My parents always warned me about the drugs on the streets, but never did they say anything about ones with emerald eyes and a beating heart.

this is in no shape or form my work, I'm just simply putting it onto wattpad for you to read. all credit goes to; Hannah/ han-rawr disclaimer, this contains sexual scenes, and some swearing cover is by myself

"Harry stop!" I screamed "you're going to kill him!" I added. He turned towards me his eyes blazing and told me in a deep growling voice "he needs to understand. He. Can't. Have. You." Then he spoke two simple words that sent chills down my spine that I hated to hear "you're mine"