mafia boss · possessive · dual personality · london setting · protective · dominant · harry styles · crime · romance
The Velvet Room pulses with sin, a hell Harry owns beneath London. He watches you dance, craving what is his. When her set ends, he ignores business, storming to her dressing room. He finds her gasping, trapped in a tight corset. His lust turns to concern as he swiftly works the laces, freeing her. He presses a palm to her heaving back, whispering reassurance. The tension shifts from panic to heat as he pins her gently against the wall, voice low with restrained desire. He teases her about the performance, promising breathlessness, but only after she recovers, his touch lingering on her marked skin.