There was an enormous table with a lot of wine and snacks. Muna, Audrey, and Sommer were present as they chatted amongst themselves.“Hello grandma” Hazel greeted Muna, who pulled her into a warm hug.“How are you doing, my dear?”“I am fine, grandma." Hazel broke the hug before she pointed at Tasha, “This is my friend, Tasha.”Muna pulled Tasha into a warm hug as well. “How are you?”Tasha smiled back at her before she muttered, “I am fine.”Sommer and Audrey both snorted at this scene as everyone turned to face them with frowns on their faces.“What’s the snort for?” Dora asked, and their gazes were on Tasha.“I understand why a low-class girl like Hazel is here, because she is temporarily married to Coyle,” Sommer started, and this caused Hazel to chuckle.She was temporarily married to Coyle. Was that how they chose to define her marriage?“But what I don't understand is what this other lady is doing here; isn't this supposed to be a gathering only for family?” Sommer added, and Ta
Hazel turned towards Muna and Dora. “I am sorry, but I have to leave; I have work tomorrow morning.”“It’s fine, dear; you can go. At the next girls' gathering, we will make sure only family is present,” Muna said, throwing a glare at Sommer.Hazel nodded and hurried out of the house and joined Tasha in the car; Tasha was fuming in anger and just felt like going it out on the bottle of water she was squeezing.“Calm down, Tasha; I understand she crossed the line.”“Thank God that you did, and this gives me more reason to divorce that jerk. He claimed to be so busy with work, but even had the time to fancy another lady when we were together." Tasha tried to take off her wedding ring, but it was stuck; she screamed angrily when Hazel walked down the car and pulled the driver's door open.“Get down, I will drive.” There was no way she was going to let Tasha drive in such a mood.Tasha walked down the car and let Hazel get in before she walked to the other side of the car and Hazel drove
“I feel sleepy, good night.” Hazel threw a fake smile at him and slightly took his hand off her waist and crouched to the other end of the bed and covered her body with the duvet.“So you will be able to sleep peacefully after giving me such a response?" Coyle couldn't help but ask; she raised her hand up and showed a thumbs up; this caused him to sneer before he stood up.“I will spend the entire day at the office,” he said, walking to the bathroom before he stopped.“I thought of clearing my schedule and accompanying you to Pearl’s fashion home, but a rebound guy needs to keep their dignity. So I will ask Pearl to come home, so be back from work early,” he snorted when Hazel sat up the bed and stared at him in disbelief.“I didn't call you a rebound,” she retorted, but he ignored her and walked to the bathroom.“What? I just said I am not sure if..."Hazel hit the bed angrily; she couldn't understand him at all.**The next morning, Hazel woke up and didn't find Coyle, so she knew he
“What are you doing here?” Tasha clenched her fist angrily when Ray walked towards her; he held her hand and pulled her towards him.“Excuse us, father,” Ray said to Mr. Wood before he dragged Tasha upstairs to her bedroom and closed the door when Tasha hurried to him and kept hitting his chest.“How dare you pull me that way? You jerk.” she was fuming with rage, and Ray could only let her hit him; he knew the hot-blooded lady he had married.Ray wrapped his hand around her waist and smiled at her. “Calm down, sugar.”Tasha pushed him away and pointed a finger at him. “Don't you dare touch me,”This caused Ray to chuckle. “You are my wife; I have every right to do with you as I please. You left your insatiable husband for days; don't you think you have to make up for that?”Tasha snorted, “You are a man; don't you know how to quench that insatiable desire?” Raymond frowned and took a step closer to him. “We need to talk seriously; you can’t just push all the faults to me and leave a
Coyle pushed his office door open as they both walked in. His gaze was on Hazel’s face, and she tried so hard not to stare at him.“I had no idea a rebound would get such privilege,” he chuckled, and this caused her to pout.“I didn't call you a rebound,” she retorted, and he walked to his desk and dialed a number, which soon got connected.“A cup of coffee, a glass of juice...” he was saying when he paused and looked at Hazel.“Would you want some snacks?” “I am starving,” Hazel muttered. She didn't have breakfast this morning because of him and also couldn't concentrate on her stomach needs because Coyle had occupied his mind.“So snacks won't do?” Coyle asked with a playful tone, and this made her realize he seemed to be in a very good mood today.“Why are you so...you know?” she couldn't help but ask when Coyle dropped the phone and leaned on his desk and extended his hand towards her.“I didn't get you; could you come closer?” He asked, and she shook her head in denial, knowing
Coyle parked the car in front of a five-star restaurant not too far from Anderson Group, and they both walked in. He reserved a private table where Hazel was quick to pick up the menu and order a lot of meals.“Is this how cute she gets when she feels comfortable with someone?” Coyle thought with a chuckle, The last time they had stepped out to have coffee... She was just so reserved, and her hands were wrapped together.But now she sat there with an impatient look, constantly checking the time and wondering why their order wasn't here.“Why didn't you have breakfast?” Coyle asked, and Hazel thought for a while. After she couldn't find him when she woke up, she totally forgot about breakfast and left for work, but she felt embarrassed to tell him that.“I wasn't hungry then,” she answered.“People don’t have breakfast because they are hungry; they do because it’s healthy,” he stated, and she shook her head in denial; she didn't think he was right. People only had breakfast because the
