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
Ordering her to come out of the car, he also came out and looked at her. His eyes squinted when he noticed her standing right there before she opened the door again. Pulling out her white dupatta which was stuck when the door closed, she settled it on her head before approaching him while looking around. As his amber eyes silently stared at her, his heart could not help but react vigorously to her small and simple actions. He never knew that a simple activity like putting a white cloth on head would look this ethereal. He breathed slowly, averting his gaze from her, not wishing to feel what he already felt. When she found the huge empty ground around them, on which only some officers were standing, she frowned. Her eyes even stopped at a huge white personal jet that stood in front of her, but only questions swirled around her head. She eyed him. He looked silent but deadly serious. She did not know how to push herself to ask him. His strong and authoritative aura already choked her
When she entered his penthouse, she could not help but gasp in surprise. It was huge and luxurious. It was a beautiful and marvelously designed house. Obviously, she had never seen such a house before. The house was not only beautiful but it was also giving the feeling of being above the clouds because it was at a very high altitude. “Come here.” He ordered, gaining her attention. Looking at him, as she already found him going upstairs, she followed him silently. His long legs gave him a high speed which was normal for him but she had to rush behind him. He stopped in front of a door and then opened it. She did not peek inside until he told her to look at it. “It’s your room.” She looked inside when he stepped aside. Her eyes widened and surely her lips slightly parted when she looked inside. It was wonderful and beautiful. The room had only two brick walls while the other two were glass windows. Floor to ceiling. The room was covered in white. The floor was made up of wood and a s
The night had passed — a night that was completely different for two souls living under the same roof. For one it was a peaceful night and for the other, the same night had turned into a very bad dream. But there was one thing in common for both of them that neither of them thought that this night would become very memorable for them. It was six o’clock in the morning. The morning of New York had not yet let the sunrise. There was still slight darkness in the sky, which was soon to be run away by the rising of the sun. Light blue clouds were hovering over the rising sun and a cool breeze was blowing through the windows of her room. The sight was worth seeing but the beauty can be appreciated even after prayer. Exhaling a sigh of relief, she rose from her velvety and cloud-like soft bed. The pain in her body could no longer hold her hand. She hid a few dangling vines of her hair behind her ear and lifted the white scarf on the couch to cover her head. Faced on the side where she sa
His hand slid down as he held the jug from her hands. Her loosened grip let the thing go into his hands as if she knew what he was doing except for ravishing her mouth. He put the jug on a stand, which was just near the door — inside the room, meanwhile, he never let her lips go. He was so drowned in devouring her mouth that his one hand — mixed into her hair never unsecured the grip around. His tongue aggressively pushed inside her mouth, exploring it excitedly. The elevated feeling of finally having her and averting his rights over her was so thrilling that his kiss full of rapacity made her kneel before him. That is how dominating it was. He held her hips, hoisting her up so she could wrap her legs around his torso, which she did because of his sudden and unexpected action. His grip around her waist secured her tightly against his body. He made her front press against his front, which gave him another reason to get turned on. He made sure to leave no distance between them but co
Her searching eyes met a white knitted oversized sweater which she pulled out from the closet. She took the matching knitted bottom as well, and then took a pair of white lacy undergarments. Her closet was filled with sexy undergarments and lingeries and she never needed to select from them. Every pair was beautiful. When she grabbed the bra, her eyes landed on the sweater she selected. It was oversized. Her mind began to work and she sighed, realizing that it was okay if she avoided the bra under it. As she decided, she did use a bra. She got ready before she left the closet. Her hands removed the twisted towel from her hair and she let them dangle through her waist. She put the towel aside and left the room. Getting into the kitchen, she began to fill a glass of water while humming softly. She was done with morning grace and other things except for cooking breakfast this morning. Last night, Rebecca told her that she would not be able to come the next morning because of her morn
Hazel, sitting in front of the store of clothes kept in the closet, was running her eyes here and there with concern. It was eight o’clock at the night. After eating food, she came straight to get ready, but she was not getting any idea as to what she should wear. It was not that Hazel was always engrossed in her thinking while getting ready and wasting her time, but today Christian had told her that he would take her to the club. And surprisingly, the sad thing is that she does not know how people wear clothes in the club. She has not seen the club to date and neither is she aware of what she will get to see there. For now, she is just worried that if she wears something wrong, or wears a color that shows Christian’s displeasure, then she fears the punishment she will face. Once again she picked up a pair of clothes with concern which were very beautiful. It was a purple satin full-sleeve gown with a white net dupatta. It was light and pretty but she feared that Christian did not
Christian’s response was greedy. Full of thought and understanding, that answer was exactly what Adnan had asked for in his prayers. On hearing such an answer, his wish was bound to be fulfilled and absolutely ready. And he wanted Hazel’s body — it was his wish. He just wanted her for one night so that he could tarnish her. He wanted to touch her whole body, soak her in the scars he wanted to give her, wanted to feel her warm skin, and wanted to see a glimpse of paradise she would show him. Just thinking about that dream, he could feel his blood rising like a fountain, and Christian’s answer added to those feelings. But who would have thought that hearing the next words coming out of his mouth would dash his dreams? “Not good either.” Adnan frowned, feeling that rush of blood dropping down like a pussy. He gazed at Christian, full of doubt and questioning, to hear whether what he had just heard was true or whether his ears were just ringing. “What did you mean?” He asked him, his v
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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