Hazel chuckled before she sipped the wine, and she could still feel some grape remains on her lips. “So good,” Hazel commented, and Coyle stood up and approached her. He extended his hand to her, which she took with a confused look.“The problem is, I trust you a lot. And since you think the wine is so good, then I want to have a taste,” he muttered before his lips moved to her neck and he placed a soft, wet kiss.“Umm, I am starving.” Hazel spouted, trying to stop him from being naughty in a public place. It’s true there was no one else in the restaurant, but what if the servers were somewhere watching?He pouted and wrapped his hand around her waist. “Why do you treat your husband so badly?”“Why do you mistreat me as well?” She asked, and he raised a brow, wondering how he mistreated her.“Fine, food” Coyle returned to his seat and pressed the button next to him; the servers displayed a lot of meals on the table, and Hazel dug in at once.She had a stressful day and was famished; C
Coyle was deep in thought and didn’t pay attention to the shareholders, who kept placing their concern about how he went ahead to sign a contract without their opinion.“Mr. Anderson,” Jude called, since he noticed Coyle was not being attentive, Coyle sighed heavily, and his gaze moved to the door.This time around, Hazel didn’t come to his office and try to fix things; this time he knew it was his fault and he had to make it up.“Get me flowers and chocolates.” Coyle ordered Jude, and this made the shareholders confused and angry; did he take them for a joke?“We know you are the CEO, but our money is on the line,” one of the oldest shareholders, Mr. John, said angrily. He had called the other shareholders and organised a meeting because he was upset about Coyle treating them like nothing.“Did you lose any money?” Coyle asked, and there was no reply; he leant forward and asked.“You each have little shares in this company, and I do my best to make sure you get your money's worth whi
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 hall was filled with big business men who had all showed up for the launching of the new product who was told will change their lives forever.Coyle was busy discussing with some business men who kept trying to congratulate him for the product “I think you are congratulating the wrong person…Tradtech has a CEO you know” he said, he knew they were trying to garner favour from him so they could get the product installed in their companies and homes but he had no say in it.“But you are the…”“Yeah but i don’t handle Tradtech businesses anymore…” Coyle explained, of course he remains one of the biggest shareholder of Tradtech but he didn’t manage the business…he was focused on other lines of business and his wifeTalking of his wife, Hazel had just stepped into the hall with Muna and the others. A smile formed on his lips before he turned to those business men “Excuse me”They chuckled among themselves “He is a finished man, look at him running to his wife” they burst out in laughter
Mia sat in her office watching a Korean movie with a wide smile plastered on her face. She had chosen to be happy and come to terms with the fact that she will never get a fairytale romance life.A knock came from the door, and she frowned. “I am busy,” she yelled and continued with her movie, but the door pushed open, and her gaze shifted to the door.“You.” She quickly dropped her phone, and Jude scanned her office, his gaze landing on the many awards she displayed in her office, and couldn’t help but chuckle; it was so her.“Uhm…how can I help you?” Mia asked while rubbing her palms nervously, It’s been a month, and she hasn’t talked to him and chose to focus on healing because she knew there was no way he would ever consider her.“Here,” he shoved a folder to Mia, who picked it up and went through it, and her eyes lit up, but she chose to be composed.“Is this real?” she asked, and Jude nodded, and a smile formed on her lips.“Wait…why did you accept now?” She wondered, earlier wh
Damon was quickly sent to the emergency room with Dora, and Arthur kept pacing in front of the ward with Muna.“My grandson,” Muna was all pale from crying so much; she just wanted her grandson to be fine.“He will be fine,” Coyle said from behind, and they all turned to him before Muna hurried and hugged him tightly.“Coyle…Coyle.”“I am fine, Muna.” He kissed her forehead and smiled at Arthur, who nodded.“How is Hazel?” Muna asked, and Coyle nodded.“They are fine,” he replied with a wide smile. The doctors already did a checkup on her, and she was fine… All she needed was rest and a good meal.“They?” Arthur questioned.“Hmm…she is pregnant,” he blurted, and they all got sore eyes before the emergency ward pushed open.“How are they?” Arthur hurried to the doctor.“Your wife’s case is so critical, and I don’t think she will be able to live past five minutes,” the doctor explained, and Arthur gritted his teeth.“But your son is fine… He will be transferred to the general ward soon,