Coyle walked past Pearl and comfortably sat on the couch. “Just get her dress, thank you," was Coyle’s reply. Sometimes he wonders what his grandma and Pearl always talk about, which leads to them talking about silly stuff.It’s not been long since he got married to Hazel, and they were already fantasizing about great grandkids. Muna was over the moon for no reason.“Maybe she isn't yet pregnant because of you, you are so busy with work that you didn't even give your wife a honeymoon,” Pearl snorted before he held Hazel’s hand and took her to a walk-in closet.Minutes later, Hazel stepped out dressed in a blue mermaid gown, it was sleeveless and had little diamonds embedded on the upper part. She stared at Coyle anxiously, waiting for his reply.A frown formed on Coyle’s face, of course, she looked so beautiful in the dress. It would have been okay if she was wearing the dress for his view only; why will he let his woman expose her cleavage and shoulders?“I don't like,” he replied,
Coyle just couldn't take his eyes off Hazel; she looked so beautiful, and the shy look on her face made him amused."Come,” he ordered, but she shook her head in denial; she preferred standing at a distance."Hazel,” he called, and she slowly dragged her feet towards him. He held her hand and pulled her; this made her sit on his thigh with his hand around her waist.“So beautiful,” he muttered, and Hazel looked away while rubbing her palms together. Coyle approached her lips when she leaned backward.“Don’t bother, I won't cross your line,” he assured her before he kissed her neck, and she had to close her eyes and tighten her grip on his shirt. His lips moved to her shoulders as he kept showering her with kisses.“You are so pretty, baby,” he muttered and captured her lips with his, pulling her head closer so he could deepen the kiss while feeling her body against his.They were in a passionate moment and were suddenly interrupted by the knock at the door. Coyle frowned and choosed t
Ouch.Her world was spinning; Hazel slowly opened her eyes and felt like the room was spinning. She closed her eyes and tried rubbing it but discovered she couldn’t move her hands.Her hands were tied, and she sat on a bed in a not completely furnished bedroom. “Hey,” Hazel muttered and opened her eyes.Memories from earlier came flooding, and her heart raced when she realised she was kidnapped. “Hey…anyone?” Hazel’s tone increased as she called out.“Get me out of here,” she scolded and kept trying to free her hand, but it was hard, and her legs were tied as well.“Get me out!!” Hazel kept screaming, and her gaze moved to the door when she heard the clicking sound of keys.The door pushed open, and a bald, muscular man stepped in, and she panted, “Who…who are you?” Hazel asked, and he frowned and walked towards Hazel.“Just keep quiet,” he scolded and cut a good amount of scotch before placing it on her lips.“Hmm,” Hazel kept struggling but to no avail, and tears rolled down her che
Coyle walked in while holding a bouquet and a box of chocolate; he had hurried home to hand this to Hazel and check up on her before returning to the office.He walked upstairs to the bedroom but couldn’t find her, so he walked back downstairs and spotted Sharon. “Where is Hazel?” he asked.“She left some hours ago,” Sharon replied, and Coyle sighed; of course Hazel wouldn’t just sit at home.His hand moved to his pocket to retract his phone, but he couldn’t find it. “Fuck, I left it at the office,” he sighed heavily and walked to the home phone and dialled Hazel’s contact, but it went straight to voicemail.“Hazel, where are you? Can you come back early?” He registered his call in voicemail before he ended the call and sat on the couch when Sharon approached him with a cup of coffee.“Hmm,” he nodded and sipped with his gaze at the entrance, waiting for her to show up.After thirty minutes of waiting, he sighed heavily and picked up his car keys. He had a meeting in the next twenty m
Sia’s phone rang, and she checked the caller. “I have an emergency…take care.”Hazel stood there, lost. Ariel Pearl? Was that Selene’s name, or was Sia mistaken?Hazel dialled Damon’s contact, and it got connected. “Hey,”“Hmm, I just received Selene’s files, and they’re clean. She was born in Germany and…”“No. I think that information is fake.” Hazel chimed in, It was just a hunch, but it won’t hurt to check it out.“Ariel Pearl, why don’t you look into that instead?” Hazel said, and Damon agreed and said he was going to check into it.Hazel’s mind drifted to years ago, the night she helped Coyle out of the burning car.“There is a burning car!” The little Hazel had screamed out for help, but there was no one, not even a soul.Then she heard a boy cry inside the car; she scanned the place before slowly approaching the car… There was just a little fire on the car, so she ran towards the car and crouched to find a boy inside.“Hey…come out.” Hazel screamed, and Coyle’s gaze moved to h
