Okay so I wrote this as a Henryxreader for a friend and it took a wacky turn so idk. Enjoy?

As you walk through the glass doors being held open for you by security guards, the once distant noise of people enjoying themselves grows louder. You add to the chatter,clinking of glasses, and taping of shoes with your own six inch heels that were made to bring attention. You weren't normally the badassgunonyourthigh kind of lady but when it comes to visiting your ex in his billion dollar mansion, things can get heated and you want to look your baddest best.

You see him, the dream ruiner, walking confidently towards you. He had been waiting. Your red silk dress brushes your legs as they swiftly keep the same pace. Shoulders back and hair sleek and shiny he sips his brandy before confronting you. You can smell his expensive cologne which is different then what he used to wear. You were thankful. If he still wore the same smell you fell in love with you would be in big trouble. You both stare into each other's eyes waiting for the first to speak a word.

"So?" He finally breaks the tension. "Do you have him?"

You look down at your painful heels, "yes, but remember he's still half of me and I love him just the same."