Who are you waiting for?" his red polished nails caressed Harry's chin. "Hmm... Grandeur?" he smiled wickedly.

Harry flinched. He batted Xander's fingers.

"What do you mean?" he narrowed his eyes looking at Xander.

Xander laughed. "Darling... you know what, you really didn't know how to entertain your client. I made an effort to arrange this meeting but you are scolding me. You really didn't love me anymore?"