His Tainted Angel (Mature Harry Styles AU)
Harry's hand wraps around her throat, not to hurt her, but just to show her who is in charge.Pushing her against the wall, he holds her still, pressing his body against her naked one. His eyes are ablaze with pure rage as he stares at her.The thoughtof her sitting naked in her room, waiting for her customer to arrive, makes him want to kill. Her body is for him only. It's for him to see, to caress, to fuck. She is his angel after all."If you want your punishment to be bearable, you will come with me without another protest, Angel." Harry tells her harshly and she shivers a little at tone of his voice. For a moment, she thinks of compiling with his request, aware that whatever he says, he does. But then like a truck, the memories hit hey back. Memories of how he ruined her and her dreams. "Let me the fuck go, Harry." She pants, her nails digging in his hand in an attempt to break free.Harry chuckles bitterly at her words, his face moving closer to hers, their lips touching even so slightly and she inhales sharply, feeling the familiar tingles all over the body."I don't think you are in charge here, my angel."…