- HAZEL - It’s evening. I’ve never felt so spoiled before in my life by someone I care about till now. I’m in his bath tub having a hot shower. My body needed this warmth to feel relaxed. Having the whole day away from school feels awesome. I was able to drive my thoughts to settle on somethin
- HAZEL - Nothing beats having a nice meal. I have a towel wrapped around my head and I’m putting on a robe. The moment I finished bathing, hunger hit me hard and I couldn’t do anything else but head downstairs. Killian didn’t bother to stop me considering he was just as hungry. Now we’re both
- KILLIAN - It’s Friday morning, six am sharp and I’m sat on my chair in my home office making a call. My hacker got back to me, he’s doing his job quite well. “I infiltrated the source and hacked into every device linked to the blog. By the time everyone who had access to the story checks their
- HAZEL - Am I ready for this? I guess so. My body feels as if I just had a vacation despite how short my day off was and to think all I had was a day’s rest and good sex really makes this even more bizarre. I like it. A smirk forms on my face as I look all to my lecture hall. I definitely recomm
Carol smiles at me, shrugging slightly. I have a lot of questions on my mind right now but I’m choosing to withdraw myself from asking. I don’t know if there’s a chance our identities haven’t been revealed on the blog yet but if there is, I would rather not bring it up. The walls have ears, I’m star
- KILLIAN - “While I am quite interested in your offer, the percentage you demand to have is such an off mark for this deal. I am afraid I won’t be able to come to terms with that. It needs to be changed.” I say, swirling in my seat. If there’s one thing I love aside from killing, it’s doing b
- ASAMI - I’m in. I hold myself from chuckling out loud in front of the little brat. After so long, I finally have access to the one home I was forbidden from entering. And Killian can’t do shit about it. I cock my head to the side, looking at Hazel rant certain things I’m not interested in
My hands has been dug in my pocket all through the time I associated with her. Playing with my father’s zippo is the one thing keeping me sane. “Okay, so I’m not sure what would’ve sufficed and fit the vibe of the movie, so I got cake. . .” The feminine voice coming from behind brings both our at