FAZER LOGINHazel’s POV“Damm right,” Nicholas growled, his voice low and rough. “You belong to me.”He held my chin with his other hand, tilting my face up so our lips were almost touching. His breath was warm against my mouth.He pressed his hand firmly against my wet center, and I whimpered, my hips jerking at the sudden pressure. Heat flooded through me so fast I could barely think.“My dear wife,” he whispered, eyes dark with hunger, “you’re teasing me.”I smirked and moved my lips even closer, so close that the smallest movement would make them touch.“My dear husband,” I whispered back, voice soft and seductive, “I want to do more than tease you. I want you to lose your mind.”Nicholas groaned deep in his throat, the sound vibrating through his chest. “You don’t know what you’re asking for.”“I do,” I breathed. “I want you. All of you.”Our lips slammed together in a hungry kiss. I moaned into his mouth as he hauled me up and settled me on his lap. My legs wrapped around his waist, and my
Hazel’s POVIt had been three days since I got discharged from the hospital, and the tension between Nicholas and me had only grown thicker.We barely talked anymore.Every morning he would kiss my forehead before leaving, make sure I ate breakfast, and double-check that the guards were in place. He was gentle, careful, always making sure I was safe. But then he would disappear for the whole day and come back late at night when I was already asleep. I would wake up to the faint sound of the door closing and the scent of him lingering in the room, but he never stayed long enough for us to have a real conversation.It was killing me.Tonight, I refused to let it continue.I didn’t care how late he returned—I wasn’t going to sleep until we talked.Dimitri had been updating me regularly. They were still searching for Benedicta Petterson and Liora. Someone powerful was clearly helping Liora stay hidden. The CCTV footage from that night remained wiped clean, but Dimitri assured me they wou
Hazel’s POVI stared at Dimitri, my pulse hammering in my ears. The room felt smaller, the air thicker, like the walls were closing in.“What did you find?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.Dimitri reached into the inside pocket of his jacket and pulled out a plain brown envelope. He opened it slowly and slid out a small photograph. He held it up so I could see.“I tried to put a face to the missing picture on the file,” he said. “I asked around with the other maids, showed them the name. After a lot of digging, one of the older servants remembered her. Benedicta Petterson.”I took the photo with shaking fingers. The woman in it looked ordinary…plain brown hair pulled back in a tight bun, a simple maid’s uniform, a face that could blend into any crowd. But something about her eyes felt cold.“She was one of the maids who served Liora,” Dimitri continued, his voice low and serious. “That makes the whole situation very suspicious. Why would she come to call you that night unles
Hazel’s POV“That’s not what I’m saying!”My voice cracked as the words left my mouth, sharper than I intended, but I didn’t take them back. I couldn’t. Everything inside me felt too tight, too stretched, like one more push and I would snap completely.Nicholas turned slowly, his eyes dark and stormy, jaw clenched so hard I could see the muscle ticking. “Then what are you saying?” he demanded.“I’m saying—” I stopped, shaking my head in frustration, my hands curling into fists at my sides. “I’m saying innocent people are suffering, Nicholas. The lakes are dry. People need water.”“And I need you alive,” he shot back immediately.The force of his words hit me like a slap.Silence fell between us, thick and suffocating.I swallowed hard. “You think I don’t understand that?”“It doesn’t feel like it,” he said, his voice dropping lower, colder. “Because it seems like you don’t give a damn about how I feel.”My chest tightened painfully. “That’s not true.”“Isn’t it?” he snapped, taking a
Hazel’s POVI sat there frozen for a second, staring at the empty spot where the green-eyed man had been sitting just moments ago. My heart was still racing from everything he had told me.The loud commotion outside the door snapped me back to reality.“Let me in! I just want to see her! Please!”The voice sounded desperate and familiar. I pushed myself up from the bed, ignoring the dizziness that hit me. My legs felt weak, but I had to know who was causing all this noise. I rushed to the door and pulled it open before the guards could stop me.One of the guards spun around quickly. “My queen, you should be resting.”They were trying to block my view, but the man pushed forward and finally turned. My breath caught. It was Alpha Jackson. His green eyes locked onto mine, filled with so much worry it made my stomach twist. What was with me and green-eyed men today?Before anyone could react, he stepped past the guards and pulled me into his arms, hugging me tightly. I froze, my body goin
Hazel’s POVI was drifting in that warm, heavy place between sleep and waking when I felt it—cold fingers gently brushing across my cheek.The touch was soft, almost careful, like someone afraid I might break. My first sleepy thought was Nicholas. He had stayed by my side all night. Maybe he was checking if I was still breathing. A small smile tugged at my lips even before I opened my eyes.But when my lashes finally lifted, it wasn’t Nicholas staring down at me.Instead I was met with striking green eyes.I jerked upright so fast my head spun. A scream rose in my throat, but before it could escape, his hand clamped firmly over my mouth. His palm was cool and slightly damp, like he had just stepped out of water.“Hey…I’m not going to hurt you,” he whispered, his voice rough and low, almost urgent. “Please don’t scream.”My heart hammered wildly against my ribs. I froze, eyes wide, staring into those familiar green eyes. Where had I seen them before? The realization hit me like ice wat
Hazel’s POVThe second the door slammed behind him, I jumped off the bed like it had burned me.My legs were shaky, knees weak, but I didn’t care. I ran straight to the bathroom, bare feet slapping against the cold stone floor.I dropped to my knees in front of the toilet so hard the impact jarred
Hazel’s POVMy whole body felt like it was buzzing. Like electricity was running under my skin, waking up every nerve I didn’t even know I had. I felt hypersensitive.I didn’t know if it was whatever the hell he’d forced down my throat or if it was just…him. Nicholas. Still pinning me to the mattre
Nicholas’s POVI couldn’t leave the office.Couldn't move.Liora was out there somewhere in the palace, probably crying, probably hating me, and I had no idea what the hell I was going to say to her. “Sorry, love, my wife just dry-humped me on the desk in front of you and now she wants you gone by
Hazel’s Pov I had just slipped into my nightgown…thin white silk that skimmed my thighs and left my shoulders bare when the knock came.I walked to the door barefoot, the hem of the nightgown whispering against my calves.It was probably Martha.I opened the door.And froze.Nicholas stood in the







