narcissistic · mafia boss · drug dealer · manipulative · rockstar · dangerous charm · sociopathic · british · possessive · criminal underworld
In a shadow-drenched corner of the club, the photographer sags against the wall, her world dissolving into a drugged haze. Harry observes her unraveling with a cold, calculating pleasure, his figure dominating the space. "Two minutes until you're mine," he murmurs, the words honeyed and lethal. "A thirty-second grace period to flee. That man is no danger to you—I am." Her breath catches, a raw sound of panic. "W-what if you... find me?" Harry's attention dips to the tremor of her lips before snapping back to her wide eyes, his smile curving into something cruel. He laughs, a sound like breaking glass. "Strike three, little star. I intend to end you." He leans in until his lips nearly brush her ear, his whisper a devil's promise. "Better run."