The Strip

The Strip

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Fanfic
1Direction
Harry Styles
*Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content* Lenny I had an addiction. This addiction was so much worse than drugs or alcohol. An addiction to money. Money ruled my world, it consumed me in ways I couldn't describe. I never believed in those stories I would read in my books, or the ones I'd watch in all those movies. I always thought it was a load of bullshit. But in what world would I let love get in the way of my money? Especially when they could be the ones to jeopardise everything I have ever worked for? Now here's one better, let's forget about love, why the hell would I ever let Harry Styles fuck up anything for me? Simple answer. I wouldn't. Harry She once told me that The Strip was a game, one that she thrived to play. There was much more to her than meets the eyes and boy was I eager to find what made her so intriguing to me. Once I discovered who she really was, it only made me want more. There's a fine line between dangerous and murderous, and I was out for blood.
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