I lower my eyes to my phone, picking it up from my bed. The name blaring from the screen on the notification warms my heart. It’s Killian. He’s the only one I haven’t given the silent treatment to. ‘How is my little angel doing this fine morning?’ I smile at the message. ‘Not so good, not so bad,
- KILLIAN - You may wonder what my intentions were when I left Hazel alone for nearly two weeks. I had every reason not to but did so regardless. Liam needed me. Natalie needed me. We are one step closer to uncovering the mystery behind my parent’s death. Just knowing who killed them isn’t the on
I let out an exhale. Whichever it is, this will turn out to be heavily interesting. Satisfiably so. * I can smell it. My brows narrows as my nose catches on a pungent scent the moment I got out of my car. Since the moment the car door was open for me and I stepped out, the acrid smell of somet
- HAZEL - According to Asami, I can’t show him any wounds. Not the ones on my shoulder, but for my hand, any lady can have a kitchen accident. Which is quite ironic considering I haven’t entered a kitchen and I can’t cook. I roll my eyes, taking a deep breath. I might as well just lie that I sur
- KILLIAN - “Well don’t you look adorable?” Killian says, pulling me in for a hug. On a casual day, I’d push him away because we’re in public but for once, I actually need this hug. I’ve been craving it desperately for a while. It’s so nice to feel his skin pressed against mine. I clutch my arms
- KILLIAN - That is no sore derived from cooking. I don’t need to look at it to know. I’ve cooked all my life since I was a child and I’ve gotten a lot of wounds in my life time to know what bandages are best suited for certain injuries. I also pay much attention to detail, so I know Hazel is not
- HAZEL - Wearing this jacket really paid off. It managed to hide the bandaged sore on my shoulders from Killian. I can only assume Asami is watching me so I have to be careful despite Killian and I being somewhere in the outskirts of the city. I am tempted to submit to the urge begging me to
“Please be seated and make yourself comfortable, if you need anything, don’t hesitate to call me.” I drop my purse first on the seat before sitting. The waiter waits for me to get comfortable on my seat. It’s a cushion table for four. Certainly more comfortable too and with how high these seats a
- 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