Lullabies for Styles (Third book)
"Daddy? I'm scared." "Why, love?" She crawled into my lap and cuddled into me. "The storm. It's scary." "You don't have to be scared, Princess. Me and your daddy are always here." "Will you sing me a lullaby?"
"Daddy? I'm scared." "Why, love?" She crawled into my lap and cuddled into me. "The storm. It's scary." "You don't have to be scared, Princess. Me and your daddy are always here." "Will you sing me a lullaby?"
"Harry?" I asked. His eyes barely opened before he closed them again. "Niall," his voice was so soft and drifted. I cried again, just happy to hear him talking. He was awake now. "Harry, Harry I'm here." I informed him. "Niall?" He asked. "Yeah?" I held his hand tight, watching him take in a breath before he spok...
I took this job thinking I would get the chance to not only train with one of the most popular boxers in the UK, but thinking I could kick his selfish ass while in the process, Then I found out his secret and it changed everything.