Harry's POV:
“That's perfect. Can we have a little smile now?”
I didn't care how I looked at the awkward stretch of my lips, even though my eyes remained cold.
“Perfect!” I heard the photographer exclaiming. Quickly the staff came to help me take off the jewellery and other accessories.
“Your next shot is for Bulgari, we can head out in ten minutes, if you want.” I heard from my assistant.
“Tell them to postpone or cancel it.” She pressed her lips at my statement.
“But sir-.”
“I am tired.” I cut her off and walked away as I wore my shirt.
It wasn't a lie. Although it seemed like it. This was my first photo shoot of the day. And I aced it in thirty minutes. Keeping in mind my history, I used to work for sixteen hours. But I was tired now. I had gotten accustomed to being relaxed for a while. Having a relaxing centre. I needed that feeling again, being light headed. I was exhausted even though I wasn't doing that much. I wanted her.