Hazel POV
I smack my hand on the alarm clock which is loud with music waking me up. “I hate you”, I let out as I stand up and look at the time, it’s only five in the morning and I am already hating life. But to be fair I hate life before coffee anyway.
I put my slippers and robe on and walk to the kitchen. It’s very old inside my house because the air con is broken and I don’t have the money to fix it. I make my coffee and rest with my hip against the kitchen sink as I sip on it slowly. My hands were around the mug trying to warm them up. Has been snowing lately and that makes my life harder. Usually, the snow only comes closer to Christmas but this year has come earlier.
After getting myself ready I walk carefully through the streets. “Hey Hazel, a little early to be walking around alone”, One of my neighbours say and I nod
Elliot POV "This is really delicious, and I guess I'll have to come in every day for this", I say after eating some of the food in front of me. Hazel laughs slightly and I smile watching her. Her laugh is melodic, pure and innocent. She looks beautiful when she smiles, casual and unconcerned. She looks like an angel. "And then you will lose your perfect figure and end up a fatty like Joe here", She says and I look at her understanding perfectly well what she said, she was checking me out just like I have been checking her out. I feel my cock twitching at the thought of her watching me undress. I push away those thoughts as I adjust myself without letting on. "Don't worry, I tend to exercise a lot more if I come to have breakfast here every day. Maybe you could help me out", I say before shoving some pancakes into my mouth to shut me up before I tell her I want to
Hazel POV“What time do you finish work?”, He asks, and I look him in the eyes.“Three”, I say, and he nods his head, looking at his watch.“I’ll see you at three”, he says, leaving fifty dollars next to his coffee and walking out as he puts his jacket back on. I think my brain just stopped working as he did that, and when I look at the money, I frown. He left more than sixty per cent tip. I raise an eyebrow and put the money in my pocket, making a mental note to give him some money back if he ever shows up at three.“Hey Hazel, can you work an extra hour?”, Caroline asks. I shake my head, telling her I can’t. “I am sorry, I am meeting someone when I finish”, I let out, and she frowns, looking at me. This was the first time I had ever told her no to an extra shift.
Elliot POV I drive as fast as I can without getting attention over my driving. The last thing I need is to be stopped by the police right now. I was late to pick up Hazel, and when I got there, she was fucking gone. Obviously, this is all my fault. I should’ve driven and gone straight to pick her up, but no. I stop my car a few meters away from where I see the police and the ambulance. They have found the body already. Great. I can see Hazel talking to a tall Hispanic guy. I frown as I watch him cry. He is the husband. I know that. “I didn’t call her”, I hear Hazel say, her voice trembling, and so are her hands as she grabs her phone to show to the police. I recognise him. He is one of the ones that are on our payslip. He does some dirty work for us when we don’t have time to do it ourselves. He is our rat inside the NYPD. “Miss, can you show us your phone?”, he asks. I wrap my arms around her body from behind, and when his eyes meet mine, he understands she is off limits. She lo
Hazel POV The house Elliot takes me to is luxurious, and he holds my hand and leads me to the back of the house, where there’s a massive swimming pool. I have never had the chance to swim in a place like this. The pool house is so warm it feels almost tropical. Elliot turns to me and starts undoing my coat. “It's very warm in here, even the water,” he murmurs as he presses a kiss to my lips and slips my coat off. Elliot pulls his T-shirt over his head, revealing an incredible dragon tattooed on his chest. I can’t help but trace a finger along it, and I trail the loops of the beast’s tail along his hard-muscled skin. The dragon’s tail goes around his side and over his back. This man is magnificent. I can see how broad his shoulders are, and his chest tapers down to a narrow waist and hips. I can’t take my eyes off him, and my tongue edges out to lick my lips as he unbuttons his jeans and they slip to the floor. Elliot looks up at me, his brow raised and a quir
Elliot POV Dropping Hazel home has become my new normal this week, after the best sex of my life in that swimming pool we haven’t done anything. She hasn’t invited me to her house, I pick her up from work, or from the hospital and drive her home and she never asks me if I want to come in. It’s like she is trying to avoid me without actually avoiding me. Today is Hannah’s funeral. And I will be attending the damn thing with Hazel. I look in the mirror as I adjust my black tie, when I hear a knock on the door, “Come in”, I let out and I see Everly walking into the room. She smiles as she closes the door behind her. “Today is the day?”, she asks as she sits on the edge of the bed, and I nod my head. I absolutely hate this. After killing someone we usually send the clean-up team, we don’t go to their fucking fu
Hazel POVElliot has been very quiet today, and I can tell he is shooting daggers with his eyes on Jesus’s way. At the Wake, Elliot stayed in the entire time in a corner looking like he is about to kill someone. I grab a plate with some food, and I take it to him. His eyes stop scanning the room and meet mine when I offer him the plate. I offer him a smile.“Thanks”, he says, and I nod my head.“That’s okay”, I say, as I stand next to him. His eyes keep scanning the room avoiding my own. I don’t know what’s inside his head, but I dread to think what it is. I know I told him I need to tell him something but I need to gather the courage because this is going to change my life.“Look”, I say to him, and without any more words, he wraps one arm around my waist and pulls me closer to him. I rest both my hands on his shoulder while he keeps a steady hand
Elliot POVWhen we reach her flat building, she stops at the door and dangles her keys in front of her. Slowly she opens the building door and steps inside, opening the door wider. “Are you coming in?”, she asks. It’s the first time she has invited me up. She is smiling, and her eyes are shining. She offers me her hand, and I take it.I know I probably could’ve handled things a little differently back there. But hey, I am only human, and like any other man, I lose my shit when someone tries to touch a woman without her permission. That is a limit I will never cross. That is something I don’t tolerate. Their bodies are their choice, I might be going around fucking everything that moves, but I sure hell have their permission.Hazel goes up a few flights of stairs and stops in front of a dark brown door. It’s old and definitely not s
Hazel POV“Tell your boy toy to leave”, Pavlov says, and Elliot moves closer to Pavlov, but as he does so, Angel moves, just like a magnet blocking his brother from the threat in front of him. I can feel the tears forming in my eyes as I grab Elliot’s arm. I am afraid of what they might do to him. I know he is as dangerous as Pavlov, but I am still scared he might get hurt.“Don’t do anything you might regret later”, I whisper into his ear as I wrap my arms around his neck, standing on my tip-toes. He bends down a little making me more comfortable as he wraps my arms around my waist. “ I don’t want to leave you with them”, he says as I pull away and cradle his face between my hands, looking him in the eyes.“They won’t hurt me”, I say before kissing him slowly on the lips. I open the door holdin