LOGIN{Third person's pov}it was a Sunday morning, Hazel woke up and found the bed empty she frowned and wore the silk robe of her night gown and walked out of the room.the living room was empty too, she frowned and made her way towards his study, she opened the door slowly just to witness him doing something on his laptop."Good morning," He said with a smile as soon as he saw her entering his study, "Good morning, husband." She whispered and lazily walked towards him.she sat on his lap and hugged him, "It's Sunday, Why are you working today?" she asked. Alan smiled the moment she settled into his lap, one arm instantly wrapping around her waist while the other closed the laptop halfway, clearly she had just become his priority.“Mm… I was trying to work.” He corrected softly, his voice warm, a hint of amusement in it as his fingers brushed lazily along her back.“But then my wife walked in…” He leaned in, pressing a slow, lingering kiss to her shoulder, his nose brushing lightly again
{Third person's pov}Hazel looked at him, "Yeah It does matter, and now let's tell Liam to get out of here, I don't want to see him here." She said.She tried to stand up from his lap but he gripped her waist making her frown.Alan didn’t let her move. His grip on her waist tightened just enough to stop her, his eyes darkening, not with anger this time, but something far more intense… protective, possessive in a quiet, controlled way."Let him wait.” his voice was low, steady now, no trace of the drunken mess from before. He studied her face for a second, like he was grounding himself in her presence, making sure this, she was real.“You just told me you love me…” His thumb brushed slowly along her side, almost absentminded, but his gaze never left hers.“And your first instinct is to walk away?” There was a faint edge of hurt there, but softer, almost teasing underneath it.He leaned in slightly, voice dropping to a murmur.“I’m not done with you yet.” A pause. His forehead touched h
{Third person's pov}Hazel woke up when the sun hit her face, she found her self curled up on the floor, she stood up and walked out of the room just to find Liam sitting on the couch.He got up from the couch as soon as he saw Hazel but she completely ignored his existence and walked away.She made her way towards his study and found it locked from the inside, she knocked on it once, twice and thrice and then the door was finally opened.She looked at Alan, he looked exhausted, Like he had been drunk. she peaked inside and witnessed that the room was a complete mess.She sighed and looked at him, "Are you ok?" she asked and he nodded, "do you need something?" he asked and she shook her head, he nodded and was about to close the door when he stopped him."Can we talk?" she asked and he nodded, he stepped aside to let her in and then closed the door."What is this?" She asked as he sat on the chair. "Does it matter?" He asked."Yes it does matter," Hazel replied, "Why does it matter Ha
{Third person's pov}"Liam!" Alan said and suddenly Liam hugged Alan, "Dude you don't even know how much I missed you."Liam said and broke the hug, Alan stared at him blankly and before he could say anything Alan found Liam looking behind him, he turned around just to witness Liam staring at Hazel.Hazel stood there frozen, Now when she was moving on in life there stood her past, Liam, her ex fiancé."What is she doing here?" Liam looked at Alan and then made his way towards Hazel."finally, I found you! I have been trying so hard to get in contact with you, but I couldn't." Hazel stared at the floor and before she could reply or react Liam pulled her into his embrace.Hazel stiffened, While Alan stood at a distance watching the two of them.She pushed Liam and looked into his eyes, her eyes held tears, "stay away..." she said and ran inside her room.Liam looked at Alan and smiled, "She must be flustered after seeing me after so long." Alan didn't say anything."Thank you for taking
{Third person's pov}After having the dinner both Hazel and Alan decided to watch movie, They were on the same couch, cuddling, his hands circled around her while she played with his fingers."You know today a girl from next door came, she was so nice and soft spoken, her name is Ema." Hazel told him.Alan raised an eyebrow at what she said, his expression turning just a little colder. "Ema, huh?" His arms tightened around her subconsciously. He couldn't help the small spike of jealousy at the mention of some other girl being nice and soft-spoken. He tried to play it cool, though. "So what, she wanted to borrow sugar or something?" He grunted.Hazel frowned, "No, she was here because she was bored at her house, And she gave me a nice company whole day." "So what'd you two talk about the whole day?" he asked gruffly, trying to keep his tone nonchalant."Random things, we were just getting to know each and you know what? she said she heard me last night." Hazel said softly. "Was I tha
{Third person's pov}Hazel woke up just to find herself naked in the sheets, He wasn't in the room. She could hear the sound of utensils in the kitchen.she was cleaned, which meant he cleaned her after all the mess he created last night, She stood up with her still weak legs. She picked up a shirt for him from the couch and wore it before walking out the bedroom, She was still limping. Alan was in the kitchen, cooking breakfast when he heard the sound of footsteps from behind. He looked over his shoulder to see Hazel walking into the kitchen, her legs still a little shaky. He smiled to himself, the sight of her in his shirt making his heart do a little flip. "Look who's up," he said gruffly, turning back to the stove. "You're walking pretty fine," She chuckled and sat on the slab, "Only I know how hardly I can walk right now." Alan's smile widened at her comment as he continued cooking. There was something about the way she teased him that he found both frustrating and endearin
{Third person's pov} As he entered the room Hazel looked up at him as she was sitting on the couch, He didn't say anything and walked inside the wardrobe and took out a bag. "What are you doing?" she asked. "We are leaving, Pack your clothes." He said, Hazel's eyes widened in surprise at his sudd
{Third person's pov}Hazel was sitting in her bedroom upstairs, She was curled up on the floor, her hands clutched her knees and her head was placed on the edge of the bed. Her face had dried tear marks, and her cheeks were still red where his mother hit her. It was late at night when Alan return
{Third person's pov}Alan was losing his mind. The way she stood there, looking up at him with those eyes, her body so close to his. It was making it difficult to think straight.Without another word, his other hand came up to cup her face, his thumb tracing the line of her lower lip. His breathing
{Third person's pov}Alan noticed the way her breath hitched when his thumb brushed over her lip, and a slow smirk curled at the corner of his mouth. He leaned in just slightly—close enough that she could feel the warmth of him, but not so close as to be improper. "Don't look down," he murmured,







