Hysteria

Hysteria

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Jan 16, 2024
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Action and Thriller
Harry Styles lives immersed in the mafia world, he's ruthless and shows absolutely no remorse for his deeds of cruelty and destruction. Isolation has always been his preference, however, when he sees himself stuck with a woman as twisted as him, he quickly realises that she might be the catalyst for his own demise. Follow Harry as he navigates through his own cruel mind, unlocking the truth about his past and overcoming his desire for pain as he comes with terms with his disease.
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My heart was beating and adrenaline was running through my body at a thousand miles per second. My hand wrapped around the door knob, but then I was pulled back painfully by my arm. I was whipped around and was face to face with a pissed off Louis. "Where do you think you're going, love?" He asked, and I gulped at how dark his voice sounded. The sane part of me was absolutley terrified of it, and I didn't like it, but the part of me that thought Louis was incredible was so turned on by his dark side. "Answer the question." He said as he squeezed my wrist tighter, and I winced a bit, but I didn't answer the question. "Were you trying to leave? Were you trying to run away from me?" He asked, and I felt his nails digging into my skin. I gave a small yelp of pain and then he was dragging me harshly by my arm down the hall again. He passed the room that I was staying in before and opened another door that was three doors down. He pushed me inside, and I couldn't see a thing. The room was completely dark. I began to breath faster because I've never been a big fan of the dark. I hated it. I didn't like what I couldn't see. I jumped as I felt a hand on my waist and my breath caught as I felt a surge of electricity run through me. I felt him pull me closer to him until my back was against his chest. His lips rubbed against my ear and he slowly whispered out "You can't leave, Harry. You're never gonna get away. I'm not gonna let you."

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