LIKE WHAT YOU SEE?

MIRANDA

"The cops are here," one of the men rushed into the room and reported.

Hazel instantly let go of my neck while I struggled to breathe as tears rolled down my cheeks. I quickly wiped my tears and walked out of the room. All the men had disappeared and I could see Hazel leaving through the front door.

I followed behind him and was surprised to see Mel standing outside with so many armed policemen. She stared at me in shock while Hazel ignored them all, got into his car, and drove away.

The police wanted to go into the house but I said, "There's no need, sir. My husband and I were the only ones there."

I didn't want a situation where I would have to follow them to the station and give them my statement. It was futile because a man like Hazel was bound to be powerful and highly connected.

I got into the car with Mel and she still wanted us to go to the station but I told her, "There's no need, Mel. It was all planned by Hazel."

"I don't get it. What happened between you two that made his attitude toward you change? And why would he kidnap you?" She asked.

"I guess he's just crazy," I replied. "How did you find me?"

"Well...I..umm...I put a tracker on you," she confessed.

I wanted to complain about her putting a tracker on me without my consent but I thought better of it. In the end, it was for my safety so I decided not to make a fuss about it.

I told her to take me home and I was quiet all through the drive. She gave me the new phone she got for me and I thanked her before going into my room.

I locked myself inside and laid on my bed sadly. Hazel had made it clear that he wouldn't let me go because he wanted to make me suffer. What was I going to do? The possibility of not spending the rest of my life with Collins made me so sad that I began to cry.

An idea crept into my mind while I was crying and I instantly sat up. I wiped my tears as I thought, "Yes, I have been going at it the wrong way."

Violence wasn't working so I needed a better approach. Hazel already disliked women and he hated me. If I tried a different method, he would do everything possible to send me away. I smiled as this plan seemed more capable of giving me my desired results.

I quickly took my bath and began to make preparations. Once I heard Hazel's car drive in, I asked Mel to keep an eye on him.

She was worried about my intentions at first but I assured her that I wanted to have a peaceful conversation with him so our relationship would get better. After hearing this, she was more than happy to help.

Once Hazel was in the dining having his dinner, Mel informed me. I quickly left my room and secretly made my way to the master bedroom.

I opened his door and went into his room, knowing that he would not check the CCTV unless something serious happened.

While inside, I marveled at the intricate design of the paintings and the furniture. Reminding myself of the task at hand, I sat on his king-sized bed.

His room was so spacious and the air was filled with his cologne, which by the way was exceptionally pleasant to me. I stared at my outfit and sighed, "The things you end up doing, Mira."

I was putting on a black, sexy lingerie. It covered half my breasts but exposed my belly, back, thighs, and sexy long legs. I was very uncomfortable in it but I was desperate to get what I wanted.

I had taken the time to wear alluring makeup and let my beautiful, red hair fall on my shoulders. A normal man would find me attractive and I would never take such a risk if it wasn't Hazel.

He was a weirdo and would do anything possible to ensure that I never appeared sexy in his bedroom again. I heard the sound of footsteps approaching and quickly dashed into the bathroom.

I heard Hazel walk into the bedroom and I peeped from the bathroom to see him taking off his jacket and his shirt. He was left with his white singlet and pants and when I realized he would take them off too, I couldn't waste any more time.

I took off my jacket, hung it in the bathroom, and walked out to meet him in the bedroom. He turned the moment he heard the sound and instantly stood up when he saw me.

As I walked gracefully toward the bed, he backed up until he was leaning against the door. The surprise on his face was priceless and he could not utter a word.

I sat on the bed and placed my right leg on it. I bit my lip and caressed my leg with my fingers while he swallowed and continued staring at me.

I flipped my hair and briefly turned my back before turning my face back to him. Seeing that he wasn't saying anything or showing any anger, I got up and began to walk sexily toward him as I chuckled, "Hey, handsome, like what you see?"