Wild Things // Our Things ❤ [Harry Styles]

Wild Things // Our Things ❤ [Harry Styles]

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'What is the anger for?' His eyes glinted for my answer. His cherubic eyes just looking at me was enough to hold my breath but he was wrong. Especially when I don't know him, when I don't even know his name. In that dark club filled with sober humans, the way his hands touched me played the strings of my desires. But he is not my thing. Rich brats are not my thing. Like bitches to the riches, I couldn't resist him. But I've got limits and I couldn't cross them. Breaking my silence he continued. 'Though I can read your eyes but if the anger is for that kiss then the next time you must not sit in the prostitute section'. •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•
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"This," he gestured to Vincent's corpse, "is what happens when you betray me," he hissed. He grabbed my chin and pressed his thumb painfully into my cheek again before continuing, "don't ever betray me." Without hesitation I said, "I won't." I didn't know what made me so sure. Was it my love for him or my fear of him? But as his face broke out into a wide smile, his pearly white teeth a clean contrast to the blood all over him, I realised what the answer was. Daniel was sick. But I was sicker because I loved him more than ever. I could never fear him. He removed his hand from my face, no doubt smearing blood all over my brown skin as he patted my head like I was an obedient dog and he was my master. "Good girl." ***** Full synopsis inside. Highest Rank: #7 in adultromance

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