Fascism.

Fascism.

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Fascism: total control over individuals lives. Harry Styles: 25 and very very powerful. Everyone in Cheshire fears him. He's cruel. He makes the laws for everyone in Cheshire to follow and he's become one of the most hated and loved man to everyone in their city. Some say he's worse than Hitler. At least Hitler let them die after a while. Louis Tomlinson: 19 and possibly the most innocent person in Cheshire. He's only about 5'3 and is on the poor side of Cheshire which means he'll be sold thanks to mister Styles. He however had not known this until there was a knock at his door one summer afternoon revealing the one and only terrifying mister Harry Styles.
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A place of rules. A boy who knows none. And a man who'll break him. Harry Styles is wild, defiant, untamed - and that's exactly why he's here. Blackthorn Hall: an isolated disciplinary academy for young adults who've failed society. No respect for authority, no concept of obedience - here, they are re-formed. No internet. No phone. No resistance. And absolutely no control - except the kind that is imposed. Louis Tomlinson is the embodiment of dominance: cold, calculated, disciplined to the bone. His task? Break Harry - layer by layer. Not with violence. But with closeness. With rules. With desire. Because at Blackthorn Hall, obedience isn't taught - it's etched into your body. But Louis didn't expect that this sub... would burn beneath his skin. And Harry didn't expect that the one thing he fights the hardest - is exactly what makes him breathe. When looks bind tighter than rope, when words become chains, and punishment tastes like redemption - then it's not just correction. It's possession.

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