Settling the score
Hazel
There's nothing invigorating about a night's sleep disturbed by memories you don't want to have. I don't want to draw conclusions about what happened yesterday. Or rather, what didn't happen. I really want to end this anguish, this curiosity, and kiss this man right away. Jonathan isn't a bad man; he's English! He is kind but cold, but even in the way he treats his employees, you can see he has character. Maybe he's a bit traditional in some ways, but his sexual tastes are curious and unconventional. I think that's what stirs my libido. He's handsome and sexy; there's no denying that. There's no pretending that I don't want to throw myself into those muscular arms, caress his chest, and kiss his full lips while running my fingers through his disheveled wavy hair. Wow! The curiosity about how he is in bed excites me, but I'm sure he's not exactly my kind of man for a serious relationship. I myself established that
A hot nightJonHazel chooses a Turkish movie. "The Apocalypse of Love". Did she select it because his father was Turkish? Well, it doesn't matter. I sit on the sofa with a bucket of popcorn, already tired from all the tidying up I've never done in my own home. After all, I've always outsourced everything in the name of rest. My work isn't heavy, but it is mentally exhausting. I deal with a lot of people, and people are usually synonymous with problems. On top of everything else, money isn't an enabler, either. The more money you have, the more you become a slave to it. I guess, in a way, poor Omar gave me a well-deserved break at home. When Hazel appears in the living room, her hair is washed and dried, she's wearing shorts and a black T-shirt that makes her breasts pop out of her cleavage. I swear, sometimes I think about losing my plea bargain when this woman is around. I feel like jumping on top of he
Hard test Hazel I can't believe Jonathan didn't like the movie we were seeing to the point of not even seeing the end. I know it's not the kind of masculine movie he's into, but I think he was uncomfortable watching that kind of film with me. I couldn't find a comedy movie, but it was described as a light romance with comedy scenes. Some romance scenes must have bothered him. Somewhere in there, he has a heart. I can feel it. But I'm too tired to think about it now. I just want to go to sleep. He had already dismissed Nadia because neither of us wanted to have dinner after so much popcorn and ice cream. At least, I ate to my heart's content. Tomorrow, I'll definitely have to make up for the excess by working out. I quietly enter his room. The moonlight streams into the room, providing enough illumination for me to move around without bumping into anything. The air conditioning is cold, so I cover myself entirely with the coverlet. Thankfully, it's a large bed with enough space to sl
Rain of kisses Jon Hazel says she's twisted her knee or something, which I don't understand, and that she wants to go to her old room. That way she'll lie down better than with me in bed. Bullshit! I'm a BDSM dominant and so I understand the human mind well. All domination is psychological, so I know the human being well. As I look at her explaining herself, I imagine that she's felt something and is running away from me. But I don't have the mind to argue with her. After that altered list of construction workers, all I can think about is safety. I don't intend to talk to Aziz since I don't trust him very much. I'm going to make some contacts and hire a security company to escort Hazel and me and set up alarms around the house. Except that Hazel keeps talking. She offers to take my mother shopping, but if I know Olivia Wilson, she'll want me along for a while. I haven't seen my mother for a long time. Years, to be exact. I can only imagine how much she misses me. I thank Hazel for th
Butterflies in the StomachHazelIt's boring to stay at home and not being able to do anything I like. I can't even go for a walk; I've been walking inside the whole house for the past few days. When Nadia takes care of cleaning the inside of the house, I go to the pool because the heat is scorching. But everything is dull.It's already Saturday, and all I've been doing in the past few days to occupy my mind is making video calls to my mom and sister. I haven't told them yet that I'm living at Jonathan's house. When Hailey saw me in a different place during the video call, I said I was just spending the day at my boyfriend's house. They both wanted to see him. I had to pretend that he was taking a shower. But next time, they'll definitely want him to introduce himself.I couldn't go out to get my nails done, so I had to make do with the nail polish I have. I'm good with makeup, but nails...Furthermore, I don't kno
OliviaJonI go to my room and slam the door angrily.I'm soaked from the unusually heavy rain in Dubai. It seems that even Allah doesn't want this. Why Allah, Jonathan? You're not even a Muslim. I go straight to the shower to take a hot bath after the cold rain. I'm pissed, frustrated and horny. Fuck! She admits with her whole body that she wants me... Why can't she just accept that and let our choices take care of the rest? I understand that she must have had some rough patches in her life, just like me. It's very difficult for me to have anything more with any girl. Something other than BDSM? It's risky and insecure. There's nothing I value more than security, so I'd better shove these feelings deep down in my chest, inside my liver, and leave them there. Not in my heart, because that would be admitting that she affects me beyond my sexual senses. My liver is better able to process the ingestion of
DECLARED WARHazelI go through sleep multiple times, but I fail to fall asleep. It's already past two in the morning. The excitement of that first kiss, that moment of frenzy, still hasn't left my body. My long-lasting lack of affection and sex disturbs my sleep, and I need to release this energy. I didn't have the courage to succumb to Jonathan's charms, and now I feel unquiet, and I keep reliving that kiss every time I close my eyes. I touch my body slowly, under my clothes, while imagining his hands, as if he were there with me on the bed, exploring my body. In my mind, he is without his gloves because I want to feel all his skin, all the touch of his hands roaming over my body. I reach my clitoris, and it reignites the butterflies in my stomach, an unprecedented sensation his kiss provoked in me. The kiss in bed, the kiss in the rain! I imagine his wet tongue wandering over my body and my breasts, tasting me and kissing me. My excitement is so intense that I quickly reach orgasm.
lolla's interference Part 1 Jon Mom and I are left alone by the sordid roulade cook. And then she feels free to talk nonsense, as is typical of my mother. “ You have a strange relationship, Jonathan.” “ Strange how, my mother?" I look at her. "Will we be able to have a normal family dinner or will you spoil the delicious octopus I've made?" Hmmm, ironic. “ That's why you've never liked octopus, it's like a competition for this dinner.” Competition. I like that word. I'm a man. Men love to compete. About everything, even who cooks best! “ Mom, we're adapting. I started liking octopus because of Hazel, you know? “ I felt like throwing up just looking at that.” “ That's a new one, I just don't want you to lose who you really are, my son has always been a lion, I don't want him to start meowing like a kitten because of a skirt tail.” I stir the pot slowly, thinking. In fact, I can't lose my essence. Am I getting carried away? Kissing a pretty girl in the rain, how romantic... and
Lolla`s interference part 2JonAnyway, we retired to our rooms. Hazel, very spontaneous, kissed my mother goodnight on the cheek, which surprised her. Well, she is affectionate. My mother can't complain about that.Back in the bedroom, we argue about where to lie down. Hazel doesn't want to lie in bed with me after the night before. I don't care, it's in the contract, I gave my word. But there is a sofa in the bedroom. A hard, colonial-style sofa, but she insists on lying on it.“ I'm not going to discuss it. I'm going to make a video call. I don't think you'll mind.”Hazel comes out of the bathroom in her baby doll complaining.“ Jonathan, are you going to have a wank with me in the bedroom?!”I laugh out loud.“ If I wanted to, yes, I would, but domination isn't just about sex.”I call sub lolla on the call, sitting down with curiosity to see if Hazel wil