Hired by Styles (Harry Styles)

Hired by Styles (Harry Styles)

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I heard feet shuffle behind me, I quickly turned around seeing nothing. I sighed irritably continuing to walk without my ditch of a friend. Where could she have gone? Probably shagging some dude at the back of the club like she always does. My thoughts were cut short when a pair of hands grabbed me by my waist turning me around. “I don’t take no as an answer.” He said again before picking me up and throwing me inside the car I supposedly was walking near to. Before I could say anything I was quickly forced to swallow something as the small oval shaped edible item slipped past my mouth making me drowsy in a few minutes. “You should’ve listened princess…” Was the last thing I heard before I fell asleep in a dark dark place.
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"I can tell you're going to be a challenge." He almost growled. "I like that." Harry smirked. He dipped his head, nudging mine to the side before I felt his lips press to the skin of my neck. The ends of his curly hair tickled my cheek. Harry reluctantly released one of my arms so he could hold the back of my head, preventing me from escaping. I instantly placed my free hand on his chest in protest, attempting to push him away as I felt him harshly suck. "Harry." I begged. I fisted the front of his t-shirt in between my fingers; the sharp pain intensified as his teeth grazed the skin. His breathy laugh fanned over the area as I desperately struggled against the male's hold before he continued to draw blood to the surface. The sensation was somewhat eased with the attention of his soft lips. But Harry wouldn't allow me that comfort for long, nipping hungrily at my skin with his teeth. I gasped when his tongue licked over the newly sensitive skin, planting a few kisses. He blew over the sloppy wet spot, igniting a chill through me entirely. Harry stepped back smirking as I yanked my arm from his large hand. My fingers drifted up to my neck, sucking in a sharp breath when I dabbed over the sore spot. I whimpered in fright as he drew closer. "You're mine now." He spoke in a hushed tone. THIS IS NOT MY WORK! ALL CREDIT GOES TO ORIGINAL WRITER: @H28

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