"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...
"Please don't call me, Mr. Styles. You can call me Daddy," Harry purred, seductively licking his lips. "What the fuck! I'm not calling you anything," Niall took a step back as Harry took a step forward until he was pressed against the whiteboard. "You best watch your tongue, kitten or I'm gonna bend you over that des...
"You're mine and no one else's, got it?" his eyes had become a darker shade of green while filling with lust and authority. My mind couldn't process anything else but him and the constant words obey obey obey. "Yes Alpha, I'm yours, only yours."