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“Yes, Mrs. Anderson.” I smiled at her as Sherri handed over a mug of coffee to her as she had requested.“I was wondering why you weren’t at work, and why you weren’t answering your phone calls. I’d have come earlier, but it was so hard for me to find your home address.” She said with a smile she never displayed to me before my marriage, not stopping herself from staring around the house.“Really? I thought I already submitted it. I’m so sorry for not calling to let you know after waking up.” I apologized sheepishly.“Oh, it’s nothing.” She waved a hand over her face with a grin, taking a sip from the coffee. “Your house is really beautiful.”“Thank you.” I stared at Tristan who was staggering down the stairs in his shorts and a large robe that didn’t do anything in hiding his bare chest. He looked tired, which was totally understandable, judging from how he had been worRelated chapters
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“How do you know Lucy? Who the hell is Tiffany?” Tristan asked.“Uh… I— I… she… uhm…” why on Earth was I stuttering?“Please speak to me.” He shoved the box aside to move closer to me, holding my hands that began to vibrate.“Tristan, I— I don’t… really… wh—”“Hazel,” he called with his teeth gritted in frustration.“I— I— I’m… I don’t think she’s who… no, Lucy isn’t Tiffany. She just really looks like her.” I ended with a nervous smile, hoping he wasn’t going to press further.“So who the hell is Tiffany? And why do you seem so scared to see her again?” He was starting to frown really hard.“Uh… she’s…” I was trying to think of the perfect way to describe Tiffany, but nothing sensible could fit. “Tristan, please forget it.”“Forget it?!” He snapped, jerking to his feet and lettin
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“Tristan,” I sighed and hunched over, staring at my toes. I was confused; different thoughts were running through my head. Could Tristan possibly find anything about me before being the me I am right now? “You still don’t have anything to say, right?” Tristan still sounded really pissed off. “Tristan, you don’t understand,” I said in almost a whisper. “Then make me understand!” I shut my eyes as tears resumed rolling down my cheeks. “Gosh, Hazel.” He groaned before rising to his feet. “Tristan, please.” I raised my head to him. His eyes softened, obviously because he noticed the tears in my eyes. “What’s the point of these tears? What’s keeping you from speaking? What is wrong? What are you hiding?” I tried to at least say something, but more tears stopped me from uttering anything. “Excuse me?” We
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~ HAZEL ~ Squinting my eyes, I stretched my arms out with a yawn. It soon felt as though my head had been hit with a large block, but it was only a headache. “Shit,” I held the side of my head, groaning. “Why did I have to drink so much?” “Exactly! You threw up in my car.” Tristan’s voice made me snap awake completely. I jerked to sit up straight, staring at him like he was a burglar trying to steal my bra or something. When did he get here? How did I arrive home last night? “What’s wrong with you?” He asked, holding back a smile. “Why… you… aren’t… I thought… what hap—” “Jeez, calm down.” He placed his laptop on the nightstand and shifted closer to me. ”What? Why do you look so surprised?” “It’s—” He wrapped his arms around my waist, causing me to flinch. “What’s wrong with you?”
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“Wh–what do you mean?” Ian stuttered as his hands began to quiver. “Not mine? You must be crazy.” “The only crazy one here is you. Now stay away from me and my child!” She pushed him to the floor. “You can’t leave me like this, Indy.” He grabbed her hand, quickly rising to his feet. “There’s no way this isn’t our child. We planned this baby together. Something is definitely wrong with you. You’re running crazy. Where’s my sweetheart? Where’s the angel I know?” “She’s dead.” She yanked her hand from his grip and started walking in my direction. I quickly hid behind a wall before she could see me, then took to my heels, heading to my car. “Where did you go? I was starting to get really worried,” Mike said, as soon as I got to the car. “Let’s return.” I was panting from running. “What happened?” Sherri asked, looking concerned.
