- HAZEL - I’m clearing everything up. Carol left not long ago and it’s my duty to ensure the living room looks as though nobody ever came in. Although I’m well aware that if I leave it as it is, a maid will take care of it but I’d rather not do that. The guilt of my action will eat me up if I made
My eyes widens for a split second. I blink. What was I even thinking when I asked for what I asked? The idea popped in my mind randomly and I blurted it out without giving it a thought. “I’m sorry.” “Don’t beat yourself about it, kitten.” Killian turns completely and takes a step forward. Now he’s
- HAZEL - All teens find it hard to let go of their mobile devices. Some even throw a tantrum and act like the world has ended when it’s taken from them. . . We’ve all been through this cycle, at least, till something terrifying happens that we are too shaken to hold our devices and want to disapp
So that’s what he meant. I pull him in for an abrupt hug. I wrap my arms around him, holding him tightly. “If you don’t want to, we don’t have to.” I whisper, running a hand down his back in a gentle pat. “I can’t fully grasp what bothers you nor how deep it is, but eventually, everything will be ok
- ASAMI - I step out of my car, tucking strands on my hair falling over my face behind one ear. I’m in Killian’s house. The brat accepted the bait and invited me over. I know it’s not her fault for being gullible but how ignorant can someone actually be to not notice anything shady about the one sh
- ASAMI - “You never really knew when to back off, did you?” Killian asks, leaning his back against a wall, facing forward. I’m standing at a far distance, watching him from the side. “And break the heart of your little princess? That won’t be very nice now, would it?” He flashes me a stare
- HAZEL - Do I know what I’m doing? No. Do I enjoy doing it? Yes. There’s just something thrilling about having Killian in bondage on his bed with me. Now I know what this feels like when he does it. It’s exciting. I position my knee between his legs as I climb the bed, keeping my body pressed
“You don’t need my permission, princess.” I take a sharp gasp. That word. . . Leaves me breathless. A smile creeps on the ends of my face as I slide my hands underneath the hem of his shirt and take it off, feeling his body with each raise. “I can feel your body all day.” I chuckle, flinging the s