Malicia [h.s]

Malicia [h.s]

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"What do you want from me." I sound weaker than I intend to. The low, dark green lights show me nothing but a silhouette. As my consciousness starts to drift off, I feel two fingers gently lifting my chin up. My eyes slowly open, my head still woozy from all the pain. I've seen vicious things tonight. Nothing I ever expected to see. "Oh sweet, you don't want to know what I want from you." His low, sultry voice breaks the deafening silence of the air. ~~~~~~~~~ Harry Styles, also known as the Devil is the lead singer of the biggest band on the planet. Madeline Potts, known to be sweet to anybody that she meets, is just an ordinary girl. But when things get out of hand, and information that shouldn't be known to anyone outside of the band and crew get out to the public, everything goes to shit. ~~~~~~~~~ This book is more of a romance than a gang/mafia themed book, but there are still very descriptive scenes of violence and drug use.
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