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INNOCENCE XL
He locked the door when they entered his room. He looked back and found Hazel standing in one place in the room. The room was completely covered as the curtains covered the glass walls completely, and that room did not look good like that at all, because the glass walls which were made for the beauty of the room were not being used. He was about to give a command to Hazel that his mobile rang. Its ringing voice echoed throughout the room. Not only did Christian, but Hazel also looked at the mobile vibrating on the table. “Wait,” he said and walked to grab the mobile. He answered the call by going to the large glass walls of his room and sliding the curtains ahead. Now the room looked amazing, bathed in beauty. She waited for him, as he said. She stood in her place, her eyes involuntarily landing upon the lying roses over the table. One or two of the roses in that white bouquet had fallen to the floor, and some of the petals were scattered around. A smile grazed over her swollen re
INNOCENCE XLI
The next morning when Christian came down to breakfast he did not find Hazel on the table. Although Hazel never used to sit and eat with him, except on the first day, last night gave him hope. He thought that even today she would sit and eat with him, but perhaps that was written in his fate only last evening. He did not mind and started eating his breakfast but the thoughts about her could not leave his mind. A morsel did not go down his throat that he hurriedly asked Rebecca about Hazel, “Did she eat?” “No, sir,” she answered, turning to face him.“Why?” He sounded irritated and Rebecca knew that. She did not try to care even a bit, because, for her, Christian deserved to be annoyed. “Period cramps, sir,” she answered monotonously, rolling her eyes after she turned around. She knew Christian hated when someone rolled their eyes at him. “Oh,” he let out a whisper of understanding. He sighed, looking down at his plate. A moment of quietness passed and suddenly, he got up from the
INNOCENCE XLII
Those hazel eyes with orange flecks, immersed in the pond of innocence, collided with his deep and dark eyes like a ditch, and the small spark of burning feeling in his heart turned into a big flame. By that explosive collision, as if a hundred feelings arose in him as if the burning loneliness in his chest was beginning to calm down, just as the dried ground of his heart was drenched by the rain of her appearance. How only the eyes forced the emotions to rise so much, after that it was beyond his understanding, or as if from another world, but it did not matter to him. All he had to do was to quench his thirst, to quell the raging restlessness inside him, to put an end to it completely. He wanted to complete the satisfaction of the last two days that he spent in the distance. The fire that could now be slowed down only by the feel of her soft body pressed hard against his rigid one, the thirst that could be quenched by drinking in her body, he did not want to waste time just stand
INNOCENCE XLIII
After calming his breath, Christian got up. Hazel sat down in her place looking at him, although her muscles wanted to rest. She did not know how much time had passed by them enjoying mind-blowing sex and earth-shattering orgasms. He wore his t-shirt and bottoms and bent to grab her clothes but she held his shoulder, stopping him right there. That slight, soft, and innocent touch forced every single particle of him to feel something. Something so cool, something so hot. Something that was beyond worry and aware of comfort. Something that could melt his frozen heart and leave a deep cool breath in his burning chest. He was surprised that he could feel a hundred feelings in one touch, he did not know why he used to wish for her like a wandering traveler. But he was definitely aware that if this innocent little touch of hers could make his heart feel so many emotions, then how many thousand times emotions that touch would make him feel while taking her senselessly and fucking her into
INNOCENCE XLIV
When she woke up in the morning, she first thought about the stained kitchen. She had decided to clean the kitchen before Rebecca arrived, while Christian had already told her about Rebecca’s late arrival and warned her not to wake up early in the morning. When she rolled her eyes to the other side, she looked at the clock in the room, which showed five o’clock in the morning. There was still time for her to sleep because Christian told her about waking up late meant not opening her eyes before nine o’clock. She sighed, feeling intense muscle pain. She was surprised that only an hour passed while sleeping soundly. She was aware that Christian had left her around three o’clock because as soon as they entered her room, she glanced at the clock and because of the darkness in her room, she could not see the time clearly.A minute passed and she did not get up from her bed. The cold outside, the heated comforter covering her body, and the pain in her muscles did not want to let her leave
INNOCENCE XLV
As soon as she came to his penthouse, she first made her steps towards Christian’s room. It was her abode. His room. Where she felt a sense of belonging— sour belongingness, but she always ignored that sourness. Her heels made an echoing sound that disturbed the serene atmosphere of the house. Rebecca came out of the kitchen, heard that sound, and noticed the lady going towards Christian’s room. She sighed, realizing there was no point in interrupting her. She was the mistress of this house, was she not? She went back into the kitchen, not even wishing to see her irritating face. Her eyes gleamed, brows rising in happiness and landing on the door of his room but knitted together as soon as they caught the opened door of the room next to his. She was confused, seeing it open. Who else could be in his house? Women like her always looked at everything with suspicion. As if it had become a habit, due to which she had learned another bad habit of putting her legs in every work. Unable
INNOCENCE XLVI
When Hazel came downstairs for breakfast the following morning, Christian found an unknown and strange kind of comfort when he saw her. She was in white clothes and her long hair was wet. A very flimsy white chikankari embroidery flaunted her dress. Her dupatta secured her chest and like always, she appeared there like an angel from above. Once his eyes stopped on her, they were not ready to move away. What magic did she do? He forgot he was looking at her for more than necessary. “Hazel, get me a cup of coffee,” Gabriella interrupted everyone through her sharp voice when she found how her fiance’s eyes were stuck on that girl. She did not like it! Her eyes glared at her when she ordered her, and those brutal intentions were visible in her narrowed eyes. The look she gave Hazel was terrible. Hazel did not say anything but just nodded. “Give me the cup.” She asked Rebecca, earning a restless look from her. It was clear even Rebecca was pissed off with Gabriella. “That’s not her wor
INNOCENCE XLVII
“Where’s she?” He looked at Rebecca, who straightened up once she was done serving him dinner. It was nine o’clock at night and not seeing her again at the dinner table, he tried to find out about her. Now that Gabriella was gone, why was she in the room? Now she could come out without having any fear of Gabriella. “In her room.” She shrugged her shoulders. “Yeah.” He nodded, already knowing the answer. Rebecca then moved to leave when he interrupted her, “Did she eat something?” His question made her turn around and she looked at him suspiciously. Why was he worried so much? “Yeah, she’s resting now.” She kept her poker face. He nodded again and held the spoon to grab a bite. Rebecca did not decide to leave after then. She just sat on a chair, which was three chairs away from Christian. She did not have any special work in the kitchen. And she thought that maybe Christian would like to ask another question, so she did not consider it necessary to leave. He did not even mind it. H
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INNOCENCE A/N
So finally, the book is completed. Thanks for reading it, supporting it, commenting, and encouraging me. The story isn't over yet, there will be a sequel to it. Follow me on GOODNOVEL, if you want to know the details further. You should know when I'd be publishing the sequel if you're into the story. The name of the sequel would be "TAINTED INNOCENCE". And if you enjoyed reading the book, kindly leave a comment in the main section and vote for the story. It helps a lot, you know! Also, I've published a new book "Nathaniel's Captive; Vicious Love". It's not available on Goodnovel app now, but it's available on Goodnovel's website page. Give it a chance, it's a Mafia Romance! Thank you:)
INNOCENCE LX
“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
INNOCENCE LIX
“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
INNOCENCE LVIII
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
INNOCENCE LVII
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
INNOCENCE LVI
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
INNOCENCE LV
“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.
INNOCENCE LIV
“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
INNOCENCE LIII
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
