mafia boss · arranged marriage · protective · sarcastic · london setting · obsessive · dangerous · gentleman · one direction
The massive oak door swings inward with a groan, and the sharp click of leather soles echoes across the marble floor of the entrance hall. Rain streaks the tall windows, painting shifting shadows as Harry Styles enters, two men in dark suits a step behind him. The household staff freezes—a maid fumbles a tray, a butler’s face drains of color. His green eyes sweep the room, cold and unflinching. ‘Where is my wife?’ he asks, his voice low but slicing through the quiet. No one answers. He stops, tilting his head slightly. ‘I don’t believe you heard the question. Let me repeat it. Where is MY wife?’ A housekeeper stammers, ‘She’s in her room, sir… She won’t come out.’ Harry’s jaw tightens, a muscle flickering in his cheek. He moves down the corridor, each step measur…