Chapter 9

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• Forbidden Attraction: Twisted Into A Sinner   Chapter 11

  HAZEL’S POVJust like Simon had wanted, I went out to inform Aurora that things were even between me and her father, only then did she dig into her meal. Until I slid into my room, I could still feel Simon’s gaze on me. He had been staring since I turned towards the stairs.I hated that I couldn’t get him out of my head no matter how much I tried.Simon Veneti, my brooding, impossible, infuriating stepbrother was everywhere. He was in my thoughts, my bloodstream and my dreams. And the fact that we lived under the same damn roof didn't help a bit.It was stupid, so stupid.After everything, after the way he made me feel like a leftover he couldn’t decide whether to toss or hoard, I still wanted him.It was sick, no I was the one who was sick.With my hands spread apart, I fell on my bed, my knees bent and pressed together as I stared up at the ceiling fan spinning lazily above me. A breeze floated through the opened window, brushing against my bare legs, making a little sigh escape

• Forbidden Attraction: Twisted Into A Sinner   Chapter 10

  HAZEL’S POVWhatever Simon does, that was the least of my business. That was what I kept telling myself as I sat cross legged on my bed. The glow of my laptop screen was the only light in the room. My stomach growled for the second time in ten minutes, reminding me that I had skipped breakfast after skipping dinner last night.After the fallout with Simon, I had refused to leave my room, not because I was afraid of seeing him. It's just that, I didn’t trust myself not to throw a fork at his forehead the second he opened his mouth.After what he said last night, how could I not?Frustrated, I slammed the lid of my laptop shut with a groan and then leaned back against the headboard, letting my eyes flutter close for a second.Why does he always do this?Why does he act like I’m some villain invading his perfect little world? Like I asked to be here, like I’m forcing myself into Aurora’s life when all I’ve ever done is love her as her aunt. “Ugh,” I muttered, sitting up and yanking t

• Forbidden Attraction: Twisted Into A Sinner   Chapter 9

  SIMON’S POVShit!Asking Hazel if she was happy that my wife wasn’t living with me and my daughter wasn’t what I intended to say.I was just too mad and I ended up saying something entirely different. Now, I’ve wedged a wall between us and Hazel? She has coiled back into her shell.Same shell she had coiled herself into five years ago and funny enough, I was the cause. Both five years ago and even now.I felt a part of me ripped out as I watched her turn around, pushed the door to my room open and disappeared into the darkness.“Fuck!” I cursed as I drove my fingers deep into my hair and let out an exasperated sigh. I was messing things up lately and it wasn’t funny at all.It has just been a week, yet, I’ve succeeded in making my step-sister cry. Congratulations to me.An annoyed hiss tore off my lips as I turned around, walking in the opposite direction, leading to my bathroom.Since I’ve successfully messed things up, I could as well take a cool shower to help release stress, beca

• Forbidden Attraction: Twisted Into A Sinner   Chapter 8

  HAZEL’S POVIt’s been a week since I came into Simon’s home and I could count the number of times we’ve spoken to each other and I bet those conversations were either bickering, exchanging of words or silence.Neither of us made mention of anything from the past. Anything pertaining to what happened between us five years ago.The confession. The rejection. Running away like a coward.I felt it’d ruin the moment if I made mention of it, but with each passing day and the growing of feelings for this man, it won’t be long until we get back to the past.This time, it’d be more brutal and the heartbreak will be ten times more hurtful than the one from five years ago.The feelings I thought had died when I left Ireland for California five years ago, were awakened and this time, with dangerous, sinful thoughts.Thoughts like what I’m starting to have when I was told by Mrs Delilah to go inform Simon about his daughter’s need.It all started in a way which I thought was simple, but when it en

• Forbidden Attraction: Twisted Into A Sinner   Chapter 7

  HAZEL’S POVIt has been two days since I came into Simon’s home and in those two days, I’ve bonded with Aurora even more than I thought I would. She’s a sweet little princess that makes my heart flutter with her giggles, laughs and pouts.Everything around here seemed good, except for the fact that I haven’t seen or heard anything from Simon’s wife, Hosanna.Though I didn’t ask anyone, as it might sound inappropriate prying into their family’s privacy, I couldn’t help but be curious.Not my fault though, blame it on my curiosity like that of an orange colored cat.After the dinner where I and Simon ended up bickering amongst each other, I haven’t seen him ever since.Each time I asked Overa about his whereabouts, her replies were always clipped. It was almost as if I was forcing her to reply.“Aurora, I can’t make Dutch braids. Wait until your dad gets you a special hairstylist.” I could hear Overa’s frustrated and strained voice as I made my way downstairs after taking my bath.It wa

• Forbidden Attraction: Twisted Into A Sinner   Chapter 6

  SIMON’S POVHazel and I had unfinished business. Rest assured, it wasn’t anything shady, just unresolved tension after I rejected her confession five years ago, and her sudden disappearance ever since.I was drunk. Fuck! And I messed up.I wasn’t supposed to reject her in such a cruel way, but things happen and so did it happen.When I woke up the following day and all the memories from the previous night came flooding back in handy, I wasted not as much as a second in rushing down to my father’s house, where I knew Hazel would always be.On my way there, I had pictured what state she’d be in; heartbroken, shattered, dull.But the least I expected was not meeting or seeing her anywhere. For the first time in years, it awoke something or rather made something alive in me, dead.“Piper,” I called, racing down the stairs in two steps, my eyes on my stepmother, who was busy with some telenovela series.She ignored my call, but I could see she was afraid of me and my presence because when