- HAZEL - I'm cramped up on his bed with my arms around my tummy. My stomach still hurts really bad. The ache is less than it was before but it's nearly unbearable. My eyes water as I try to hide the ache. Why didn't Carol give me a flash warning that having so much of that can give stomach ache? Now I wish I never went. Killian walks to me and sits on his bed, by my side. A hand meets my forehead then the back of his palm rests on my neck. "You have a fever." Killian's caring tone says. "I'll be right back with something I think can calm it down." He stands up. "Taken anything within the last few hours that could be a potential threat for overdose if I give you a drug?" He asks. I nod my head. "I don't know what I had but I've taken a pill." My knees fold closer to my head. "Maybe I should wait for a few hours." I add. I can't see his face but from the silence, I can already tell what he looks like. A smile forms on my face. "Killian, I'll be fine. I just had too much conc
- HAZEL - I'm stuffed. Overly stuffed that I can't feel my legs. I feel pregnant. And my stomach doesn't feel sore anymore. Maybe all I needed was a good meal. Killian is in the kitchen, taking care of our dishes and I know I'm supposed to be there with him but my curiosity on that file and detailed paperwork of me is still on my mind and I need to get to that room first! If not to go through it, at least to tidy it and keep everything back where I saw it so he doesn't suspect a thing. "I'll be right back!" I yell, hopping up the stairs. My body feels heavy. I really do feel pregnant. I make my way to Killian's door and stop in front, resting my hands on my crouched knees to catch my breath. I swallow after maintaining my composure. I can now go in. I take a deep breath then exhale slowly, twisting the door knob. Shock meets me when I sight the freshly made bed. This.... is the right room... right? I blink twice to be sure. Everything else is in order aside from
- KILLIAN - This snooping around, I don't like it. I sigh and close the book I'm reading. I'm on the last page yet I put a book mark. My head dart to the side to look at the lady sleeping peacefully at my side. She's being touchy. On a normal day, I wouldn't get judgy about it as every important file about myself is locked safely in my home office but she'd be in my home often. Sometimes on her own and what happens if she chooses to wander around? Explore what shouldn't be touched? I raise my hand up and stretch it over her body. I want to touch her. Check her temperature and maybe give her a water bath but I don't want to wake her. I put my hand down. My home office is always locked but I've caught her there before. Luckily, it was dark. I give too many fucks about this girl to let her know me yet. One thing for sure is, if she does, she'd have to sign a non-disclosure agreement like Kate did. And if she ever utters a word about this to anyone, and I mean anyone, my fist
- KILLIAN - It’s been a week, I couldn’t get access to the video but life goes on. I run a finger down the shelf, looking for the perfect toy. I’m in an adult boutique, one I love going to. Just last night, the thought came to me; how well does Hazel know her body? How well does she know the depths of which her orgasm can take her? She needs to know and I want to reveal it to her. Then the brilliant idea to drop by here came to mind. I’m not ashamed of loving every single thing about pleasure both self gratification and sexual acts. I live for the thrill of it. And I want her to watch me watch her unlock certain levels and kinks she never thought she had. I look at my basket then back at the shelf. I know every single detail of her marvellous pussy and I know the right size to buy. A smirk forms on my face. She’ll be in for a crazy pleasure ride by the time I am done with her. I plan to reconstruct my pleasure room. I’m a sadist, you didn’t think I don’t have a tortu
- ASAMI - The idiot trusts me. I chuckle under my breath, enjoying a glass of wine in my designated private office in the university. It’s surreal how she does but who wouldn’t? I have my ways with breaking people’s wall, but she eased up to me so easily. I take another sip. Poor, poor Hazel actually thinks I like her. My eyes dulls as I stare into empty space. Flash warning, I don’t. Killian’s old woman is watching my every movement like a hawk, yes, I can’t hurt the girl but I can get into her mind. And it won’t be long till those mind games turn into something more. After all, she wants to have ‘lunch’ sometime. She’s dumb, that’s for sure, but she’s just nineteen. I roll my eyes. A very gullible and aggravating nineteen year old. I sigh. Hazel has no idea I know who she’s with. Although I’m acting out based on my own personal feelings, which is amateurish and inappropriate, I will break them. Killian’s engaged. To her best friend in fact and that
- HAZEL - I’m on my period. For goodness’s sakes! Of all the times it could come, it chose now? To-freaking-day?! Really?!! I mean, now I understand why I was overly horny the past week but this just sucks. I can’t have sex. I’ve never had the biggest bummer in my life. ‘I’m outside.’ I text Killian. ‘Coming in a bit. I think it’s high time I gave you a key.’ My heart stops for a second as I read his text . He wants to give me a key to his home? Does this mean complete access to him? Is this a sign that this thing we have between us is productive? I’ve never been happier! I clear my throat. I’m not sure I want to show him my excitement, after all, it could just be in my head. Sighting a huge, sexy, masculine form approach me from outside the gates of this mansion makes my heart stop for a second. Killian is beautiful. Every pose, every smile, every movement, every single walk he takes and things he does makes it even more obvious. He’s beautiful in every angle.
- KILLIAN - A yawn slips out my mouth as I head to my room. I’m exhausted. The moment I get close to the door, an awareness kicks in making me halt. My door is slightly ajar. Someone’s invaded my privacy. I dip my hand behind my back slowly, dipping it inside my black sweatpants to get a hold of my gun in the strap. One can never be too over prepared. I’d very much love to be over prepared than under prepared. Worst case scenario, whoever is in there is just a random thief who thought he or she could make a bank by robbing me. If that’s the case, one way or the other, I’ve got to get the image of me with a gun out of the person’s mind in whatever way possible. I cock my gun and push my door open, pointing my gun out in front of my face immediately. The person that prodded my room closes a book and turns to look at me. “Do you always carry a gun around? I wonder how she doesn’t see it. She’s always touching you.” Asami’s voice immediately makes my mood sour.
- Hazel - It's our anniversary today. Tristan and I are finally celebrating being one year together and he told me he has everything planned. All I need to do is meet him at the hotel. One of the best in the city. It's hard getting a reservation there. One has to apply and wait for months before a space is available. I blushed, walking out of the flower shop with a bouquet. I dipped my head in it and inhaled. The floral scent mix makes me feel even better. That shows how much he cherishes us. I'm still hyped about the whole thing and can't wait to tell Kate about it. I'm sure my phone will be buzzing with messages before I arrive at the hotel. Kate is my childhood friend and best friend. We planned to attend the same campus and follow the list we wrote as kids of how we want our lives planned till I met Tristan. That didn't change anything between us, but we're far apart in different states because now, Tristan and I are in the same university. Bad choice, I know, but how could I