Dora chuckled and smacked her lips. “Coyle Anderson,” she called, and he walked closer and stood next to Damon.“Where is Hazel?”“If you go on your knee and beg me, then maybe…just maybe I could tell you where she is.” Dora burst out in laughter; she couldn’t believe they thought she was going to tell them where Hazel was.“I gave you what you asked for, so why didn’t you keep your side of the deal?” Coyle questioned, and Dora scoffed.“So what? I tell you where Hazel is and then get arrested by the cops?” She questioned, and Ray’s gaze moved to her phone, which was on the chair and kept ringing in silence.“Why? Why do this to me? My parents loved you.” Coyle questioned because he just couldn’t understand why Dora could do such.“I will check the other rooms.” Damon walked past Dora and picked up her phone before he dialled the number that just called her.“The ship is ready, but the lady keeps nagging. Is it okay if we give her sleeping pills?” A voice asked over the phone, and Dam
Coyle hurried to the kid who had cried his eyes out; there was a bomb wrapped around his waist, and he had no idea what to do.“Calm down….I am here,” he muttered and suddenly heard footsteps from the door. He quickly turned to find the cops and the expert.“Hurry up,” he prompted the expert, who stepped forward and got busy trying to deactivate the bomb.“Get him out of here…please,” Coyle said and turned to leave when Sven called.“Father…please, I am scared; don’t leave me here,” he cried out, and Coyle clenched his fist.He walked back, and the expert was taking a lot of time to deactivate the bomb. “It’s complicated, one minute,” he assured Coyle before he finally succeeded in deactivating it.“Sven…these men will take you home, and I will be right there, okay? I just have to find the criminals responsible for this,” he explained to the kid, who nodded.“Come with me.” Coyle pointed at the expert who followed him to his car, and he drove out before dialling Ray’s contact.“Did yo
Coyle had signalled the officers, and they were busy searching for Sven as well, and Sharon served everyone coffee, but they were all anxious waiting for Dora’s message.It had been more than an hour since she last called, and Coyle was already losing his mind. “She is doing this intentionally,” Coyle cursed before he clenched his fist.Damon’s phone rang, and he stared at them. “It’s her,” he said, and the call got connected before he placed it on speaker.“Your wife is such a nuisance, and I am tired of her… So I will tell you her location,” Dora said with a frustrated tone. She was tired.“And Sven…he is so noisy.”“Why do you have Sven? He is your grandson, so will you also hurt him?” Tasha asked in disbelief, was Dora that heartless?“I know how much Coyle loves his kid and wife, so I am going to hold onto them dearly,” she chuckled before Coyle’s phone signalled new messages.Dora had sent images to him; the first was one of Hazel tied to a chair with a bomb wrapped around her,
Coyle kept driving at full speed. After Dora had called her men, they were able to track Hazel’s location and immediately got into the car and drove out.“We are almost there.” Jude was behind his car with Ray, and they kept driving at full speed before arriving at the forest driveway leading to the mansion.“Coyle!!” Coyle’s gaze moved out of the window when he heard Hazel call; he saw a truck drive past them, and he could spot Hazel by the window.He quickly stopped the car. “Hazel…” he muttered and turned the wheels of his car, but countless nails were poured behind the truck, but he didn’t mind and drove past them as it ruined all his tyres.“Hazel,” he called and kept driving, but his car slowed down, and the truck was suddenly out of sight. He hurried down the car and pulled his hair in frustration when Jude and Ray ran to him.“They transferred her,” Ray said, and Coyle kicked his car angrily and kept pulling his hair…he was close…so close to her.“Fuck…fuck Dora,” he scolded a
Damon had stayed in his bedroom for a while now, lost in thought. He can’t believe his world was falling apart. All this while he blamed Coyle, meanwhile his mum was behind it.His phone rang, bringing him out of his trance, and he checked the caller…it was Coyle.He chuckled; this was the first time in ten years that Coyle ever rang his phone. “Hmm,” Damon said once the call got connected.“We are all set.”Damon walked out of his bedroom and downstairs before he scanned the sitting room but couldn’t find anyone. His gaze landed on Dora’s phone, which was on the table.His gaze moved to the kitchen, where he found Dora making coffee, so he hurried to her phone and unlocked it before he kept manipulating it.“Is it linked?” Damon asked Coyle who was still connected, but there was no reply, so he kept trying to link the phone.“It’s linked.” Coyle said, “We are going through the messages and her call logs…” Coyle added, and Damon dropped the phone and rubbed his palms nervously, hoping
Jude kept going through the company footage on his laptop. He had seen when some men hurried and hid in Hazel’s car before she got in. He kept replaying it to see if he could get their faces, but they all wore masks.Ray sat next to him with a frustrated tone. “Wait…zoom in,” he said, and Jude did just that before he stared at the watch one of the men had.“It’s customised, there must be a name….keep zooming” he said before he stood up and walked to Coyle who has been busy making phone calls, he just wanted everyone on the case.“If Dora has her, then believe me, she won’t hurt her… There is something she wants and probably plans to use her as collateral,” he explained, and Coyle chuckled.“Her husband is scared of her….so isn't that enough signal that she is a crazy person?” Coyle scolded before his gaze shifted to the door and he spotted Damon; he clenched his fist and walked to the door.“You have some balls showing up here” he scolded and Damon itched his nose.“I only came to hel