Elliot POV
“How are you feeling sweetheart?”, I ask Everly as soon as she looks at me and smiles. Her eyes are not as shiny as they used to be and I can tell that she is tired as fuck. I bet she is. She just expelled a child out of her body but to be honest, it was way past the time for the little shit to be born, she had given him the eviction notice weeks ago and he wouldn’t budge.
“I’m doing okay, just a little tired”, she replies, and I nod my head kissing the top of hers before I look back at Killian that is looking like he could kill someone right now. Just fucking brilliant. What the fuck happened now? Why do I have a feeling that shit hit the fan, and it will be me dealing with whatever it is that happened?
“What now?”, I ask as Killian nudges me to go outside. When we are in an empty corridor he takes a deep breath crossing his arms in front of his chest.
“You know I wouldn’t ask…”, he starts and I raise an eyebrow eyeing him up, “Okay, I need you to go to Chicago, I need you to attend a meeting on my behalf”, he says and I cross my arms in front of my chest and lean against the wall.
“Do I have a choice?”, I ask knowing perfectly well his answer. He shakes his head, and I realise I will be fucking flying to Chicago soon.
“You can take the private jet, and I want you to take Spider with you”, he says and I frown. Why would I be taking spider? He is Everly’s private detail. “Everly will be fine, we are all here with her, and I trust he will keep your ass safe”, he says with a joking voice. I shake my head and move from the wall and start pacing around.
“Okay, who am I meeting and why?”, I ask and Killian starts filling me in on all the details of the meeting, this is why I hate my job sometimes, I hate the bureaucracy part of it, but I like the action, I like the hacking into systems to figure out what is happening, I like the chase and to find out my own way what is going on, meetings and bureaucracy are not for me.
After he tells me all the meetings I have to attend, and what documents I have to bring back I go home and start packing my small overnight bag. I throw some jeans and a t-shirt in with my toiletries and I grab my grey suit with my grey and green tie. I hate wearing this crap. I hate being a tied dog. I look at my stuff packed and go back to the front room to the small bar area and pour myself a tumbler of whiskey. I sit on the settee turning the tv on as I rest my feet on top of the coffee table.
I like the silence of living alone but sometimes it's just annoying not having anyone to talk to. I take a deep breath resting my head back against the settee and close my eyes. The beautiful girl from earlier today appears in front of my eyes. Her plump lips and her long hair, her hazel eyes staring me down as if she pitted me.
Her small smile as her eyes scanned me, her soft touch. I shake my head as I feel my cock waking up and trying to say hello at the memory of that beautiful woman. I shake my head again, pushing her away from my mind and I grab my phone from my pocket. I scroll through the phone numbers, and I find Candy. She will do.
“Hello gorgeous”, I say as soon as she answers the phone.
“Hi sexy, missing me already?”, she asks, and I scrunch my nose. It's not that I miss her, it’s more that I need her on her knees in front of me. But I definitely can’t tell her that, although she knows our arrangement is only for sex, I don’t want anything else with her because she is not the type of girl you would take home to meet your mother. Not that I have a mother anymore.
“You can say that”, I reply and I can hear the soft giggle on her side of the phone. “Wanna come over?”, I ask and I know the answer already I didn’t even have to ask because I know she is already getting herself ready to come and see me. She would never say no to me. Not when I satisfy her so often.
“I’m on my way. Leave the door unlocked”, she says, and I end the call without replying as I usually do, I am not a man of many words. I like things done a certain way, and she does as she is asked.
I walk to the bathroom and I turn the shower on. I might as well get cleaned for this. I can still smell the hospital on my clothes and on my skin. I hate that fucking smell. I close my eyes as I feel the burning water touch my skin and it almost feels like the hands of that girl caressing me. My body reacts once again and I move my hand over my shaft feeling its length and how hard I am.
Candy better hurry the fuck up because I don’t really want to take care of this by myself. I can’t think about the girl I will never see again. Well.
I finish my shower and wrap a white fluffy towel around my waist, and I walk to my office. I can feel the water drops fall from my freshly cut hair down my back as I sit on my chair. I open my laptop and I start typing away doing my magic retrieving the hospital images from today. I need to know more about that girl. Who she is.
I recover the image of us together, of her helping me out and I can see her eyes eating me alive, just so mine are eating her. Fuck what would I do to have her on my bed right now? I start looking through the footage of the camera trying to figure out where she came from so I can try and find out who she is, even though I have already a facial recognition program searching for her. Whatever its int e system about her I will find out in the next forty-eight hours.
I hear a knock on the door, and I close my laptop to see Candy walking towards me half naked and I smile. This is what I am talking about. She leans on the desk in front of me as she takes her knickers down her legs exposing her to me and I lick my lips. This is the way I should live my life. I grab Candy by her waist and pull her to me. She straddles my body as I attack her mouth pushing away the girl from my mind and enjoying my company.
