He's watching for you.
Waiting, hunting, preying on you.
But he'll never make the first move. Despite his career he always wants to be respectful. Growing up with a loving mother and sister will do that to you.
However, he knows he's a magnetic force of energy, that the space he occupies is not easily ignored. With his heavy fur coat, psychedelic see-through button down shirt that's open just enough to showcase his chest hair, and a pair of bell bottom jeans, he knows, he looks fucking incredible.
Head-to-toe Gucci is hard to come by, but when you're Harry Styles, things typically go your way.
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Harry Styles. Twenty-Five. Green eyes. One hundred and ninety-six pounds. Six foot even or one hundred and eighty-seven centimetres. Born to Anne Cox and Desmond Styles. Parents whereabouts unknown. No known surviving family. Styles is best with guns, poison and the concealment of his victims for none have been found.
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Astar works with MI6 as a secret undercover agent, taking on a new identity to try and infiltrate the Devil's Tribe. Will she be successful? Will she be able to go through all of the hardships? Will she follow the rules or fall apart somewhere along the way?
STARTED: FEBRUARY 2021
FINISHED: FEBRUARY 2022