Crystals

~Harry~


I watched Kaia's reaction. There was only a second of weakness where I could see the recognition in her eyes, but after that, her face displayed no emotion what so ever.
"What?" She said seeming confused and disinterested.
"Don't play dumb princess, we both know you're a very smart girl, aren't you? I mean you had to be, growing up in an Italian mob and all that."Still no emotion crossed her face, damn she was good.
"Italian mob? I'm American. Born and raised in Vegas." She said as if I were an idiot. I pulled out a folder filled with her information and tossed it to her.
"Go ahead." I nodded at the documents. She hesitantly picked the file up. As she flipped through the first pages recognition and fear filled her eyes. Good. She knew that I knew everything. About her early life in the Vatican being the only daughter of deadly mobster, to moving to Vegas and wanting out of the lifestyle. She threw the file on the table seated next to her, papers sprawling on the floor. She leaned back and looked at me like I was a child who was interrupting a mothers date.
" What are you playing at?" She asked, I gave her a look of confusion. She sighed and rolled her eyes.
"What do you want from me Styles? Money, power?" She asked looking at her nails.
"Oh princess, I have money and I certainly have power" she scoffed, I looked at her,
"What's so funny?" I was trying to scare her but it clearly wasn't working.
"You call this power?" She gestured to everything around us, "running around with those three idiots terrorising this tiny town? Yeah, let me know when the fucking Pope himself calls you for help." She stood up and turned to leave. I caught her wrist before she could.


~Kaia~


Harry's grip was tight on my arm. I looked and down and moved closer to him.
"If it isn't money or power that you want, what is it?" I asked meeting his eyes,
"I want you" he said his eyes dark and hungry. Before I could tell him to fuck off his lips were on mine, his hands at my waist. For a split second, only a second, I let myself enjoy it. Then I pushed him off me and slapped him across the face and was sure to leave a mark. I walked into the sitting room to see Greer engaged in conversation with Liam. I pulled her up and told her we were leaving immediately. I had to get out. I let Harry fucking Styles kiss me.

Notes

Lol so I know it's shorter but it's late and stuff you know. Should I start doing Greer's pov?