The silent scream that left her lips along with her widened gaze told a lot of words. My action took her unaware. My grip on her neck tightens. Her attempt to break my hand free was all but a futile feeble attempt. I’m trying so hard to be calm so not to do something drastic but at the same time,
- HAZEL - My fingers are itchy. I’ve been scratching the back of my palm throughout this whole ride that it’s starting to twinge. I finally decide to stop before the scratch turns into little sores across my skin and now, I’m biting my fingernails instead. I am so freaking pissed. Every time my
My palm squeezes harder on my aching fist. I see my hand reddening due to the tight grip. I just wish something could take the pain I’m feeling away. Anything at all. “We’re here.” Ahmed’s voice jerks me out of my thoughts. Right. I wipe the tears across my face and sniff, trying to firming my a
- ASAMI - I am gasping for air. My fingers feast on the swells on my neck as I struggle to make my way down the corridor. My knees hurt. My whole body is trembling with the stings and ache caused by broken ceramic pieces dug into my skin. I’m bleeding. My lips part, releasing a sharp breath that
- HAZEL - I yawn. My hand leans over my shoulder and my fingers massage it as I move my other arm backwards in a circular motion, stretching my joint. I peer my eyes lower to rest on the time showing at the bottom of my laptop screen. It’s five pm. I begin to crack my neck, stretching my whole bo
“Please.” Killian objects before I could pull the handle to open the door. “Stay. Let’s go somewhere else. Someplace where I can express myself without holding back.” I raise a brow. “How sure am I you don’t plan to take me to your other girl?” I focus my gaze on him, stating the obvious. “So you
- ASAMI - My eyes slowly drift open and I soak in the images in my environment. From what I can see, I can tell that I am in a very expensive, private hospital and most definitely on a bed, since my head faces the ceiling, lying down flat. I try to move my hand but a wince accompanied with the cre
“Killian pushed me onto the table, right where the porcelain shards laid and strangled me.” I say. My hand crawls up my neck. It’s still swollen. I can’t tell if he wanted to kill me. His eyes said something different. All I saw was the cold truth of his hateful intentions towards me as he threatene
- KILLIAN - “Your girlfriend? What the fuck, Liam?!” I rage, dragging him inside my bedroom. The women are downstairs, spending time together to bond. “What else did you expect me to do? Let your woman peel the hair off your other one?!” Liam asks, sounding just as distressed as I was. His outw
I gulp, lowering my eyes to the ground. I can’t even call her name. “I-“ I can barely hear my own voice. “Kate I’m sor-“ “I see you two have already met.” A deep voice words from behind causing the two of us to avert our piercing gazes from each other. It’s Liam. Trust me, I am just as confused as
- HAZEL - My wound has been treated. I’ve taken my antibiotics and had a decent light meal so right now, I’m in the shower, brushing my teeth. I’ve already had my bath, I just want to have a fresher breath when I meet with my parents. I turn the sink tap on and cup my hand underneath to form a
- HAZEL - Killian tucks a duvet over the bed. I’m sat on it, well fed and stuffed to the core, about to lay down and sleep. On his bed. After spending my time on a hospital bed, although comfortable, his bed is my new favourite place. Something about having him near me when I sleep makes me feel p
- KILLIAN - I love my brother, I genuinely do but even I can tell he’s trying to get on my nerves on purpose. His drive is the fact that I care about someone else who’s not family as much as I do and he’s going to do what he does best and torment me. Sometimes, all I feel for him is love but when
Killian chuckles. “For someone whose body burns with need, you sure seem to exhibit self control.” I don’t have self control when it comes to you, but you already know that, I say in my mind. I would’ve spoken that out loud if my voice wasn’t buckled away in the depths of my throat. To be honest,
- HAZEL - I don’t know when I dozed off. All I remember was the two of us getting sweaty and all over each other in the car. I remember Killian being gentle yet rough with me at the same time. Our heavy breathing in contrast with one another as he entered me. As he tainted every inch of my bare
- HAZEL - I am awake alright. More awake than ever. I can’t help but shake the feeling of nervous anticipation at meeting his brother. This is someone Killian always talked about. His only family. The one he raised. What if Liam doesn’t like me? What if, that happens, and he somehow manages to
- KILLIAN - The plane landed. I turn my head to the side to look at the lady next to me. Laid on the sofa and asleep in my private jet is Hazel. Does she always sleep during long journeys in planes or was she just extremely tired or is this her way of responding to her wound? I can’t tell, it’s my