“Who did this to you?” His suddenly asked question could not be understood by her mind for a few seconds. She had not yet emerged from the things that happened a moment ago with her, which her mind could give by thinking. And the last reason was that she did not understand the meaning of his question. With no answer, because she did not understand the question, she looked impatiently and fearfully at him without opening her lips. They were sealed and her brows were knitted together, her heart beating on her naivety that Daud might not do anything bad after seeing her silent. Seeing her confused look at him, Christian raised one of his hands and whose fingers touched her neck very tenderly. The rosy purple mark printed on her neck did not escape his sight, while Hazel tried her best to hide them with makeup. “Hm?” a sudden softness mixed into the rough tone of his questioning. The tips of his fingers touched those marks with tenderness. Her skin was soft and the marks were very deli
Another month passed in her shameful life. This whole month gave her a soft chance to forget those memories, without dragging her in a hurry. The passage of time made her bad memories of that night fade like a passing color and she was thankful for that. Now even the dreams related to that terrible night had stopped coming to her. But that time was also very difficult for her. Even in her dreams, she could see their lustful eyes, and their sly movements and hear their intimidating roar. She begged them even in those nightmares, believing that the nightmare was true, but they only laughed at her helplessness, as it had happened in reality, and then she would wake up drenched in sweat gasping for air like a fish outside the sea. And then every morning she had to convince her running heart that she was all right. There was only one God with the help of whom she was able to get out of her trauma. She fought a lot. Mentally. She started the day by praising God and went to take a bath. T
“You just have to nod on whatever I say, okay?” She warned Hazel as they were heading downstairs. Hazel just nodded, not saying anything, and did not even realize that Irene was not even looking at her. She was before her, so could not see her nodding her head. Irene stopped abruptly which caused Hazel to stop as well. “What happened?” Hazel asked, her eyes looking at Irene innocently. “You didn’t answer me, girl?” Irene cocked her brow and there Hazel realized her mistake. She did not voice out, and of course, Irene would think that she did not answer her. “Ah.. yeah! I’ll nod.” Hearing the quick response, Irene grinned. “Great!” She chirped again and started going downstairs while Hazel followed her. On the way to Eliseva’s room, she stayed silent. When they came to the doors of her room, they found them closed. Hazel was confused because she knew Eliseva’s habit of keeping her doors open. She never liked to be locked up in her room. But Hazel did not say anything regarding th
Her heart started beating like a drum with deep fear between the walls of her chest. And it was beating so loudly that the same pain was felt in her chest and her breathing started slowing down while she was in dire need of breath during that time. That signature smirk was dangling on his plump lips as if mocking her and his hands were crossed over his chest as he leaned against the frame. His mere appearance was enough to accelerate her heartbeats and then make them crazy. In such a situation, the only thought that came to her mind was why the earth did not burst and swallow her. Her heart was asking her to be buried there. “Hi, Hazel.” He pushed himself from the frame and took a step towards her, making sure he locked the door behind him. Here her heartbeats paused for a second in suspense as he started taking his slow and intimidating steps toward her. “H-Hello, Sir. I-I should l-leave now.” She hurriedly made her way towards the door, praying inwardly that he would move aside
She did not expect it to be him. As soon as her fearful eyes saw his face, his lips formed a smirk that had nothing to do with goodness. It was an evil smirk and she was well aware of the intentions hidden behind his smirk and eyes. Her hands, which were resting on her knees as she was sitting on the ground, slid down to the floor as soon as she saw him making his way to her. Just as the hunter moves towards his prey with caution but with amusement, so were those feelings buried in his footsteps. As if her scared self was giving him pleasure. “So you knew about my arrival.” He guessed, looking down at her. She, like a small child, shrunk back in her place but his motive was to stare into her bloodshot eyes. And looking into those eyes, he could guess that the news of his arrival was the reason behind her shedding tears. He stopped right in front of her, standing there.Her shoulders were pointed up in alert and he could see her collarbones, which were peeking through the front dee
Looking at him and then at his legs, she nodded softly. And that surprised him a lot. A surprise that he kept hidden inside him, his blank face and dark eyes helped him. Even though he was surprised to find that she was ready to do it, the euphoria inside him did not let his confusion and surprise overpower him and question her about this. If she knew, he was going to enjoy her service. His legs spread apart for her to fit in between them. He wanted her to do everything after that, his excitement turning wild as soon as she obeyed him, sitting like an innocent siren between his legs. But could sirens be innocent? No way! He leaned back slightly, his palms resting on her bed’s sheet, dipping slightly as his weight pressured on it. He was making himself comfortable as he unbuttoned his suit which was single-buttoned, watching her give him a glance first and then his legs. Looking at that innocent beauty, sitting between his legs—ready to suck his cock, he felt the authority inside
“And you didn’t bother to greet me, why?” Moving slowly in surprise, her mind then went into a sea of fear. She just wanted to get out of there without letting him even realize it, but he saw her at that very moment, smirking immediately. All her hard work was in vain. And the reason for her secretly leaving there was that she was afraid of him. But what would she tell him for now? That she was afraid of him? If she gave such an answer, what else would he do to her next? “Tell me, Hazel, you know that I don’t like to repeat the same thing over and over, don’t you?” With that slightly quivering form, she looked up at him. Answering him was important. “I-I was scared of y-you,” she bowed her head as she answered him. She was hoping that he would not get angry with her. However, it was not her responsibility to take care of his temper, nor was her purpose to entertain him, she only wanted to save herself. “Not good to hear,” he said with amusement which she felt in his tone. “Look a
Her eyes were still filled with curiosity to know why Eliseva called her downstairs, but as soon as her green leaves in the mud pond-like eyes struck his blazing flamed ones, her curiosity turned into a moment’s rising fear. Her body was as cold as ice and felt like a chill. Such ice that was just melting down by his fire-like eyes. She was worried about this since this morning. She had only today, in which she had not seen his arrival even in her worst nightmare. But suddenly seeing him in front of her, her senses were blown away. Her fear was bound to happen, especially when she already knew the secret of his arrival.He had come here to take her. And on the other hand, when Christian’s eyes covered Hazel, it was as if her burning eyes found relief. The compulsion of not seeing her for two months had covered his nerves as if being washed down by the stream of her vision. Just looking at her gave him a strange kind of comfort. He had never imagined that he would have to face such d
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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