Hazel POVAs I arrive in Chicago I know there will be someone waiting for me at the airport. They always send someone to keep an eye on me so I don’t do “anything stupid”, as Pavlov says. I roll my eyes as I see a large bearded man holding a sign with my name. I walk to him and he grabs my carry-on without even looking at me properly or saying anything. “Hello to you too”, I say under my breath as I follow him and there’s another large man outside a Bentley with the door opened. They both signal me to get inside and I do as I am told. I slide into the back seat of the car and I look in awe. This is amazing. I have never been in such an expensive car before. This is absolutely stunning. The seats are covered in leather and it smells new, you know the fresh new car smell. I take a deep breath before the two gorillas get in the car slamming their doors shut. Charming. I sit back and look out of the window while they drive without making a sound. I roll my eyes and decide that annoying
Elliot POV“Mr O’More”, the pilot says as soon as I walk up the steps to the private jet. “Hey, O’Malley”, I say, shaking his hand. He has been our pilot for over ten years now. He is a lovely lad; he keeps to himself and tries to get the girls to do their job without disturbing us. I am not going to lie that sometimes I like I mess with them. I guess we all did, they are all extremely attractive, and I bet Killian and Theo already had their fun with them as well. “Elliot”, One of the girls says as I take my seat and put the seat belt on. I smile at her trying to remember her name but it’s blank. I can’t even remember what letter it begins with. “Hey, doll”, I say as she smiles and moves her fingers lightly up my legs to check on my seat belt. I smile at her, and I can see that her cleavage is bigger than normal. Is she trying to get on with me? Not gonna lie, I won’t mind a little oral play before I land, but I have so much work to do that it’s killing me already.“Can I do anythi
Hazel POV“Come here, darlin’”, I hear a man call out to me. I shake my head slightly, but I walk to him. I know better than to cause a scene in this kind of environment. I know better than to disobey the man in these meetings, they are all dangerous, and although I like to live dangerously, I still like actually to live.I walk to him slowly, and he places both his hands on my hips, making me gag. I close my eyes, trying to avoid a scene of me puking all over him. His hands feel wrong touching me. The cute guy, all of a sudden, stands up with a gun in hand, and I try my best not to gasp in horror. It’s not that I have never seen a gun before, because I have, but no one has ever pointed at someone to defend me. “Our present has arrived, gentleman”, the guy says, and I swallow my tears and the bile that has risen from my stomach into my mouth. “Leave”, he says with the most dangerous tone I have ever heard in my life. His entire body is positioned in the way of power. I nod my head, a
Elliot POV“What’s your name?”, She asks as I watch her. She is comfortable around them. I close my hands into fists inside my pockets as I try to control myself and not pull her away from them and take her to my room. I watch as they behave protectively over her, they are definitely her bodyguard. I just would like to know who she is in their hierarchy. Who she belongs to. I know I am playing a fucking dangerous game.“They know”, I tell her as I notice both men watching her again. As if they are scared she will say or do something incriminating. “I’m Hazel”, she says with the sweetest voice I have ever heard. She looks at me with very ints eyes, and I swear she wants me to stay with them, I know she asked me to join them, but I wouldn’t be able to. I can’t fraternise with the fucking enemy, even though both my mates are married to women from different factions. “Stay out of trouble Hazel, I might not always be around”, I say, I walk away before she even has time to reply. I decide
Hazel POV“Hey, mom”, I say as I kiss the top of her head. She opens her eyes slowly and offers me a small smile.“Hello, love”, she says as she tries to sit up on the bed. I help her up, pressing the button to raise the head of the bed, and she smiles, pulling the blanket higher.“How are you feeling?”, I ask as I pull out the carton of orange juice from the plastic bag and some cupcakes. Mom smiles, watching me. I pour some juice into the plastic cup for her, and she grabs it with shaky hands.“I am tired”, she says, leaning back on the bed and resting her head against the pillow. I sit at the end of the bed and watch as she forces herself to keep her eyes open. “Mom, you should rest”, I say, and she shakes her head, watching me. She offers me her hand, and I take it. Her skin is pale and cold. I stand up, grab another blanket from the end of the bed and cover her. She smiles, thanking me. “How was work?” she asks, and I smile. It’s not every day that I have a good day at the dine
Elliot POV“If she is worth it, we will make it happen” keeps playing in my head. I decide I need to find out of she is worth it. I walk into my office, and I sit behind my desk as I start typing away on my desktop. I look between the three shared screens in front of me at the information I start retrieving. I can’t find Hazel anywhere. I put the information from the hospital on the search, her connection to the Russians. I have been searching for hours, and frustration takes over as I move my hand throwing all the contents from my desk on the floor, leaving only my desktop there.I stand up, passing my hands through my hair as I walk to the window of my penthouse. I cross my arms in front of my chest as I watch people crossing the road to head to central park. I close my eyes momentarily as I take a deep breath. I walk to the bar area I have in my house and pour myself a tumbler of whiskey, and go back
Hazel POVI smack my hand on the alarm clock which is loud with music waking me up. “I hate you”, I let out as I stand up and look at the time, it’s only five in the morning and I am already hating life. But to be fair I hate life before coffee anyway.I put my slippers and robe on and walk to the kitchen. It’s very old inside my house because the air con is broken and I don’t have the money to fix it. I make my coffee and rest with my hip against the kitchen sink as I sip on it slowly. My hands were around the mug trying to warm them up. Has been snowing lately and that makes my life harder. Usually, the snow only comes closer to Christmas but this year has come earlier.After getting myself ready I walk carefully through the streets. “Hey Hazel, a little early to be walking around alone”, One of my neighbours say and I nod
Elliot POV "This is really delicious, and I guess I'll have to come in every day for this", I say after eating some of the food in front of me. Hazel laughs slightly and I smile watching her. Her laugh is melodic, pure and innocent. She looks beautiful when she smiles, casual and unconcerned. She looks like an angel. "And then you will lose your perfect figure and end up a fatty like Joe here", She says and I look at her understanding perfectly well what she said, she was checking me out just like I have been checking her out. I feel my cock twitching at the thought of her watching me undress. I push away those thoughts as I adjust myself without letting on. "Don't worry, I tend to exercise a lot more if I come to have breakfast here every day. Maybe you could help me out", I say before shoving some pancakes into my mouth to shut me up before I tell her I want to