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[COMPLETED] (2) Even more Harry Styles imagines written by me.

[COMPLETED] (1) Just a collection of Harry Styles imagines written by me.

She was like the moon and him the ocean tides. extreme daddy kink, mature material, trigger warning. read at your own risk.

"We're all a little insane." WARNING: This fanfic contains strong language and (maybe) some sexual content and other stuff like that. I came up with this story, please do not go and copy it or post it in a different language without my say. Thanks, -T

"Now get on your knees, baby girl." "Yes, Daddy."

"We shouldn't have done that," I whispered shakily, under my breath. "Yes, I know," He growled deeply slamming his fist into the desk, "But you're daddy's now."

Leah Evans is the definition of a businesswoman: strong, smart, and on her way to becoming the biggest CEO of one of New York's finest companies. However, when disaster strikes, she is fired and left to fend for herself in the big city. It is in this desperate time of need that she accepts the position to be the personal secretary of Harry Styles, the rich, handsome, and extremely arrogant but powerful businessman. Will Leah learn to deal with Harry's haughty attitude? Or will their relationship turn into something besides strictly professional?