“Please…please.” Mia scolded, and the door pushed open. The cops hurried in and pointed their guns before Jude ran towards Mia.“Hey,” he pulled the man who was on her and hit him hard. “Have you lost it?” Jude scolded and kept hitting the man till the police stopped him.“We will take it from here,” the cop said, and Mia jumped into Jude’s arm.She hugged him tightly, and her tears had wet his shoulders. He rubbed her back, but she was out of control.For a moment she thought those men were going to get their way with her… She had lost all hope and was powerless.“They…they want to…” she stuttered, and Jude placed a hand on her lip.“You are fine; don’t say anything,” he muttered and watched the police drag those men out.After an hour of trying to comfort her, she was finally calm and asleep on his thighs, and Jude sighed.“Mia…you should spend the night at my place,” Jude whispered, and she shook her head.“It’s okay; I will go to my parents place,” she replied with her eyes closed
Coyle parked the car before he helped Hazel down, and she kept assuring him that she was fine.They got to the bedroom and found Sven deeply asleep on their bed. “He is so cute when asleep,” Hazel muttered, and Coyle chuckled before he rubbed his hand through the kid’s hair.“Do you think it’s a boy or a girl?” Coyle asked more to himself, and Hazel burst out in laughter; she can’t believe he was already thinking about that.“So what surprise did you have for me?” Hazel asked, and he rubbed her cheeks.“I think it will have to wait, baby.”“But I am not sick,” she pouted; the deal was that if she was sick, then there wouldn’t be any surprise, but she wasn’t.“Hmm… I will bring your dinner,” he said, and Hazel frowned at him, she wasn’t crippled; why did he have to bring her dinner?**Hazel’s sleep got interrupted by her phone, which kept ringing. She sighed and picked it up to discover it was a call from Damon.Her gaze moved to Coyle, who was deep asleep with Sven between them; she
Hazel chuckled in disbelief; he was one to question her when he just walked in with Selene.“I met up with Damon; we talked about his dad,” Hazel explained, and Coyle nodded.“I know you care so much for my family, but I don’t feel comfortable when you meet up with Damon,” he explained, and Hazel nodded.“I understand. I won’t meet up with him again,” she said.“Good…so did the doctor check up on you?” He asked, and she had a nervous smile. She had totally forgotten about the doctor and went to meet up with Damon.“Let’s go.” Coyle held her hand, and she frowned.“Where?” “Hospital,” he frowned when she stopped moving, so he carried her in his arms as she kept flinging her leg.“I am fine, Coyle; just let me be.”“I am not sick,” she tried convincing him, but to no avail, as he pulled the car door open and made her sit before driving away.“I assure you that I am completely fine… Yesterday I just felt nauseous and vomited,” Hazel kept explaining, but Coyle turned a deaf ear to her an
Hazel returned to the mansion and was all lost in thought, she was wondering if Selene could have bad intentions towards the family.“This is so twisted,” Hazel sighed, and her thoughts got interrupted by the loud clattering sound of dishes in the kitchen, so she quickly headed there, and to her greatest surprise, Sven stood there surrounded by breakable plates.“Oh my…” Hazel hurried to the kid and lifted him up before rushing to the sitting room.“Are you okay? Tell me where it hurts.” Hazel was all paranoid as she kept scanning the kid’s body, but he simply pushed her hand away.“I am fine.” Sven frowned, and Hazel shook her head in denial.“What do you mean? What happened?” Hazel asked.“I just wanted to warm water for coffee; it’s not my fault that your slab is so high and the dishes fell off,” he snorted, and Hazel was confused; why would he ever want to do that?Her gaze shifted to his right leg where she noticed a scratch “I will be right back”She hurriedly got the first aid
Hazel returned to the sitting room with two cups of coffee and one cup of warm milk for Sven. she shoved the coffee towards Muna and one to Sam who smiled at her.“Thanks dear”Haze didn’t reply, she walked to Sven with the cup of milk “Here”“Why are you giving me milk?” Sven asked, and Hazel was confused; if not to drink, then what else?“You don’t like milk?” she questioned, and Sven shook his head in denial.“But I didn’t ask for milk”—that was the kid’s reason, and Sam walked towards them.“Do you want to receive a beating?” Sam questioned, and Sven quickly shook his head in denial before he took the cup of milk from Hazel and walked to Muna.“Do you have difficulties with the kid?” Sam asked, and Hazel sighed heavily and folded her arms below her bosom.“Please, I really don’t want to exchange words with you.”“And I am not here for that.” Sam assured Hazel “Yesterday you made me realise my mistakes and how unfair I have been to my nephew… I owe you a lot, Hazel."“You are a goo
Coyle parked the car in front of the mansion, and his gaze shifted to Hazel, who kept avoiding eye contact with him.“Hazel,” he called, and she turned her gaze to him, and he noticed her face was wet from tears, and he felt his heart squeeze seeing his wife in such a condition.“I shouldn’t have spoken to Muna that way.” Hazel muttered; it was just the heat of the moment, and now Muna must feel very bad and very angry at her.“She will be fine, come.” Coyle walked down the car, but Hazel didn’t.So he pulled her car door open and carried her in his arms, and she wrapped her hand around his neck; she felt more comfortable this way.“I am sorry, Coyle. I should understand you more than everyone, but I don’t,” she confessed, and he kissed his teeth.“You do, baby,” he assured her before they walked upstairs to the bedroom, and he placed her on the bed.She was looking so tired, so he tucked her in the bed and rubbed her cheeks. “Go to sleep,” he whispered, and Hazel shook her head in de