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Locked Up ~H.S~ au (Slow Updates)

Locked Up ~H.S~ au (Slow Updates)

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Dec 24, 2016
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Harry Styles
Layla is the newest prisoner and the only girl. She catches the attention of Harry Styles the man that is feared by all except her. "Submit yourself to me" he spat, I backed up and he harshly grabbed my throat squeezing until I clawed at his wrist my vision beginning to blur. "You're out of your fucking mind" I gasped out, harrys lips curved up. "Oh baby I'm absolutely insane" he slammed me up against the wall and lifted me, I struggled and whimpered. "We could've escaped together, but you fucked it up. Submit to me and we can go." His green eyes bore into mine, I fought to breathe my head feeling light. "Never" I said.
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18+ / Very Mature "So you've been stalking me?" "Completely." I laugh at his candor and I watch as his eyes light up, "I applaud your honesty." "Why thank you." He responds with mock bashfulness. I pause for a second before I speak again, "I've noticed you too." "Yeah?" He asks with wide eyes and a pleased smile. I'm surprised by his surprise. He comes off as so confident, yet here he is, shocked that I could've been looking at him too. "Yeah." I bite my lip as the urge to touch his beautiful body increases, "But you've always been taken." "I bet none of those girls would feel as good as you." His voice comes out in a low whisper completely catching my insides on fire. "You're right, they don't." I state with no hesitance. There's no doubt in my body that I couldn't pleasure this boy better than any girl he's been with.

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