Mendacity

Mendacity

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************** "Cut the act, what are you doing" he says and i can see the veins coming from his neck I smile a little as my stomach turns "im having a night out" He huffs walking towards me backing me into the wall and i smirk a little to myself "Whats wrong? You seem pretty busy over there yourself?" I say grinning But on the inside i am screaming "I dont know what you are after love, but cut it out or i will not be so nice " he says looking at me I roll my eyes a little "yeah, or what?" he huffs "im warning you Angel, i will not be polite if those guys place a finger on you" I shrug "what if they did?" I challenge He swallows looking at me clenching his jaw a little "you are playing with fire. I would hate to see them go missing" i laugh "im sure i am, what ever will you do if another man touches me hm? Nothing. Im not yours" i say confidently and he looks like he is about ready to jump on me he leans in closer to me and i swallow sucking in a breath ********************** Cover-@Kai_tpwk tysm ❤️
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***completed*** NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Harry Styles. The strange one. The freak. The one who was too kind for his own good, trapped in a world where his job was to bring people pain. Sophia 'Spice' Winters. The dancer. The stripper. The one who who trapped in a world where her job was to provide men with nothing but pleasure. -- "What don't you understand?" Harry seethed, his hands gripping the roots of his hair. "I'm not the good guy here, Sophia. I'm bad, everything about me is fucking bad." Harry looked as if he was about to rip his hair out, his wild eyes shinning with madness. He looked unhinged, raw and angry. It should of frightened me. That look alone should of been enough to send me running. He didn't look like the shy man I first met. He looked...crazy. His fingers were coated in red, stained with the blood of another. He didn't seem to care though. "If I was you Sophia, I would run away. Run as far away as you possibly can, because I promise you...An evil part of me won't let you go, and I hate myself for that. I want you to run away, to a place that I can't ever find you. You'll be safe that way."

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