Kidnapped and oblivious, Mia love, nineteen and innocent is forced to become a servant for a very respected man. The world is dangerous and ignorant towards the crimes. Maybe because it's mostly vampires now and other supernatural things. Harry styl...
London was freezing . It was colder than where we came from . It didn't faze harry of course but me, I can't stop shivering the moment we came off the plane.
The mansion harry has built seemed as if it was already started to be built. It was humongous. It was filled with fine detail and aura. It laid low in the forest so no one could find us. It would be utterly impossible , Harry says.
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Harry has all of his services here. To milk man , to the women who changes the sheets. He explained to me the people here will not say a word about us being here. The sworn to it.
"They would be breaking their truth to the kingdom if so" he says
The first night here I cried.
"Please dont cry" he lays beside me
"I wish all of this didn't happen" I sighed
"You mean... the baby " he lifted up alittle in the bed
" no no . The baby ... is fine I mean , us not lawfully being and us running away from everything" I rambled he shuts me up by laying me down on my back
"darling, I'm doing my best to make you comfortable. I don't want you think about that, please. We are here, safe and distance from those people yeah" he sat up a bit
" I can finally focus on you" he smirked. He lift my shirt a bit and ran his hand on my stomach. Usually I would chill to his touch but I didn't. It felt normal. What is this baby doing to me?
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"Do you want this" I asked me. He peered up at me and stopped his hand movements on my stomach
"Why wouldn't I want your baby Mia" his lips came close to mines. I pressed my lips on to his. His lips moved on to mines but suddenly stop, his fangs extracted and backed away from. As he rushed to get up, I grabbed on to his wrist
"Please why are you doing that to yourself" I said to him in disappointment
"I don't want to hurt you" he whispered while walking towards the door
" you won't please" I said to him. " I don't want you hurting. I know it hurts" I told him
He couldn't look at me. He chuckled and rubbed his chin. He slowly made his way back towards the bed and sat near me. I moved my hair to the other side And laid on his lap. He peered down at me and smiled. His fangs were so sharp. I lift my hand up to touch them. As I lightly rubbed my finger on his fangs, he gave me a hard glare as always. My focus was his beautiful eyes, I gasped when I accidentally stabbed my self with his fang. I looked at my finger and seen dark blood coming out. Under Harry's eyes black veins began to appear.
He took my finger and placed it in his mouth. His tongue moved all already the little cut, trying to get every drop. He than moved my hair a little more before lowering his self in my neck. I kept my breathing steady as his fangs grazed on my skin.
"I'm going to be gentle okay" he whispered, I held his hand in mines and nodded my head. He than sunk his fangs in completely making me clench him.
I felt his hunger as he growls and gripped me tightly. I was hoping he could control himself. Seconds later he pulls away and grunts loudly. He quickly gets up and stands by the door. I felt the blood leak down my neck
"What .. what's wrong" I asked
"I-I didn't wanna take a lot, I'm trying to control myself" he says. His eyes were pure red. " I-I feel the baby now. Not only can I hear I can feel it" he stutters shocked, his red his than goes away but his eyes were still dark
"It probably makes the connection stronger" I said. There is nothing I want more than Harry to be connected to his soon to be child. I reached out my hand for him to take and he walks over to me and placed his blood on my neck.
"I love you harry" I say to him. He smiled down at me kiss my forehead.
" come on let's get you to sleep" he says to me. He still doesn't say it. I would never understand it but maybe it wasn't meant for me too. Maybe it's for my own good
Harry Pov
I peer above Mia as she is sound asleep
" I love you too" I say. I rubbed my temple in frustration. There was a light knock on my doors and a entrance.
"Phone call for you sir" he handed me the phone. I placed it close to my ear and headed out the room.
"Styles"
" it's your father"
" any news" I asked him concerned with the situation
"Good for now, I was calling to you something... I should have told you when we talked about it the first time" he went on
" what is it now" leaned against the wall
"That girl won't survive that delivery" he said simply
" what" I scrunched my eye brows
" Mia, when she has that baby, because she is human, a human body can only take so much,the delivery will be to much for her, leading her into a trauma of pain. Her heart will fail ... son" he ended
" she won't die" I said to him
"Harold ... it's the truth -"
"She will make it, end of discussion"
" none of them did, that's how your real mother died, don't you understand" he argued back.
"Goodbye father" I said hanging up the phone. I sat back in the wall and thought about her, the day she gives birth.
it disappoints me that may be a outcome but I won't let it come to that. I can have my child and her at the same time.
