Sitting inside his car at some distance from those two girls, he was looking at one of them with a deep emotion that was hidden in his eyes. Shiddat. This was the first time he felt this. With depth. He did not know why such a deep emotion was ready to take shelter in his heart. His heart was hard, no emotion ever wanted to settle there. As if there was a wish, he wanted it to be fulfilled. Softness did not want to go away from his eyes. Hazel, was the first girl who forced him to feel like some thirst. Thirst! Yes, it was thirst. There was such a thirst that only her body could quench. The drops that wrapped around her body, slipping down from her skin, were reaching down, quenching their thirst from the touch of her skin. Weird? Can even the drops ever be thirsty? Maybe it could be. Otherwise, wrapped around her body, they would not have settled themselves in her. He licked his bottom lip, an urge of licking the drops off her skin was itching him. Then he did not even regret a
The sun rose high in the blue sky. The white clouds were scattered here and there like colors in the blue sky. The pleasant sun shone on the leaves of the trees under its light. The sweet voice of birds sweetened the morning, one of whom came and sat on the balcony of Hazel’s room. It chirped sweetly, and the slow melody reached the insides of the closed room, which opened the sleep of the man lying inside. With a small groan, he got up, holding the side of his head. His headache was ringing like a drum. That pain gave him trouble even opening his eyes, but he got up from his place suffering from pain. He breathed deeply, cursing under his breath when the muscles on his back twinged. “Fuck!” He looked around and eventually his eyes fell upon the girl sitting in front of him. Her eyes were closed. She was sleeping, sitting on the ground, not bothering to take a turn as if the position was comfortable for her. Her breathing was slow, and her body was leaning against the wall behind
“Eliseva, please, open the door! Please, do it!” Hazel yelled, banging on the door. She knew that shouting like such a lunatic was a waste because it had happened before. Eliseva was not going to listen to her. Hazel needed to spend time there according to the punishment. But that could not happen to her. She was very afraid of the dark. She used to suffocate in the dark, as she was suffering now. She was having trouble breathing. The dust around her had succeeded in suffocating her. Her condition worsened due to his frequent coughing and sneezing. Tears slid down her eyes. Her cheeks were completely wet. Her eyes had turned red, and the dust around was making everything difficult for her. It had been a long time since that room was cleaned.She sobbed and sat down. She leaned her back against the wall—near the door and tried to take a deep breath while hugging her legs to her chest, only to release another sneeze. She could not do it anymore. “It wasn’t my fault.” Apart from thi
Hazel could not wait for Eliseva’s next step. She had to leave the huge mansion as soon as possible. For Eliseva, she really won’t mind throwing her in front of hungry men. She did not need to prove what she said because Hazel had seen how ruthless the lady was. She does what she says. And when it comes to money, then nobody can stop her mind to turn into evil. She does what a devil does. For the money, she can cross every limit to get it. The amount of greed in her was more than the limit. Hazel was terrified all day. She knew that someday or the other, she would have to face another man. Just like yesterday, she could not be saved all the time like that. Her way of saving herself was not pleasant at all, yet, till now, she somehow managed to save her virginity, but she was not sure about tomorrow. Anything could happen with her anytime. She was scared. She was scared because she was a woman. She sometimes wished she were a man but she could not because this was just a stupid w
She reached so far but the station was still far away from her. Most importantly she was not sure if the path on which she was walking was right or wrong. She visited the station only once in her life when she was eight years old. She did not remember very well but she could recognize the turn once she saw it. She knew what she was doing. She kept running. Breathing heavily. But her steps did not stop. Her heart was beating so loudly and her muscles were aching, still, she paid no attention to it. She was just thinking about the contentment she was going to receive after reaching another city. She stopped for a moment and looked behind her. Only silence met her ears and the emptiness of the road met her eyes. She was grateful once again that there was truly nobody behind her. Perhaps those lazy bodyguards had no idea about anything. When she turned her head to the front, she saw two shining lights. She frowned but when the object reduced some distance, she recognized it was a c
