Prince Harry has spent his life hidden behind the gilded gates of privilege, duty, and tradition. But one unexpected detour into the city's rougher neighborhoods introduces him to Louis Tomlinson-a sharp-tongued tattoo artist whose life couldn't be more different from Harry's. Louis is everything Harry isn't: bold, jaded, and unapologetically free. And yet, beneath Louis' cocky smirk, there's a darkness Harry can't quite unravel. As their worlds collide, a dangerous game of attraction begins. Louis wants to corrupt Harry's innocence, but what neither of them expects is how intoxicating their connection will become. Caught between the expectations of royalty and the allure of the forbidden, Harry must decide: will he follow the path laid out for him or risk everything for a boy who seems determined to unravel him?

Harry Styles is head of the underground, he's ruthless, possessive, feared and powerful. Louis is a student, his dad works for Harry but Louis has no idea about the underground world. What happens when Louis dad causes trouble and Harry kidnaps Louis for revenge. (This is my story, please do not copy, also on AO3 under aace1234)

My heart was beating and adrenaline was running through my body at a thousand miles per second. My hand wrapped around the door knob, but then I was pulled back painfully by my arm. I was whipped around and was face to face with a pissed off Louis. "Where do you think you're going, love?" He asked, and I gulped at how dark his voice sounded. The sane part of me was absolutley terrified of it, and I didn't like it, but the part of me that thought Louis was incredible was so turned on by his dark side. "Answer the question." He said as he squeezed my wrist tighter, and I winced a bit, but I didn't answer the question. "Were you trying to leave? Were you trying to run away from me?" He asked, and I felt his nails digging into my skin. I gave a small yelp of pain and then he was dragging me harshly by my arm down the hall again. He passed the room that I was staying in before and opened another door that was three doors down. He pushed me inside, and I couldn't see a thing. The room was completely dark. I began to breath faster because I've never been a big fan of the dark. I hated it. I didn't like what I couldn't see. I jumped as I felt a hand on my waist and my breath caught as I felt a surge of electricity run through me. I felt him pull me closer to him until my back was against his chest. His lips rubbed against my ear and he slowly whispered out "You can't leave, Harry. You're never gonna get away. I'm not gonna let you."