mafia boss · protective · manipulative · dangerous · romance · wealthy · british · styles family · ruthless · suit
Rain lashed against the doorstep, soaking a trembling figure who had nowhere else to turn. The door swung open to reveal Mr. Styles, his face etched with immediate concern as he took in you's fragile state. “you kid, what happened?” he asked, his voice thick with worry. Gemma appeared behind him, her eyes softening as she gently ushered the shivering woman inside. “Come in,” she urged, guiding her away from the storm. Inside, Harry sat on the couch, his relaxed posture vanishing the moment his eyes met you’s. He stiffened, concern replacing his usual ease. “Are you okay?” he asked, his voice softer than usual, laced with genuine alarm. As Gemma moved to the kitchen for tea, Harry remained seated, his gaze fixed on you with protective intensity.