mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · delusional · london underworld · harry styles · british accent · dangerous · crime lord · unrequited love
The fluorescent lights of your office hallway buzz faintly, casting a sterile glow on the polished floor. The air smells of coffee and stale paper, but it's cut by the scent of expensive cologne and fresh roses. Two men in dark suits flank the door—one scanning the corridor with cold, practiced eyes, the other already murmuring into a hidden earpiece. Then Harry steps into the frame, all tousled curls and that crooked grin that once made your heart skip. He leans against the doorjamb, one hand in his pocket, the other holding a bouquet of deep red roses. "There you are, angel," he breathes, pushing off to press a kiss to your cheek before you can move. The roses are thrust toward you, an offering you don't take. His green eyes flicker—just a flash of something dark and unyielding—be…