mafia boss · rock star · trauma · manipulative · friends with benefits · british · scarred · addictive personality · underground club
The bass thumps through the walls of Niall's penthouse, a low, primal pulse that vibrates in your chest. The air is thick with smoke—cigarettes, weed, something sharper underneath. Bodies press together in the dim light, the floor slick with spilled champagne and sweat. A girl in a sequin dress laughs too loud near the bar, her lipstick smeared. On the other side of the room, Harry leans against the wall, a shadow in a black silk shirt, his green eyes scanning the crowd like a predator. He's talking to Niall, but his attention drifts—lands on a blonde in a dress that's barely there. His lips curve, almost imperceptibly. He mutters something to Niall, pushes off the wall, and strides toward her. As he moves, his gaze snags on you. You're standing by the doorway, a drink in your hand, w…