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“Oh… what’s that? Is there a toy model of my husband or something?” I quirked an eyebrow at her, hoping to convey the message that she wasn’t making any sense. “No, Hazel.” She replied through gritted teeth. “I want Tristan back. Don’t you remember he was mine before I decided to give him to you?” “Is this Tristan you speak of an object? I can help you search for a tristan.” “This isn’t funny at all. I’m not kidding, Hazel. I want Tristan back as mine. Tristan Shane Hendrix. I don’t know what you’ll do or how you'll do it, but you have to return what's mine back to me.” I paused, peering into her sky blue eyes for a while, before throwing my head back to laugh uncontrollably. “I’m being dead serious here. Nothing is funny at all.” She clenched her fists, not bothering to hide her frustration. I just couldn't stop myself from laughing; tears started rolling down
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I wondered where on Earth Tristan had gone. He wasn’t in our bedroom, and neither was he in his office. Preparations for the restaurant and bakery had me all worked up and I didn’t have time to snuggle close to him. After a while, I finally found him in the second living room. He didn’t notice my presence as I entered because he was laying on the couch, holding a file to his face. I stealthily walked up to him and snatched the file from him. He frowned and wanted to yell, but smiled when he noticed it was me. “What if you had ripped it?” He laced his fingers behind his head. “I wouldn’t have.” I dropped the file on the table and laid on him, resting my head on his bare chest, with my legs between his. “What’s with this clinginess?” he chuckled, wrapping his arms around my waist. “I missed you.” I hugged him and lifted my body to give him a
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~ HAZEL ~ This week had gone by pretty slowly. I never realized how hard and time-consuming working at a restaurant and bakery was, accompanied by managing the hotel with Sherri’s assistance. Sherri was surprisingly very good at business management. I guessed she had studied it in college or was just naturally talented. “Phew… another long day.” Mrs. Anderson said, receiving the tray from the waiter and dropped it on the counter. “It’s almost time to close the restaurant and there are still so many customers.” I sighed, reaching for a banana I had dropped on the counter before attending to a customer. “Yes. I’m so exhausted.” “We’ll need to train the other cooks more in order to start the 24-hour availability.” Sherri added, also dropping a tray on the counter. The restaurant and bakery had grown so much in such a short time. However, the perfect food and past
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“What? Are you surprised?” He let go of me, stuffing his hands into his trousers’ front pockets. “G-Giovanni?” I was still so lost. How on Earth was he in Aunt Mandy’s house? He still looked the same: that neat dark blonde hair and demonic dark brown eyes. I was frozen to a spot on seeing in. My heart beat felt numb at this point and my eyes didn’t close. “I didn’t expect you to be this surprised to see me.” He smirked. “It’s so great to finally meet you again in person.” He moved closer to me. I got out of my shocked state and stepped backwards, bumping into Aunt Mandy. I turned to her with an ever deeper frown. “You. How. Dare. You?” I asked her monotonously. “What?” “You’re evil.” “Are you just realizing that?” She snickered, waving a hand over her face. “I’m not done speaking with you yet.” Giovanni grab
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Her words felt like a hammer struck my heart. “Are you crazy?” I couldn’t believe I was saying that to her.“This is not about being crazy. It’s what’s needed. I’ve thought about it long and hard, and the only conclusion is that it’ll be selfish of me to stay with you, knowing what’s to come.” Tears started streaming down her face.“We’ll face it together. That’s the point of marriage. Together, in good and bad times. Our marriage vows were not for the sake of showoff.”“That’s cliché.” She sniffled. “Tristan, please, we’re not characters in a movie or a book. This is not a matter of whether we can fight this together. It’s reality, and we need to face it. I’m heading for destruction, that’s for sure, but I’m not pulling you down with me.” She held my hands. “I love you so much, and this is the best choice.” The pang in my heart was starting to feel like a burning sensation, irritated that she could think of such.I yanked my hands from her grip, rising to my feet. “Stop with this ‘I’
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~ TRISTAN ~ “Y-yes. Indy pushed me!” Her eyes widened.Kye held her hands, his face turning red. “What do you mean? How did that happen? She was in our home?’“Yes, Kye.”“How?” I wondered, a frown forming on my face.“I… I had seen her at the mall a week before she pushed me: she was on the phone and looked so mad, then I got curious and followed her.”“Why would you do that?” I scolded.“I’m sorry. I--I was curious…. She was acting very suspicious. I just wanted to know what was wrong with someone that used to be a friend!” she cried. “I found myself following her to a building where she met a man and he yelled at her for killing someone! She admitted it and just claimed the person was bothering her.”“Indy killed someone?” my voice was low, almost a whisper. I knew Indy was crazy, but had she gotten that bad?“Yes. I was equally shocked. When I decided to run, she saw me and tried to chase me. I ran away and she lost me. I assumed she didn’t see my face and wouldn’t know it was me
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I watched his brows fuse together as a tight line formed on his forehead. “What is that supposed to mean?” His hands fell from mine. Oh no, he was judging me. Yet, a strong urge to let it all out overwhelmed me. I would rather he knew the truth and hated me, than continue to lie to his face all because I was being greedy for his love. “After my dad left me at this man’s hands, the man maltreatment and abused me. One day, I had tried to escape, and accidentally shot his dearest bodyguard. Due to that, he--he tied me to a chair and had set a ring of fire around me.” The memory struck me again. I shut my eyes tightly, shaking my head. No, I had to tell him everything. I had to let go of the trauma. “I was…” my words got caught up in my throat. “…burning. I watched the fire grow closer to me and I couldn’t do anything about it. It hurt so badly. It felt like hell. Every day, I feel the heat. It choked me; I suffocated. And watched my life flash before my eyes.“Right after that, he p
