Chapter 19: Chapter 19

"Harry, look, I can explain everything. No need to draw any conclusions," I said hurriedly, while we were in the elevator.

He didn't say anything and I frowned  a little. Was the dick even listening to me?

"Harry?" I asked again tentatively.

"If you don't want to make your punishment worse, you better keep quiet," he said and I shut my mouth quickly. Punishment? As weird as that sounded, that had made my panties a little wet.

It was almost like time was passing really slowly. I swallowed and opened my mouth to talk again, but one look at Harry's mouth set in a grim line was enough to change my mind.

Soon enough, we reached our floor. I walked out first and turned back and looked at him. He wasn't even staring at me, he was busy doing something on his phone. I stared at him then I stopped and went back to him.

"Harry, can I just–" I started.

"Iris, go home. Change, and meet me at my flat," he interrupted without even looking up from his phone and I gasped a little.

I opened my mouth to interrupt then shut it again. I walked to my apartment forlornly and got in. Was he really that mad? Like had the sight of Parker and me really pissed him off? What did that mean? That he cared about me? I was so confused.

I walked to my room and changed into something more comfortable, a tee shirt and shorts. I sighed and walked to the living room. I looked at my hands and noticed they were shaking.

I walked to the kitchen and placed my hand on the countertop and sighed deeply. What was happening to me? What had I become that Harry's opinion meant the world to me? That I was literally shaking at the thought of him being mad at me?

I took a glass, albeit shakily, but I managed to drink water then I left my apartment with boules au ventre. I walked to Harry's apartment and opened the door and got in. I didn't bother knocking.

Harry was standing in the living room, he had discarded his jacket and had rolled the sleeves of his white shirt. He looked... edible. He was on the phone so I didn't make a sound, just walked to his side and looked up at him.

He looked at me and smiled automatically then said, "Make sure everything goes according to plan." That made me think of that night when I had heard him threatening whoever that man was and I swallowed. Then I banished those thoughts from my mind.

Harry looked at me, then trailed down and I felt my cheeks heat up.

"Harry? What did you mean by punishment?" I asked, widening my eyes a bit.

"Never mind that. What you're going to do now is get ready." He held my chin in his hand. "Don't think that because I haven't claimed you properly, you aren't mine. You're mine, Iris and tonight I'm going to show the whole world."

His words sent a rush of heat straight to my pussy and I had to clench my legs. Then he bent and placed a rough kiss on my lips. I gasped and he took advantage and slipped his tongue into my mouth.

He bit my bottom lip and I arched my hips into him, lifting my hands and sending them into his hair. His left hand had found itself under my big tee-shirt and he played with my nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my pussy.

"Who do you belong to?" he asked, breaking off the kiss temporarily.

"You, Harry. I belong to you," I whispered breathlessly, hungrily seeking his lips again.

"You're mine!" Harry said in a harsh whisper then he kissed me, gently this time.

"I'm yours," I repeated and a smile came over his face.

Then he let me go. I frowned.

"Harry?" I asked, confusion apparent in my voice.

Before Harry could answer, someone rang the bell. Harry buzzed whoever it was up without a word and the minutes that passed. I wanted to say something but I didn't want to be interrupted by whoever was coming up. So I was going to wait.

Finally, there was a knock in the door. Harry opened the came a few moments later with two boxes in his hand. He walked towards me, looked down at then said, "Get ready, little flower. The whole world will know you're mine and no one will dare touch you or I just might kill them." Then he kissed me and started walking away.

"Wait but–"

"Just change," he said then disappeared. I sighed and looked down at the boxes. I opened them and it was quite predictably a necklace in the first one. But it wasn't any kind of necklace. It was a collar. I stared at it and frowned.

The second was beautiful. It was a dress. A red dress. One I would never have dared pick even if I loved it. And loved it I did. But I didn't understand. Why did Harry give me this? Where were we going to?

I carried the boxes along and walked to Harry's room, getting in without the hassle of knocking. And I almost regretted it. Almost.

Harry was half naked. Actually, he had just a pair of boxers on and these ones showed the outline of his manhood quite well. I looked up and blushed when I noticed he was staring at me with a smug smile on his face.

It was already obvious that he had expected me to come here and I had played right into his game.

"Harry.. where are we going to?" I asked and he advanced towards me slowly.

"I am going to make sure that every single person knows you're mine. Are you sure you don't want to back out yet?" Harry asked in a teasing whisper.

I glared at him a little and shook my head. "I'm not backing out."

"You just sealed your fate, Iris. You're mine and I'll be damned if any other man or woman tried to take you away from me. You belong to me and I belong to you. You are mine. Got that?" Harry asked and I nodded.

My eyes were heavy lidded with lust and I kind of wanted him to fuck me there and then.

But Harry had other plans. He kissed me hard on the mouth then said, "Go change then."

As I turned and bent to pick the boxes, Harry slapped my ass and I jumped. He laughed and I glared a little. But when I turned, there was a smile on my face. I didn't care whether his words had sounded like a threat. But I was going to hold on to them. They were a promise.