“You bitch!” A man yelled from behind and turned her towards him to slap her hard across the face. She stumbled back and her butts touched the ground harshly. The slap was so harsh that it soon made her feel dizzy. It was as if he had put his whole life into that slap. She groaned in pain as tears blurred her vision. Her back was hurting like hell and the stinging pain was poking against her cheek so badly. Her cheek was throbbing due to pain. Not a second passed and she tasted blood on her tongue. That slap caused a small injury to her bottom lip. Before she could even register what was happening around her, one of those men pushed her to the ground and hovered over her. Fear reached her head and now her body was glistening in sweat. Her body started trembling so badly when she noticed that evil glint in his eyes. He stared down at her darkly, smirking at her while clutching her wrists tightly beside her head. “No, please, stop it,” she screamed, her throat ached badly. She could
Groaning in pain, she forced her eyes to shoot open. She did not know how much time she had wasted like this and the twinge in her head was not helping her thinking. It still was making her feel dizzy. It was heavy and she was finding difficulty even in frowning. Her head was aching as soon as the slightest pressure she applied on her mind. Sighing slowly, she shook her head softly and looked around herself. Three dark walls surrounded her and a few metal bars were standing in front of her. White light was threatening from the other side of those bars. The floor beneath her was also covered with dust. All this was enough to make her realize where she was. It was a jail. And she was surprised that she was kept behind bars, whereas criminals are kept behind bars. What crime did she commit that she was cast here? Although it was necessary to know the answer to that question, she got up without thinking anything and started trying to reach the bars, but the very next moment, she fell
“How did this happen, Haze?” asked Irene while her hand carefully applied ointment to her bruises. She was careful with them. When they entered, Hazel first took a bath and tried to wash their filthy touch on her body even though it was impossible. Memories should get rid of those moments, not the bruises on her skin given by those monsters. She wished she could wash the memories also. They were horrible. “Some men tried to rape me.” Her voice croaked a bit as she bit back her tears. Again she was feeling like crying. One thought was enough to make her cry. “God! How could they!” Irene muttered under her breath but it was audible to Hazel. She nodded as if Irene was watching her. She then took her wrists and it was so sudden that Hazel hissed in pain. Mercy could have been felt by anyone, did not know how those cruel people gave her such deep wounds, Irene thought inwardly, not liking seeing her friend in such a condition. “I’m sorry,” Irene apologized sincerely and Hazel just sh
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“Hi.” An excited chirp met her ears, grabbing her attention. She turned to look at the person, finding it a beautiful lady. Her face was attractive, her features sharp. Her appearance matched a bit with… Christian, but the eye color kept them apart. His eyes were a pair of burning volcanic flames, while the girl had a pair of hazel eyes — wood color mixed with leaf flecks. She was longer than her and seemed as high as Gabriella. Her body was curvy, hidden behind a pink chiffon saree. She was glad the hall had heaters around otherwise the man with her had put a huge jacket on her shoulders, ruining her fashion. Her plump lips were stretched into a beautiful smile, which made her smile as well.“Hi.” Giving her a hand which she accepted wholeheartedly to shake it.“I’m Abigail, Chris’ elder sister and you must be Hazel, right?” She guessed it, showing her pearly white teeth. Hazel nodded slowly and hesitantly, afraid that she was like Gabriella. “Gabriella told me. Actually catching
“Really?” Hazel looked at Rebecca, who looked surprised and confused as well. Her brows were knitted together and she was listening to the person who was speaking to her from the other side. “I can’t believe it. Anyway, I’ll be there.” She went silent again. Her eyes stopped upon Hazel and she nodded. “Hm, I understand. Bitches remain bitches after all. But it’s okay, Mr. Da’ud was kind enough to invite us on his own. We can expect respect from respected people, after all.” She giggled at the end and then disconnected the line. She put the mobile on the table and sat on a chair. She turned to Hazel and then started speaking though she never looked eager to know about her conversation. “Dear, Marcus and I are invited to a party. Must reach by 7 pm. I don’t think that Sir will also come home tonight, so maybe you…” She trailed off, giving Hazel a hint but just at that moment, the doorbell rang. “Lemme check it, you shouldn’t get up again and again.” Hazel got up, interrupting Rebecc
Eyes held a slight drop of worry when she peered down at him. His lips connected to hers and sucking them like he yearned them from the depth of his heart, dryness of his throat, and emptiness of his hunger. Her heart skipped a beat and then thudded loudly inside her chest. So loud that she could hear her heart beating in her ears and she was sure the soft sound must have reached his ears, too, as he sucked her bottom lip zealously, taking it between his teeth and then opening his eyes ever so slowly that the time seemed to freeze around her — around both of them. His intoxicating eyes, covered with those dark eyelashes, hypnotized her to the core — to the point where she knew she would give herself to him any time because the magic of his sweet presence had started to work tremendously, not ready to stop after that. Staring deep into her big beautiful eyes, he slightly leaned back and licked her bottom lip. His palm grazed her cheek lovingly and warmth spread throughout her chest
