The camera flash went off again and I turned towards the direction the light had come from. Standing close to a van were a group of men who kept taking pictures of me and Aziel. My eyes furrowed in confusion as I looked up at him. “Who are they? Why are they taking pictures of us?” I mean it wasn’t like we were Hollywood actors or singers. “The paparazzi I suppose and they’re taking pictures of us because you’re with me.” He said as if that was supposed to make any sense. “We should head in.” He said giving me his arm to take. I glanced over at the men again before holding on to the inner part of his elbow. It was awkward as fuck. Walking into the restaurant with her arms linked together like we were a normal couple that was deeply in love. I couldn’t help but notice how muscular his arm was. Even through his jacket, I could feel the hard muscles that seemed to flex under my touch. Subtly, I moved my hand higher just so I could feel his muscles better while silently hoping he would

"Um, good-d morning sir." I had no idea why I stuttered. I wasn't nervous, was I?I noticed he was dressed in a black suit like he was ready for work. "Ah, Red?" He sounded like he was surprised like he had been expecting someone else. Or maybe I wasn’t the only woman he brought home last night. Which reminds me, how did we get here?He lowered his gaze, his eyes seeking out mine. I suddenly gasped as his green orbs locked on mine. The intensity of his stare had taken me aback. I had never seen a pair of eyes that green before. My eyes glanced at his hair, it was dark and shiny as always. And then an image of me running my fingers through it popped into my head. My eyes widened.Where did that come from?I looked him in the eye before looking down at my hands. Did I just imagine that? Or it really happened?I shook my head. It was crazy, why would I want to touch his hair? "Morning." He replied to me and somehow my eyes found themselves glued to his lips. Subconsciously my hand re

I swallowed the hard lump that had now formed in my throat as I read through the nasty comments people left under that compromising picture of Aziel and me. I was called names by people I didn’t even know, people that had never seen me before in their lives. Many called me a gold-digging slut and the others, well they said equally mean things. There wasn’t a single nice comment about me. A particular person went as far as calling me ugly, a comment I had scoffed at when I read it. I mean they could barely see my face in the picture and still, they think I was ugly? I’m not trying to be smug or anything but I’m pretty sure that adjective is not something you can describe me with. I handed Alex’s phone back to her when I could no longer handle the brutal comment. I mean what’s the point? What’s the point of reading through the comments of a bunch of people who didn’t know me but had an awful lot to say about me? “You do know many of them are just jealous, yeah?” Alex said as she watch

I woke up really late around 9 am the next morning. While 9 am might not be late for many people, it was for me seeing as it was for the last five years of my life I’d always woken up on or before 6 am. I threw my hands over my head to stretch out my body, a huge smile decorating my face. I’ll have you know I wasn’t a morning person and I wasn’t the type to put a smile on first thing in the morning. But that morning, I was unusually happy which I suspected came from the fact that I got to satisfy my long-time cravings the previous night.I could still remember the shock in Cole’s eyes when he realized that I finished everything he brought. Although Aziel didn’t look shocked I could tell he also wasn’t expecting me to be able to finish food large enough to feed three adults. In my defense, we were two that ate the food and both of us were a little too hungry. Remembering the nod of approval Aziel had given me when he saw that I’d emptied all four bags Cole brought in (including both

"M-Mr W-Walker." I stuttered as I stared at him with wide brown eyes. His eyes left mine in the mirror to trail down my body and I found myself ceasing my breath. I didn't miss how his gaze lingered on my breasts for a second too long. Our eyes met again and this time we held each other's gaze for a long moment. How I managed to hold his frightening gaze was far beyond me. My chest heaved as my breathing suddenly became heavy. It didn't help that I could feel his warm breath hitting the back of my neck, just below my ear. I don't know how long we both stood there staring at each other, I couldn't guess even if I had to. It could have been a few seconds or minutes or even hours. I doubt Aziel himself would be able to tell how long he stood behind me, staring at me in the mirror as we had both gotten lost in each other's eyes. And then suddenly it hit me like a wave of a typhoon. It dawned on me that Aziel Walker had just seen me naked. He had just seen my nakedness through the see-th