Forced | h.s.

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Violet Bennett lives under the weight of a name she barely understands. Surrounded by secrets and lies, she's trained to survive. But when the lines between real and fake blur, Violet begins to realize that nothing in her world is as it seems. Every truth is layered in deception, and protection always comes at a cost. Sometimes that cost is your voice. Sometimes it's your freedom. And sometimes it's your heart.

Always nearby is Harry Styles, mysterious, sharp, cold and a constant reminder that danger is closer than she thinks. Covered in tattoos and silence, he watches like he knows something she doesn't. And naybe he does.

There's something between them. She feels it in the silence, in the way his anger feels personal, in the quiet moments that say more than words ever could. But love, if that's what this is, has no place in a world built on secrets. And falling for someone like him might mean losing everything.

Because in this world, love isn't soft.

It's a weapon.

And Violet is already in the crossfire.

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"You shouldn't smoke."

The voice cut through me before I even processed it. I spun around instinctively, heart racing.

And there he was.

I blinked. "Holy shit. You scared me."

He didn't move. Didn't even flinch. "Didn't know I had to announce myself."

"How long have you been up here?"

He looked away, back out over the skyline. "A while."

"You're always hiding," I muttered.

"And you always follow."

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