I stayed still, frozen. How did he know?
Liam's expression shows he wasn't joking about killing me any second.
"How did you...?" I asked.
He responds quickly, "Louis was too busy to notice, sorry mate but no guy screams like that. And I see how awkward you are around us."
I shake my head, "please don't tell me you told anyone else?"
He shakes his head, "no, I haven't yet. But I will if you don't start explaining."
I sighed, "I ran away from home about 6 months ago. I needed money, and I knew a guy who could help me. He said the best ways I was going to get a job like this was only if I were a guy. If I was a girl there were high chances of men using me for sex.
"So I cut all my hair off, wore sweaters and traveled doing jobs for different people so I can get by. I haven't been caught, until now. So please don't tell anyone," I plead.
He stares at me, "why did you run away?"
An answer I was hoping to avoid, "I'm a fucking adult and my parents refused to let me leave the house. They wanted me to marry a rich young man to better my family's wealth. So I ran away, that wasn't a life I wanted."
He nods, "makes sense."
I sighed, I hope he isn't going to tell anyone else.
"Who's your father?" he asked.
"Julio Esteban," I say.
His eyes widen, "wow I can see why you ran away. We know him, very well."
"How?" I asked.
"Let's just say he doesn't own a company of international marketing," he says.
"he's doing mafia shit?" I asked.
Liam shakes his head, "in a way yes and no. Let's say that he doesn't only trade clothing and consumer goods," he shrugs.
I always had a feeling my father lied to us, and now I was proven right.
"So you'll keep my secret?" I asked.
Liam nods, "yeah, you're only here temporarily, I don't have a reason to ruin your life like that. I think your father handled that pretty well."
I smiled, "thank you Liam, you have no idea."
He nods, "just try your best to act better."
"I'm really am trying," I laughed lightly.
"Just don't let Harry know who you are, or who knows what will happen."
"I will," I said reassuringly.
He nods and walks out of the room.
***I fell asleep, and I was woken up by knocking, once more.
This time I was more surprised.
Harry.
"Um, hi, " I say.
He nods, "Marcus, am I correct?"
Does he know?
I answered his question with a small nod.
"I wanted to ask you personally what happened today?" he says.
I nodded, "do you want to come in?"
He shakes his head, "no just follow me."
I hope that doesn't mean I die.
I quickly put on my shoes and walked out with Harry. We walked in silent, did he want me to start?
We walked into this huge area that I haven't been to here, I looked up amazed.
"What is this place?" I asked.
He looks at me and smirks, "this mate... Is the King's Den, a place fit for a king. And everyone who isn't apart of it... Their hell."
I look around once more, "pretty cool."
He nods and laughs, "very cool."
We walked back into a hallway, to what I remember is his "office". I followed him inside, and I took a seat.
"So, are you going to tell me what happened?" he asked.
I nodded, and I told him everything from start to finish. Clearly leaving the part that Liam found out about me being girl, duh.
Harry stands up when I finish and says, "alright that's all I needed. I needed your side of these story, seems accurate to Liam's."
Phew.
"Okay," I say.
He nods, "you may leave. I will see you tomorrow at the morning six in the morning, sharp."
I nodded and I quickly got up and left.
I had a feeling this experience in The King's Den was going to change me.
***
Double update, told you I really don't have a life.
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Fanfiction[completed] Harry Styles, a man no stranger to the world of violence and leader of notorious mafia group the King's Den. He was someone who clutched power. Julia Esteban a short, independent girl who roams the streets trying to find her way in the w...