Sitting on his comfortable chair, while he was doing his work as diligently as ever, his mobile beeped with the notification bell. He ignored it as usual but after that, it started vibrating continuously, leaving him annoyed. The habit of constantly texting after being ignored by him was only used to be found in Gabriella. He leaned forward to reach the gadget and find a message from the person he expected. It was a picture of which the decoration of the chosen venue she wanted to show him, with a text message in which she asked him about the flowers that needed to be changed if he wanted them to be. The picture was already downloaded so he could see there were white lilies with which the place was decorated. White, the color that always suited a without-a-halo-wingless-angel he knew — Hazel. And the flower lilies were the flowers he used last night for the girl he admired from the bottom of his heart — Hazel. Once again everything seemed to make him think about her. And now when
Eyes opened and his face was the first thing she saw before starting the day. The proximity did not seem to trouble her this time because it felt like she expected it as soon as she would open her eyes. She did not feel scared when she saw him. Rather than not knowing why looking at him so closely, it seemed as if she was trying to understand some mystery — which was his face. Many questions were in her mind. Especially related to last night. She was also surprised to see the concern in his eyes for herself and also a small joy in the corner of her heart because, for the first time, someone made her feel valued; like someone had respected her emotions, her tears, her sorrow and everything that surrounded her like her own distinct atmosphere. She was surprised to find such a sudden change in him. He never looked so bothered for her. She did not even realize that while looking at him, her time was passing like running water. The peace on his face was totally different but it was suit
“Haze! Slow down!” The beautiful woman yelled from behind, eyes widening as she saw the little girl running away, spilling the chirpy gigglings around which lit up the environment. “Not a kid, I’m not, ma!” She answered, reaching the flower bed and crouching down. “Is that so?” She laughed, approaching the girl and sitting next to her, following her gaze as she found a butterfly sitting on a daisy. The girl seemed lost in admiring the green delicate creature. Her big hazel eyes gleamed and her chubby lips parted. She rested her small palms on her knees and her hand raised carefully, fingers itching to touch its flimsy wings. “No, Haze, you shouldn’t catch a butterfly!” She held her small hand, grabbing her attention. As soon as the little girl faced the young, seductively pretty lady, her braid dangled from the right side which scared the butterfly as she flew away, leaving the kid disappointed. “Hey! Don’t run!” She complained, getting up, and raising her hands toward the sky.
“Rebecca,” His soft, low voice in worry fell in her ears. Looking back, she looked at Christian with her sad eyes, but he was only looking at the way down in front of him from where Hazel had disappeared to her room side. There was a deep inner concern in his voice and restlessness hidden in the dreary sadness in his eyes. Perhaps he had realized that he should not have shouted at Hazel like that. Undoubtedly, she was not a little girl who would spoil her health by playing in the rain, but he had not seen a wiser girl than her till today. Surely she must have a reason, seeing her, her sadness could be felt by him but he was unable to detect it because of his anger. Had he not been angry, Hazel would not have run away like this. He wished he did not gotten angry, he slowly started to regret but it was late. There was no point in repenting now. The way she was scared in front of him because of his screaming, it was clear that he could not stop himself. He sighed, asking, “Did she tel
The next morning it was getting difficult for her to open her eyes. There was not even the slightest wish to open her eyes because she wanted to sleep like this for some more time. She just wanted to spend a little more time like this. Keeping her eyes closed and taking slow breaths, she wanted to hide forever in this warmth. It was pleasing, it felt good. This warmth seemed heavenly to her. Someone was holding her waist tightly as if he was afraid to let her go even a little away from him. She would be surprised if she would actually be in someone’s arms. It was all a sweet dream which was never going to be fulfilled like her other sweet dreams. Such dreams in which she wanted someone who would take her away from this world and its bad people, then live with her alone and love her a lot. A desirable amount of love she deserved. So now was really the time to break this dream of hers. Even though her eyes wanted to remain closed for a few more moments, she slowly opened them.Half