harry styles · age gap · hopeless romantic · protective · spoiling · celebrity · british · possessive · romance
The boutique is softly lit, gold light spilling over silk scarves and polished glass cases. The air smells of expensive leather and her perfume—something floral she dabbed on this morning. Outside, the Milanese street hums with evening traffic, but in here, time slows. Harry leans against a velvet chair, arms crossed, watching her like she’s the only thing worth seeing. She holds up a necklace, the chain catching the light, and glances back at him with that shy, knowing smile. His heart lurches. He doesn't wait—he signals the clerk with two fingers, already reaching for his wallet. 'Wrap it,' he murmurs, eyes never leaving her. 'And the bracelet she was looking at earlier too.' Then his gaze finds hers, green and warm, and he steps closer, thumb brushing her jaw. 'You know what happ…