- KILLIAN - A groan make it's way out my mouth as I pull out slowly, leaving half of my length inside her, while holding her with one hand and pressing her body against the wall. I let go of her hair and place my hand on her ass. Now I twist her hips back and forth on my dick. I'm so hard. Hazel's pussy clenches around me, causing another groan. Fuck. I missed having her around me. I missed being in her. Having her in my arms, not unconscious nor in pain, naked this way in the confinement of my bathroom gives me a form of relief I never thought I needed. Hazel mewls as her ass slams into my pelvis. So far, I've been slow. I'm huge. I'm aware of that fact and it's been a while since she took me in. I want to make her pussy get accustomed to my girth. And I will. "How are you doing this to me?" Hazel breath on my face. I look up to face her. Her eyes are shut. "You're not even moving. Yet you're all over me at the same time. Messing with my mind." I press my lips on her chest, k
- HAZEL -I am completely spent. My whole body is relaxed yet overwhelmed at the same time. How many times? I ask myself, staring at the ceiling from the comfort of his bed. My vision is dazed and my head is still wrapped around my orgasms. Our orgasms. How many rounds? I couldn't count. But it felt so good. I lean my body lazily to the side to face him. Our bodies wet the mattress so we're in a different room. His other room. I find it odd that there are more than one master bedrooms in this mansion, but he surely must love his privacy. "Not coming to join me? I miss holding you." I whine, adoring him from afar. He's working. I don't know what he's working on but he has been working since. After taking my collapsed body in his arms, out of his room to his other room, Killian put me to bed. I felt his arms around me in a cuddle before dozing off but I woke up to slightly cold sheets. I could tell he's been up for a while. Killian spares me a gaze and returns his eyes back to h
- HAZEL - I yawn and spit in the sink. My hand form a bowl and water runs in. I lean my body lower and bring my hand close to my mouth then slurp the water in. Now I'm gurgling it all around. I spit it in the sink again and flash my teeth in front of the mirror. Now I stick my tongue out. Yup, clean as ever! I walk out of the bathroom and take my toothbrush with me. Last night was quite eventful. A sly grin forms on my lips. Very eventful. I recommend. I gaze around the room when I walk to the bed. My bag is on his bed. I dip my toothbrush, the one Killian got for me, in my bag. I plan to put on the same outfit I wore the day before today to leave. After I've had my bath and probably breakfast. I also need to leave early or I'd miss my first period and that's not something I want to experience again. Not at all. I walk out of Killian's room. A delicious scent fills my nose and I inhale. Someone's cooking. I follow the scent to his kitchen. I wonder if the cooks were around y
- HAZEL - The dorm is quiet. I sneak in, trying to avoid passing through the dorm mistress in charge. It's too quiet that it irks me. Surely not every human here went for lectures. Is there a program that required all our attention that I wasn't aware of? I dip my hand in my pocket to take out my room key. I didn't study at all throughout yesterday. I plan to make up for it today but I finally have something to write in my journal. A wide smile forms on my face. A lot actually. There's no freaking way I'll miss adding the juice from last night. I stand in front of my room door and stick the key in. A soft click rings in my ears as I turn the key to the side, the door just unlocked. I push the door in slowly, opening it. In case my roomies are trying to pull up a surprise attack, I won't be so surprised. I peep my head in. No one's here. "Jasmine?" I call and wait for an answer. I know I didn't see anyone but girls sometimes do the most bizarre things. Who knows? Someone c
- KILLIAN -Cool breeze blows through the window and rests on my skin from behind. I sigh, signing and writing some paperwork while hacking into a ton of government databases. I will find her no matter what. The woman who murdered my parents will pay. Hacking into government and international databases was easier than I anticipated. Way too easy. All I'm going across right now are those suspicious ones regarding people. It's easy to delete one's existence but as long as the person was born, educated, trained and has been seen in daylight without a mask or covering, while having DNA samples in so many places, finding that person might take a while. But the person can be found. Unless she's dead. My jaw tightens. That is something I do not want. I want to have the pleasure of annihilating her myself. My fists clench. I want to have that murderer begging for mercy with the last life hanging in her throat while her body is decapitated with crushed bones while I strangle her. My life b
- ASAMI -I throw a dart pin towards the board. It hit the center. I walk backwards to the small, round, fancy, long desk holding my champagne and champagne flutes in a tray and grab a half full glass of champagne. I force it down my throat steadily, the loathe for the person in the image pinned at the center of the dart board slowly evolving out my body. I thought a glass or five would do the trick and aid this anger dissolve but I'm on my fifth and I still feel this rage. It doesn't work. I surround the bottle with my hand and raise it up to look at the alcohol volume. 35 percent. Has my tolerance heightened or does this simply not do the trick? I throw my hand forward, flinging the bottle at the wall. The sound of shattering glass fills my ears despite the low music playing in the background. My jaw clenches. Staring at the empty champagne flute in my hand makes me miss having liquor down my throat. I laugh hysterically as I drop the champagne flute. Silly me. Always acting on
- HAZEL -My hand is hung backwards from the end of my bed and my back rests on the bed while my legs are raised to the ceiling. I'm using my phone. Remember Caroline? I found her Instagram. Don't ask me how, I just did but that was some stalker type shit. She doesn't post much but she has a thousand followers. I pinch my screen and zoom in. My other hand picks a chip and I munch. Can't believe I'm invited to a party with a stranger. I finally have the chance to dress appropriately while in front of her. A ball comes flying my way, hitting the wall my bed leans upon then bounces back. I freeze. What the fuck? The sound caused by that is deafening and imagine if that thing hit me? Hit my legs?! I could be crippled!! Who the fuck is playing recklessly here? Does that person have a death wish?!"I swear to god, if that ball comes flying here a second time, I will puncture it myself!" I yell, annoyed. "Sorry." Jasmine's voice bubbles in my ears. "See? I told you to be careful. Give m
- KILLIAN -A text notification diverts my attention from the screen to my phone. I was having a virtual meeting. Still having one, but the name that popped on along with the notification gave me all the reason I needed to zone out of this boring yet important meeting. Hazel. One end of my lips curls to form a not so noticeable half grin. 'What colour of fit fits to go to an eerie party?' She asks. 'Someone invited me for a dark fantasy, game night party today. I'm syked! Also worried but I've got no friends. lmaooo.' I read. My little angel is a loner? That's quite shocking yet I don't seem surprised. [ Translation; lmao means laughing my ass out ]I pull my phone from my desk and send a text. 'Show me your options.' I text and wait. My eyes avert to the screen before me then back to my phone in my hand. 'I-- I don't got no options. Still on my bed.' This made me chuckle under my breath. An image drops after. I click on it to load. It's her. Messily dressed in a baggy, white