Coyle’s finger traced her stomach, and her grip on his shoulder tightened with every one of his touches.“You are so pretty,” he whispered and pulled her closer to him; their bodies collided together before they engaged in a deep kiss.Coyle was quick to unhook her bra and placed soft kisses on her neck.“Hmm,” he muttered after taking a proper look at her, how perfectly she was created; one his hands chose to play with one of her peaches when he placed the other in his mouth, teasing every corner of her body like his life depended on it.“Mr. Anderson,” a knock came from the door, but Coyle didn't care; he flipped Hazel over the bed and stood between her thighs and bit his lip.“Sharon is at the door,” Hazel muttered, and Coyle also didn't pay attention to her words; right now he was like a desperate man who just couldn't hold back himself.His hands rubbed her thighs as she gripped tightly on the sheets.“Coyle” Ray’s loud voice could be heard from the door, and this caused him to f
Hazel walked towards Nady angrily. “What are you doing here?” she asked, and Nady rolled her eyes.“Our parents and your in-laws are downstairs. We will go to the cemetery together. So I decided to come upstairs and be the first to greet you," Nady explained, and Hazel rolled her eyes.“Get out of my bedroom,” she scolded, and Nady stood up, her gaze locked with Hazel’s.“You mean the bedroom that was originally mine? Don’t forget you are living my life.” Nady made sure to remind Hazel this every time they met, as she felt like her sister had a short memory.“So what? You are not Coyle Anderson’s bride, and that is a fact". Hazel mocked in disbelief. Didn't her sister get tired of such arguments?“You claimed to be Coyle’s wife, but yet you couldn't even convince him to give Max a job.”Hazel burst out in laughter. “I thought he got a job already,” Hazel muttered before she went into deep thought.“He has been texting me about the weather conditions and what type of clothes to wear b
Tasha parked her car before the cemetery and walked down with Hazel when they spotted Arthur and Damon.“Hello, uncle.” Hazel greeted and Arthur smiled at her when Damon extended his hand towards her.“How are you doing, dear sister-in-law?”Hazel stared at his hand for a while before she ignored it, and the awkward moment was interrupted when Muna’s car arrived and they walked down to the car.“Hazel, did Coyle tell you at what time he will be here?” Dora asked, and Hazel smiled awkwardly. He said he would show up, but he wasn't here yet.Did he get too busy at work and forget about his parents death anniversary?“He must be on his way.” Tasha chimed in and responded, and she noticed Nady roll her eyes, but Tasha had a mocking look. If not for attention, then why will Nady ever show up here? It’s not like she valued her sister that much.“Are we going in or not? Some of us need to hurry back to work after this," Damon snorted, and a car drove in; Hazel’s eyes lit up but were quickly
Coyle parked the car in front of the mansion, and some workers hurried to them with umbrellas as it was already pouring.In the sitting room, Sharon offered them two cups of coffee.“I have some work in the study,” Coyle said and hurried upstairs while Hazel sipped her coffee while in deep thought. Didn't he think of going to change his clothes first? Or maybe put on something warmer.She dropped the coffee and walked to her bedroom, took out a T-shirt and a pullover before she approached Coyle’s study and knocked.“You know you don't have to knock.” Coyle's voice came from inside. Hazel pushed the door and walked towards him; he just stood by the window checking out some documents.“Maybe you could change into this,” Hazel suggested, and Coyle’s gaze lingered on the clothes she held.“You could help me with it.” A teasing smile formed on his lip; he dropped the documents on the table and stood before Hazel, whose gaze was on the ground.“You are a grown-up, so how do I help you put o
Coyle carried Hazel and slowly dropped her on the bed with their gazes locked together.He trailed his finger on her thighs, and she gripped the sheets and closed her eyes as she felt his fingers move up her thighs.“I... I am hungry.” Hazel rushed down the bed to leave when he held her hand and pulled her back towards him.Coyle stood behind her and pulled off her zipper as her dress fell off her body; Hazel’s chest heaved as she felt his lips on her bare back.He gathered her hair and shoved it to the side while placing soft kisses on her neck.“I love you so much, baby,” Coyle whispered before he unhooked her bra and pulled it off her body; his hand cupped her breast and struck it when a soft moan escaped her lips.“Do you wish to tell me something?” Coyle whispered, and Hazel nodded; she bit her lower lip and felt her legs go all numb.“I... I know why you married me,” she spouted, and Coyle chuckled before he spun her to face him and kissed her. That wasn't what he wanted to hear
It was around 6 pm when Coyle returned from work and found Hazel on a video call with Tasha in the sitting room.They were busy discussing their new restaurant, and Hazel had no idea that Coyle was by the door watching her.“Let’s check it out tomorrow, then.”Then a frown formed on her face. “How many times will I tell you that I don't want him investing or helping me? We could always get other investors, but just not Coyle.” Hazel scolded Tasha, who kept insisting they go the easier way.“Why?” Coyle asked, and Hazel flinched; she never expected he would be back this early.“Umm, you are back.” She smiled at him and ended the call. Coyle strode and stood before her.“Why are you in the sitting room and not on the bed?” he asked, and she chuckled and sighed in relief; for a moment she thought he heard her conversation with Tasha.“I waited for long, but you didn’t show up.” Hazel answered, and he scanned the place before holding her hand and pulled her up.“Now I am back, so?”His li
The lady next to Hazel had a wide smile on her face; she was blonde with brown eyes.The lady was no other than Selene; she walked past Hazel and stood before Coyle.“Hello Coyle, our son missed you a lot. That’s why I showed up,” she explained at once, because she didn’t want him to get upset.Coyle shoved the little boy to the side and walked to Hazel, who looked all pale, like she had just seen a ghost.“You... you are injured; let’s go home,” he said, and Hazel couldn’t believe that was what he was bothered about.This child just called him daddy; won’t he explain what’s happening?Hazel raised her hand and pointed at the kid. “Is that your son?” she questioned, and he bowed his head and clinched her hands.“Baby, let’s talk at home, please.” Coyle muttered, and Selene walked towards them.She found out yesterday that Coyle was married and immediately took the next flight to the country, but she still had her doubts.Now she realised the lady she had just scolded was Coyle’s wife.
Mr. Jones was busy going through some business documents. He had become very serious these days ever since Coyle told him he was still going to invest in his company if he worked with a man abroad and made him come to the country.“Here.” Mrs. Jones filled his empty cup of coffee, and both their gazes moved to the door when they heard footsteps approach.It was Hazel.She stomped in and walked past them. “Hazel,” her mum called, but Hazel didn’t stop; she headed upstairs to her old bedroom and closed the door, and her parents exchanged confused looks.“Do you think she argued with her husband?” Mrs. Jones asked, and this got Mr. Jones worried: Did his daughter anger Coyle or what?“She is your daughter; go verify,” he said, and Mrs. Jones nodded before she hurried upstairs and knocked at the door.“Hazel,” she called, but there was no response.“What happened? Did you get into an argument with Coyle?” Mrs. Jones kept asking, but there was no response.While Hazel leant against the doo
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