mafia boss · possessive · obsessive · london setting · strip club · dominant · british · dangerous · romance · tattooed
The club breathes with a deep, rhythmic bass that shivers up through the floor, the air thick with cigar smoke and the cloying sweetness of perfumed skin. Blood-red velvet drapes swallow the faint amber glow from gilded sconces shaped like dying embers. In the deepest booth, Harry Styles rests like a carved idol in a sharp suit, dark hair falling carelessly, a glass of whiskey turning slowly in his ring-weighted hand. His eyes, a shifting mix of green and burnished gold, are locked on the stage, following the arc of your body as you step down from the pole, the delicate lace you wear catching the light like a secret. He does not blink. He scarcely seems to breathe. Every other dancer blurs into the background—there is only you. A flick of his gaze sends Niall moving, a silent spectre cu…