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DISCONTINUED "If you ever think about touching my girls, or even speak or make eye contact with them. I will hang you up by your ankles and skin you alive, maybe even run my knife down your stomach as you scream for me to stop. Only then, you'd be dead. Maybe the punishment will be worse or maybe not. Depends on how I'm feeling that day. I am a man of my words. Don't underestimate me." //CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT//HARRY STYLES GANG LEADER FAN FICTION//
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[COMPLETED] "I see you've become brave" He chuckles, his eyes dark. "I didn't have a choice," I say without a hint of emotion in my voice. His eyes stay still at me when after a certain point I look away for a moment as the situation was getting too intense. Our silent breathing filled the room as he stood there holding me to the door, his fingers digging deep in my skin. Hard but not enough to hurt. "You have to tell me what goes on in your mind when it comes to me. Why do you keep hurting me?" I look him in the eyes, questioning. He leans in making me doubt what he intended to do as I turn my head looking to my left. His forehead softly touches my temple and rests against it. For some reason, it calmed me down. I stand there not moving a bone, too scared perhaps. Slowly, he takes a few strands of hair tucking it behind my ear. I hear him take a deep breath, and slowly exhale through his mouth parting his lips. His warm breath made my skin moist as he slowly he leans further down to my ear and he touches it softly with his lips sending shivers down my body. "Trust me, you don't wanna know what goes on in my mind when it comes to you." //Grace Evans is the childhood friend of Harry Styles, a member of the world-famous band 'Affinity'. But things go haywire as Grace enters the world of Harry, getting hurt and feeling perplexed by the changed vision. But what caused her to get involved in things she never thought she would and get into a world she absolutely despised? What made her do things against her morals? How does becoming a part of 'Affinity' turn her world upside down? More importantly, will they survive the storm together? Or will one of them have to surrender?// ♡HIGHEST RANKINGS♡ #1 IN NH #1 IN LT #8 IN ZAYN #8 IN CRIME FICTION All rights reserved to @Louisgurl1D STORY CONTENTS: •VIOLENCE •MATURE CONTENT •PHYSICAL ABUSE •SEX •VULGAR LANGUAGE •MENTAL HEALTH •SELF HARM •DRUGS

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