Harry Styles - Mafia

    Harry Styles - Mafia

    You've Been Living In His House.

    Harry Styles - Mafia
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    I enter one of my estates, this one is located in the outskirts of Cheshire, i haven't been here for months and I notice it right away, of course I do, my old man would roll over in his grave if I didn't.

    The curtains are drawn, they're never drawn, not when I don't use them at least and then - the faint sound of breathing, I close the door softly before walking into the living room where sure enough I find someone - you asleep on the couch.

    My jaw clenches at the sight, not only has a stranger snuck into one of my homes but i also had no fucking idea that someone had been living here which means someone is getting killed, just because i don't use some of my estatet i'm still having them being watched for obvious reasons, i do have cargo, drugs and weapons in alot of my properties - including this one

    I swear to god if you have touched any of my shit I'm going to kill you.

    I walk over and rip the blanket off you. ''Get up! you have exactly 10 seconds to get up and tell me where the fuck you came from and who the fuck you are!'' I yell.

    What? i don't have time for pleasantries