The most gorgeous spender in Dubai, Part 2
Engagement Contract
The following parties are hereby obligated to adhere to the following terms for a period of four (4) years from the date of signing this contract:
Parties: Miss Hazel White Mr. Jonathan Turner
Miss Hazel White is prohibited from performing in public, including dancing.
Miss Hazel White is prohibited from accepting invitations to cultural, romantic, or professional events with any other man except Mr. Jonathan Turner. Events include, but are not limited to: lunches, dinners, snacks, meetings, parties, and gatherings.
Miss Hazel White is required to inform her fiancé, Jonathan Turner, of her whereabouts when not in his company.
Miss Hazel White is strictly forbidden from disclosing the details of this contract to any third party, under any circumstances, even after the contract's expiration.
Miss Hazel White does not desire to engage in sexual int
CHAPTER 13FamilyHazelSaturday arrived in a blink of an eye. The day is beautiful, and since I don't have any important commitment today, I've canceled almost anything else. I'm taking the opportunity to stroll through the streets of Jumeirah Village Circle. It's truly a good place to live. I hadn't had the chance to explore the area more thoroughly. Today, I've decided to take the morning to walk leisurely; I don't intend to exercise, just enjoy the view and observe people and the shops.This has been the most unusual week I've experienced since arriving in Dubai. Aside from the day Aziz chased me in his car through the city streets, what a lunatic! These last few days have been quite eventful.Carmen is right; I should treat this time like a vacation. Months of long and endless work, dancing every day, sometimes for more than 4 hours, and having to move from one location to another had been quite stress
CHAPTER 14A funfairJonI'm about to take a shower when I receive a message from Hazel.“Can you come by after work? I need to talk about my apartment.” What made her think I work on Saturdays? Saturday is sacred in the Muslim world. Especially at this hour, 7 PM. I've just finished a call with my future submissive, possibly, and that delightful teaser sends me a message, but I don't even bother answering her. I put on a shirt and think about what to do this Saturday night after finding out what she wants. This time, I put on something lively on the radio as I drive to her apartment. I usually try to listen to rock, and sometimes even classical music, but not tonight. I want to think about her while I head to her place. Jumeirah Village Circle, is not far away from my house, and I arrive in her apartment in less than half an hour. I give my name at the entrance and drive in. As I'm about to knock on t
CHAPTER 15BollywoodHazeI can hardly believe Jonathan invited me for a stroll and agreed to go to an amusement park. He must have been really pleased with how quickly I changed my clothes, oh my! I urgently need to review some of my habits before moving in with him. As Jonathan drives, I browse the park's website on my phone to check out some of the attractions. The park doesn't close late, and it's already 8 in the evening, but there's still plenty of time for us to have fun. I'm glad I can now have a moment of relaxation and even happier because, despite Jonathan's unexpected visit and the fact that none of what I wanted to say to him turned out the way I imagined, he preemptively mentioned that the remaining money I didn't spend was mine, and I didn't have to ask for it. It was a relief, as I had already sent all the money I had saved to my sister, and there is still something missing in that apartment so that I can make it feels
Scars JonThat change of clothes at the Park left me very anxious. If Hazel were any other woman I had met in life before, I would definitely think that she had done it on purpose, but my sharp male instinct tells me that she doesn't have that kind of malice. She doesn't seem to be the kind of person who sets up intentional situations; she's quite genuine and spontaneous, and that's something I envy and admire. I remember what I said to provoke her fetishistic imagination, and I smile as her head rests on my shoulder, asleep. A woman who allows herself to sleep on the shoulder of a man who is almost a stranger is certainly trustworthy. Or maybe she has a childlike soul. Maybe Hazel has a bit of both. And she's a little crazy too. I make a decision that might not please her when she wakes up, but I head towards my house. As I park the car in the garage, I slowly turn my body to look at her a little more and admire her English beauty. The lipstick on her lips is gone after the ice cre
The choices we makeHazelSitting on the couch at Jonathan's house, I know I'm acting childish and sulky, but I can't control myself. I've never been one to complain much about the difficulties of life, always fought for everything I wanted, but I've had to fight so much for my professional choice that I always overreact, and I just got scolded because I was talking too loud. I wish I could say I didn't want to react like this, but no words come out of my mouth. He is ready to leave the room, saying he is going to get some clothes for me."You can choose three more guest rooms to sleep in. You won't be bothered at all. You have my word. All I ask is that you get to know the house better before your mother arrives here."He leaves. He's definitely angry with me. And I'm angry with the world. I can't even reflect on everything I've just seen in his house. All the curiosity about the mysterious room, about the instruments he
FeelingsJonWe have a quick cup of pure, strong coffee with whatever Hazel has found in the fridge and then we leave the house. On the way to work, I ask Ahmet to drop Hazel off at home, but not before stopping at a gym called Bodyfit.-See there? Sometimes, when work leaves me, I come and punch a few punching bags to de-stress. You can even put my picture up if you like. I won't get angry.I smile, blinking my eyes several times.- Ridiculous, Jonathan.I ask him to pick up his cell phone. There are things Ahmet shouldn't hear, it's better to type. Hazel understands and opens her messaging app. I type.My mom wants to come to town, I'd better be at my house right away, get everything ready for us to move this week.She looks at me with wide eyes. I wonder what's going on in her head. Mothers are mothers. They suspect everything and even know everything, even if we don't know it yet. It's better that my mother doesn't know eve
In the Claws of a SeducerHazel"I love you? I love you?"That was all you managed to say at that moment, hastily, to Jonathan, Hazel? I could have thought of so many words, so many things, but all I could say was "I love you," and I feel like it provoked some kind of reaction in him. He must have found me ridiculous for that. I can give rude answers when necessary. Especially when I am angry, it seems that words come out faster than my thoughts, but when it comes to lying... I'm terrible! My spontaneous reactions always put me in trouble. As for all the things I saw in his room... I don't even know how to react. They make me curious, but they also give me shivers, and Jonathan must have noticed that, crystal clear. I cannot forget that he is a dominant man. What do I know about erotic dominance games? Practically nothing. Am I in one now? I've been in dominance games of a different nature before, and it wasn't p
The consolling solitudeJonThe week begins with the investigation into the worker's accident. Unfortunately Hamza Saad is there to make everything more boring. I've already called the hospital and learned that Omar, the worker, was fine. I'm on the building's huge construction site when Hamza approaches me. The wind is blowing hard because of that space. He's smoking a cigar that I don't know how it hasn't dissolved completely in the strong afternoon wind.”Jonathan, this is a setback that takes days away from the original project.’”I know, believe me, I know more than anyone.””Not more than anyone, I'm with two construction companies herefor a long time. You were here the day it happened, I hope that doesn't fall on your CV.”He flashes a fake, yellow smile.How can someone with so much money have yellow teeth like that? I know exactly what this bastard me