Can you keep a secret?

I open the taxi door and got engulfed in the cool New York City Air. I looked up at my father's building. As my blonde curly hair blew in my face. He didn't need this big of a building. He only needed a 7 floor building not a 20 floor building. I stepped up the few concrete steps that led up to the building.
“Miss Hass.” The doorman opened the lobby door for me showing no emotion at all, through his grey eyes.
Just like my father likes his employees. Cold, dark, and emotionless. Just like my father, but he has a very tiny sweet spot for me in his cold heart. Even though he did have a serious drinking problem. But I still love that man, to bits no matter what.
I wandered over to the staircase knowing that it wasn't very populated at all, and I wouldn't have to deal with my father's employees. They where all cold assholes except for the employees that I've known my entire life, they're like family. But I could also use the bit of exercise, and it's only 5 flights up to get to the level that his office is on anyway. So why the hell not.
I opened the door that lead to the open office room. It smelt like coffee and heavy cologne. It wasn't the best smell to a teenage girl's nose. But you don't really realize it after awhile. After adventuring to the other side of the room, I knocked on the glass of my father's door. I heard a loud groad before the door flew open.
A tired, stressed and annoyed boy threw the door open “WHO THE HELL IS IT I TOLD YOU IDIOTS THAT ME AND THE BOSS ARE TALKING!” The boy had green eyes, he also look a bit older then me. I thought he was quite attractive. His once hard expression softened once he saw it was me, the boss's daughter.
“Miss Hass, I do apologize.” He opened the door further and stepped aside allowing me to enter.
“I'm so sorry I didn't mean to interrupt anything.” I sat down on the red leather love seat.
“My dear you're welcome here anytime, I mean this place is yours too you know.” My father smiled at me.
“You look tired. How much sleep did you get last night?” I stood up and put my hand on his shoulder and observing the bags under his eyes.
“I didn't get very much sleep last night. There was still work to be done Synth. I mean also in the hotel room I was in the people above me, they had a dog, and it wouldn't stop barking. I was about ready to shoot the damn thing. But I'll be fine darling.” He turned his head to kiss my hand.
I heard a laugh come from the curly haired boy that I completely forgot was even there. He then awkwardly coughed when he realized he interrupted us. I looked up and smiled at him letting him know it was fine. While my father let out a low chuckle before throwing the paper he had in his hands on the desk in front of him..
“Harry would you like to come to lunch with us?” My father got up a threw on his black blazer that was once of the back of his office chair. “Oh where are my manners, you two haven't met, Synthia this is Harry Styles. He's my new assistant. He just got the promotion today.”
“Nice to meet you Harry.” I sent a smile towards him, and he nodded his head in return.
“Uh I'd love to Mr.Hass.” Harry adjusted his black blazer a bit standing there awkwardly waiting to see who would move towards the door first.
I decided I would be ballsy and make the first move. I opened the door and held it open for them.
“Well are you coming Mr.Styles and Mr.Hass.” I teased.
“Thank you Miss Hass.” They both said when then exited the office.
The office was quiet because it's well over lunch time, and everyone is already out getting something to eat. Well exept Albert he was eat Mc Donalds at his desk working on some paperwork. He looked up at me as a playful grin grew on his face. Albert is one of the only people that actually stuck around my entire life.
Harry jogged towards the elevator and pressed the downwards button. After the door opened we all stepped in. I quickly pressed 'one' before anyone else could. Harry chuckled and put his hands in the pockets of his dress pants.
“You sure like opening doors and pressing buttons don't you Miss Hass?” Harry spoke -thankfully- breaking the silence that was there in the elevator.
The elevator dinged and we all walked out into the empty lobby “Yup, especially elevator buttons.” I smiled.
“Mr. Hass, and Miss Hass.” The door man opened the door for us.
“How about Nella's?” My father climbed into the car first.
“Sure.” Both me and Harry said at the same time.
My dad always goes to Nella's. We went there for lunch yesterday but I don't really mind. The car came to a stop as we pulled up into Nella's. My father got out first and held his hand out to help me out of the car. Harry got out of the car himself shortly after me. When we entered it smelled like bread and honey. A much better smell then cologne and coffee.
“How many?” A waiter asked, and made eye contact with me.
“Three please.” I awkwardly smiled and held up three fingers feeling a bit insecure under his stare.
He smiled at me and led us to our table “Any wine this fine evening?” He asked
“I'd like a glass of red wine.” My father picked up the menu. “Me too.”
Then he looked at me, “I just want a coke.”
“Coming right up.”
The entire time my father and Harry discussed business. While I texted my friend Brenda. Brenda was my best friend. The waiter flirted with me making me blush several times, until my father got in and told him to back off. He thinks I deserve a movie star or some shit like that. When I'm just a average person, just like anyother human being. Except my father is a very wealthy man.
That was also why I've only ever had one boyfriend is because of my dad. I'm to scared to disappoint him. I know he only wants what's best for me knowing I'm his only child. He just doesn't want me going off the deep end and making bad life decisions.
“Have a good afternoon Mr. Styles, and Dad are you coming home for dinner or can I just order pizza?” I asked picking up my purse from the red love seat.
“You can just order pizza I'm to busy tonight.” He sighed plopping down in his chair.
“Oh okay. Just don't over work yourself please?” I was worried about him, he's always working.
“I promise my darling.” He flipped through his papers.
“Goodnight dad.”

Notes

First chapters always are so hard to write. But I'm excited for this story! Please comment, subscribe, and vote!