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Heavily thrusting my fists against the door, I muttered cuss words, also convincing myself that I wasn’t here because I was scared; I was here to give them a piece of my mind and get this over with immediately.The moment a click vibrated from the other end of the door, my heart began throbbing harshly and my breath became unstable. The door flung open and Aunt Mandy’s unpleasant figure stood there, a cigarette dangling from her lips.She scanned me from head to toe, a smirk on her lips. “I knew you’d show up.” She chortled. Nodding her head inwards, she pulled the door open wider.I walked in, feigning a confident look despite my heart racing as wild as ever. On the living room couch, Giovanni sat there, gulping down a beer. The living room was filled with nasty trash and the smell made my eyebrows scrunch up.“Look who’s here,” Giovanni smirked, rising to his feet.He towered over me; he had very bulky muscles that made him too intimidating despite his old age. I had to lift my head
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~ HAZEL ~ “Hazel,” Tristan called, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind and placed a kiss on the crook of my neck. His action made my giggle, a blush quickly forming on my face. “I thought you already left for work.” I beamed. “No. I was at the home office. I haven’t since you today and it’s been making me feel so incomplete. I also thought you had gone to the restaurant. I can’t believe you’re still here.” He planted another kiss on my cheek. “I missed your presence.” “Me too.” I turned to him. “However, I have to go to the restaurant.” “Can’t that wait till tomorrow? It’s past noon already.” “No, it can’t.” I wiggled out of his grip, grabbed my bag from the chair and kept my recipe book in it. “Why not?” “I didn’t intend to go today, but I’m meeting up with a new business woman for the hotel. She said she spoke to you first?” “Oh. Mrs. Shine? So, it’s today? Dang it.” he moaned in complaint, standing behind me again. “I’ll miss you.” His tone was low, expre
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~ TRISTAN ~“Sir, your sister wouldn’t stop calling you.” Rob whispered to me. She knows I have a meeting. Why would Nikita think it’s sensible to demand for something at such a time? She could be unreasonable sometimes. “Ignore it.” I continued with the meeting, the endless buzzing of my phone with Rob pissed me off. What the heck was her problem?It wasn’t my turn to speak, so I wanted to end the call and place the phone on airplane mode when I accidentally answered it. “Tristan!” Her voice immediately set an alarm in me. “What's wrong?” I asked. “It’s Hazel. I don't know what's wrong with her, but it seems like she’s… dead.” “Dead?!” I jumped to my feet. “She had an attack and now she has pierced herself with broken glasses.”“What on Earth?! Why are you calling me? Call the ambulance! I'll meet you both at the hospital.”“Mr. Hendrix, this interruption is very rude.” I ignored Mr. Rajeed and dashed out of the meeting room. I wanted to use the elevator but it didn’t respond.
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~ HAZEL ~“Where are you going?” Nikita asked, placing her legs over the arm of the couch with the television remote on her tummy. “I'll go to the hospital to check up on Charlotte, then I’ll head to the restaurant. Why?”“Nothing. I was just wondering…” she shrugged, “will you be free later tonight? There’s this awesome movie I need to watch. I need to watch it with a female, and all of my friends don’t live in this city. We can spend girl time together; there are a lot more things I still have to tell you about those boys.”“Sure, no problem.” I smiled, turning around. “It’s weird that I'm asking you to spend time with me, right?” She asked. “Yes, definitely.” I turned to her with a smirk. “But you're turning out to be a good girl sooner than I thought.”She playfully rolled her eyes. “It’s definitely because I’m bored.”“Or because I’m too sweet to be hated forever?”“Please stop.”I chuckled and she joined me. “Just don’t be late. Plus, I need more advice. Antonio sent a text t
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Her words made my blood boil in intense fury and I felt like my head was going to explode. “This is the madness you’ve been planning all along, right? We were never intimate. There’s no fucking way I am the father of the child you’re carrying. I’ve not been serious about it, but I swear you need mental help, immediately.”“Don’t be silly, sweetheart. You’re probably getting old and losing your memory, but I remember every single detail of our intense night. If it isn’t real, then how do I possibly remember how hard that beautiful baby, that huge fucking cock, is? How it went deep down my throat and inside of me.” Indy bit her lower lip again, staring down below my belt like my member was a piece of cake she wanted to eat. “How do I possibly remember how your hands trailed down every inch of my body, leaving hickeys on me?” She shut her eyes with a moan. “Gosh, I can't wait to relive that night over and over again. “You’re foolish.” I couldn't take her insanity anymore. I was beyond
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“What the heck do you mean?” I wanted to check it out for myself but Tristan held my wrist, automatically stopping my movement. “What do you think you're doing? I don’t want you to be traumatized over nothing.” “Nothing? Charlotte is fucking dying, yet that is nothing?” Kye asked, hurt flashing in his eyes. “No. I mean, I’m certain she’s not going to die. There shouldn't be any need for her worry to increase over Charlotte when she's not going to die. Just calm down, Kye.” He pulled me away to Nikita. “Nikita, both of you should return home. It’s late. I’ll stay with Kye.”“There’s no way I’m leaving until Charlotte is fine.” I protested.“Hazel, don't be stubborn. You look tired. I’ll update you every second. Just go home. Please.” He held my shoulders. Though I didn't want to leave till Charlotte was awake, I had to admit that I was extremely tired. “Okay. You must call me when she wakes up.” I succumbed to his demand. “Yes.” He placed a kiss on my forehead and I left with Niki
