Fifty Shades of Styles

As the name suggests,you might have well guessed what this book is about.

Warning-Very high sexual content.Please read at your own risk.


5. Chapter 4

Bridget's Point of View

"How the hell do you expect me to work and prepare for a frickin' dance?",I murmured as I walked out of Harry's office."Well,you just messed with the wrong person.I used to be the most amazing dancer in school.Watch out Harry,I'm going to blow out your eyeballs."

I came back to the kitchen and  started with the day's chores.The dance rehearsal had just begun and all the girls were upon stage moving their bodies and jiving to the music.

Little did I know that  this dance routine is going to drive the hell out of me.The same godamn song has already played 20 times.Everynow and then a dancer would make a mistake and the music would stop.Then I'd hear Pauline correcting her and the songs starts from the beginning.

I couldn't even take a break and go for a stroll around the block for a few minutes.I glared at my watch.10am.

I put on my EarPods and continued scrubbing the counter.Just then,the main door opened and a customer walked in.Great!Now I have to tend to a customer!

I took my notepad and went up to him."Good morning!What would you like to have?",I asked.

"A latte,please and could you please give me a bigger cup.I find the regular cup size pathetically small.",he said.

Oh,just amazing!I have to deal with a fussy customer!Ugh Harry!This is all because of you.You've completely put me off for rest of the day.

"Sure,sir.As you wish.",I said and headed towards the kitchen.Just then,the telephone in the kitchen rang.Oh god!Not him again.

I ignored it and let it continue to ring.That's the direct line from Harry's office to the kitchen to place his orders.What does he want now?

The phone rang again and I ignored it.I know I shouldn't because if he knows I'm ignoring him,I can lose my job.I gave the customer his coffee and came to pick up the telephone which had been ringing for the fourth time.

"What the fuck!Can't you pick up?",blared the voice.

"That's not a nice way to talk to someone,Harry.I was attending to a customer.",I said.

"Oh Bridget,it's  you.How's the practice going babe?"

"Amazing.Tell me,what do you want?"

"I want an iced tea."



"Got it.",I said and put the phone down.

I took the glass to him.

"Wow!That looks impressive!I hope it's not drugged.",he said as he put his legs on the table.

"I wish I'd drugged it.",I said.

He just laughed."Say,do you want to have lunch with me?We could go to some fancy restaurant."

"Sorry Harry,I have a show to put on.",I said and walked out of the room.


I had my lunch and began my practice.

The music had been playing all morning and my head was spinning listening to it.

I went in the trial rooms and began my practice.The song played from my phone while I jived to the music.

Once,twice,thrice.I did the same thing over and over again until my body was trained perfectly.


I'm ready to rock the hell out of Harry!Babe,I'm coming for you!

We didn't have that many customers today so I helped with the décor of the club before the programme.

I laid the tables and then sat down to take rest.

The dancers too were freshening up.


It's now 7pm.People have begun to fill in.

I went up to Harry's office.

"So are you ready?",he asked as soon as I walked in.

"Yup!",I said.

"Don't give me a lousy performance."

I pushed him against the wall."You are going to witness something you've never seen.Anyways,come down now.The programme is starting.",I said and walked away.

My hair hit him in the face as I walked away.

Harry's Point of View

What was all of that?Looks like she's going to fuck the hell out of me.

All I know is that I want her.Desperately.......

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