Darkness (16+)

I can't handle the pain he puts me through, the weight of pain he forces on my heart.
But every time I take a step into his Darkness, I feel myself fall under.
I know he's bad for me, but I need him.
No matter how many times we tell each other to stay away, we both come crawling back.
I love Him.
I love the guy I hate.


24. Chapter 24-

*Victoria's P.O.V*

Early the next morning I climbed out of bed with Harry and took a quick shower, changing into a clean one of Harry's shirts.

"Morning princess" Harry's morning voice made me jumped as I walked back into his room. "I have work this morning, you are welcome to stay here, I'll only be an hour or two" He pushed his body up against the headboard.

I walked over to him, clambering onto the bed and straddling his body. "You were late last night" I crossed my arms, Harry had a smirk, he seemed to like the way I sat on him.

"Yeah sorry about that, me and Calvin had a little bit of trouble, all sorted now though" He stuck out his neck,to kiss me lightly.

"I guess you can make it up to me later?" I tilted my head, resting my hands on his broad shoulders.

"I'd love to" He set his hands at the bottom of my back,pulling me slightly into him. He nuzzled my neck,planting soft kisses against my skin. "I need to go to work" Harry groaned.

I giggled against the nibbling of his teeth on my neck. I climbed off of him, holding my hand out. "Go on then" I pulled him up, kissing him lightly on his soft lips.

Harry works as banker, yes, it's a very surprising job for Harry, but it pays bloody brilliant, and the money he gets is insane.

"I'll see you around lunch time?" I walked him to his car.

"Yeah, I'll feel you later" He winked, I blushed instantly, making Harry chuckle at his joke and then my reaction to it.


I let my legs lay across the sofa as I flicked through the boring channels that were related on the TV.

The knock of the door distracted me from the awful programmes that were listed on the guide. I walked down the hall, the door knocking again, "Alright, alright, I'm coming" I rolled my eyes, As I opened the door I was immediately pushed further back in to the hall.

"Wh-o, Wh-o are y-you?" I stuttered shakily as both of my arms were taken into grip of two men, wearing black coats, their grip on my under arm and wrists were tight.

Another man followed in behind them, walking in and looking around the place. "A friend of Harry's" He snapped a glove on his hand, "And I'm guessing your the girlfriend?" He eyed me up, a smirk cornering his ancient mouth, making me instantly insecure of my own privates.

"Get off me" I kicked and pulled, kicking a chair over, and the vase next to the door.

"I'm sure Harry wouldn't mind if we borrowed you, for like, forever?" The old man chuckled heavily.

"P-please" My lower lip quivered, the strength to continue fighting was low, my breath was panting heavily.

The man checked both ways before hurriedly taking me to the silver car, pushing me forcibly into the leather seats. My hands wee shaking and my palms sweated continuously.

The water that was gathering in my eyes stung my irises. "What do you want with me?" I bravely asked, one of the men at my side, the old man and the other man in black sat in the front.

"Your our bribe Victoria Simmons"

"H-how do you know my name?" I asked, confusion flooded through me.

"We have our insiders"

"A very good insider she is" The man beside me chuckled.

A shiver of disgust ran through my spine, sending the horrible chills through my body.

*Harry's P.O.V*

"Please Erika, I have no more customers booked for today, I wanna go home now" I clenched my fists at my sides, my boss was annoying the fuck out of me.

"Okay Harry, but this is just a first, and the last of this" She finally agreed.

I boomed a thank you to her as I left the building, heading straight to my car.

As I parked outside my house, I noticed the front door was unlocked, the hinges holding it slightly opened. A rush of panic flooded through me so it only took me a few seconds to exit the car. "Vicky?" I crept through the door, no reply. Just a knocked over chair and vase.



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