Sugar (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Sugar (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

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// Sarah is 21 years old, she works at her local school as a therapist and social worker, she lives in a small apartment near the southwest of London. She hears about a music video that is soon to start shooting at the school. After realizing she stayed in the building longer than she should've she decides to head out. Opening the door in a rush she feels another body slam against hers the strong smell of cologne and wine fills the air she looks up to be greeted by his green eyes and the dimples in his cheeks. "The devil has his favourites sweetheart, be careful," he says. immediately walking away and not turning around. Is this love or just another game the heart plays? //
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As he stepped through the threshold of the door, the light illuminated his golden skin. He must have been at least six feet tall. There was a frown plastered across his face. His brown hair fell effortlessly into sloppy yet perfect curls. His eyes were a piercing shade of green and bore into her like he could see through her clothes, or even through her skin. Eget looked him up and down. He wore trousers and a button up - all black. His button up shirt had the first two buttons undone displaying twin sparrow tattoos that decorated his already perfect skin. The only semblance of color, if you could call it that, that broke up the black outfit was a glimmering silver cross that dangled on a chain hanging between the birds. He fingered a gun attached to his belt, and his chelsea boots squeaked on the wooden floor of the room Eget waited in. "Hello, darling," the man said slowly in a deep raspy voice with a thick accent. "You've gotten us into quite a mess." _______________________________________________________________________________ A sacrifice for a friend. A debt to be paid. When Eget Cohen's life gets turned upside down, she never expected to fall for the man behind it. //TW: sexual content, illegal activities, lots of weird names//

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