‘Guys, I have to go. Catch you later.’ I text and drop my phone. If I wait for them to respond, I may not leave my bed this morning. A smile forms on my lips and I lift my hands up in a stretch while closing my eyes. If there’s any part of lectures to look forward to today, it’s Killian’s and I w
- KILLIAN - I walk inside the hall. The moment I make my way to the front, I hear the chatter slowly die down. I drop my tab and laptop on the desk in front and sigh, my eyes soaking in every student in the hall till it lands on my Hazel. A comforting smile forms on my face. “Hello students.” I
- KILLIAN - Someone knocks on my door. I look up. I really hope it’s not one of the professors or school staff. Worst case scenario, it’s Lorelai. “Come in.” Someone pushes the door forward gently and a figure pops out from the side sheepishly. She finally lets her full body to my sight and I
- HAZEL - The urge to leave class isn’t there. I’m scared. I don’t know who took that picture and how much the person knows. The last thing I want is the whole dorm knowing my secret. I sniff. My head is sunk in my arms which are folded over my table. I’m the only one in the hall. I’ve been the
- KILLIAN - “Find everything you can and kill the story.” I say on the phone. Sat comfortably on the chair in front of my bed table while completely exhausted mentally, is me. My fingers not accompanying my phone to my ears pinch the start of my nose then creeps down to the bridge. On a usual d
- HAZEL - “I want to take you somewhere. Somewhere different. I call it my pleasure room.” Those words still echo in my ears, minutes after. Hanging over his body with one hand supporting my ass is me. He carried my weight with him up the stairs like I weigh nothing. That is nice but my wickedness
“Look up.” Killian says. His tone holds power. The ‘do not defy me’ kind. I crane my head up. “Yes sir.” I mutter. He makes his way in front of me. “Good girl.” Killian says, keeping his eyes fixed on my body. “Turn.” I turn. “Now take your jeans off.” I feel my cheeks redden. He wants to have a
THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SUBTLE BDSM AND MAY BE CONSIDERED TRIGGERING. IF BDSM IS NOT FOR YOU, YOU CAN SKIP IT AS IT WON’T AFFECT THE FLOW OF THE STORY. - KILLIAN - I hold a whip, circling her naked body with lust oozing out my mind. A groan stifles out my throat at the sight of her this way. I
- KILLIAN - I dip my hand beneath the outdoor pouring shower, then rinse my face with it, repeating the process. While water is blatantly pouring all over my skin, my feet and lower half of my legs more, I don’t want to get wet entirely. I can always rinse my feet but going inside due to getting my
- KILLIAN - “Could you be any more childish?” I ask the moment I walk towards her by the buffet display. She hasn’t spoken to me all day and I know her well enough to know when she’s avoiding me. Maybe I wouldn’t be so pressed about it if she wasn’t hanging around so frivolously with my brother.
- HAZEL - I let out an exhale, resting on the car window. These past few days have given me some time to think. Not about anything serious, just more about the right thing to do and my well being. “When will we get there?” I ask my driver, my eyes still on the road through the tinted window. Since
- ASAMI - It hit me like a wave the moment my mind and body became responsive to stimuli. My memories came crashing back to me all at once like a plague and what’s worse? I can actually feel an ache at the back of my head. I bite my lower lip to hold in the groan that nearly leave my lips at the a
She is nothing like a lady. Or not a decent one at best. I wonder if she treated all her victims the same way. I wonder if she dined to their demise. “You surely have good taste with wine.” She husks, her voice dragging out. The lady rests her elbows on the desk, clapping both her hands to a side
- KILLIAN - I let out a sigh, playing with my zippo in a dark room in the penthouse of a hotel. I’m expecting an important guest tonight, one I’ve wanted to meet for a very long, long time. The end of one side of my lips curl. I’m not smiling. Far from that, underneath this eerie smirk of mine is g
I let out an exhale, remembering every encounter him and I had since the night we met. He was flattering. Very gentle and the good kind of masculine. He also held me to him when he lied about us to Kate. . . . And even though it’s just two people I’ve been with all my life, I’ve not been in a rel
- HAZEL - By the time I woke up, he was gone. My bed was nicely laid despite being on it and my window was shut. I couldn’t perceive his cologne and there was not even a single trace of him ever being in my room. That sucked. I know he was here but it doesn’t seem so. I miss waking up to him in
Her room is girly. Way too girly. All stylised with feminine colours. This makes me chuckle under my breath. Sleeping in a room like this would give me nightmares but I’m pretty sure she gets cotton candy dreams. The irony is funny. “Your room is. . .” I clear my throat, looking for the right word.