- HAZEL -
I got out of my bathroom in a short pink robe and newly styled hair. I did it myself. I obviously spent more time fixing my hair than washing my body and I won't be surprised if I'm late. My eyes scanned my room decorated with scented candles, I can feel the love already.Laying comfortably on my bed is an opened box of clothes, accessories and heels he wants me to wear. Tristan left it with a note.Put this on for me tonight. I'll pick you at nine.- Love Tristan.Just rereading that sent butterflies to my stomach. What's not to love about him? Who wouldn't want to be me at this moment? Just beside the gift box, is my phone. I sat on my bed, grabbing my phone. As expected, it's swarmed with messages and missed calls from Kate. I haven't even left yet and it's ten minutes to nine.I won't rush. It's not lady-like to do so. I'll make him wait. After all, men crave a little bit of delay from their love interest, right?I picked up the jewelry box and walked to my queen sized, makeup mirror-desk-cabinet. I held the necklace to my neck and tilted my head up, adoring it. He knows what I like and how to give it to me. It's one of the things I love about him.I gently took off my robe and slid into my dress. My love ignited while dressing up. It's a perfect fit and he didn't leave the price tag nor label. Unlike other men, he's not boastful nor cheap. I checked the time on my watch. 21:30.I tapped my phone screen gently. He's not here yet. Why is he not here yet? His letter said he'd pick me. Thirty minutes has passed yet I haven't received a text from him. He's meant to be here. I shouldn't be agitated about my anniversary. It's meant to be the other way around. Unless he wants me too.My brows furrowed. Taunting me is his thing. I don't like it, but he does.Should I go over to his place?And ruin the fun? I'll pass.Wouldn't that put him on his toes and make him fall in love with his impatient girlfriend more? Or this is just my indecisive ass voicing my thoughts? I bit my lower lip and stared at my phone.21:45.What if he forgot? Or got stuck in his room and can't get out? Or his car is broken? Then he will use an uber. I groaned in frustration.Ha! He could be stuck in traffic. But that's why we have cellphones. To communicate. I'm loosing my mind here!!I got a text from Kate.'How's the date going? Taken a bathroom break to adjust your lipstick yet?'I rolled my eyes and smiled, marking it as read.'Gurl, if you leave me on read, I will storm right there.'Tempting, but no.'He's not here yet. Waiting to be picked.' I texted her back.'Who are you? Cinderella? Lost a shoe? Get an uber bitch, it's 2023.'Isn't that desperate?'And come out as a cock hungry bitch? I'll pass.''You are though. You legit followed a cock and left me in uni!' I laughed out loud reading her text.It's true. And since when was I shy? Since it came to him.'Haha, very funny.''Fact tho. Lmao. Now go meet your man and feed me gossip. I live for it.'(Translation; Lmao - Laughing my ass out. Tho - Though.)And this is all the motivation I needed. The universe was giving me a sign and I am going to grab it!'Calling a cab rn. Ttyl.'(Translation; rn - right now. Ttyl - Talk to you later.)'Way ahead of you sissy. It arrives in fifteen minutes. Thank me later.'I think booking with my phone would've been way easier and shorter but what can I say? I do love a free ride.At this point, I don't care if I'm being pushy. I need to meet him first. Hopefully, he's not on his way here and we miss each other because it'll be hilarious. Hot yet hilarious.I ran across my room to my wardrobe and put some flats in a tote bag. Just in case. I can never trust heels.*I tapped my fingernails on each other, agitated as the uber came to a halt. We're in Tristan's home. His parents are out of town so he has the mansion to himself. My heart is beating so hard I can hear it. Seeing the glass walls of his mansion had me remember that night. When we first started dating and I gave myself to him. My cheeks burned as I made my way to the front door. I have a key. I call it girlfriend privilege.Tristan railed me on that window. I remember it like it was yesterday. My first time. Who knows? Tonight might be another crazy ride on his bed. Something I'd very much love.I stepped in and shut the door gently, heading to his room. The house looks empty. I always wondered how he could live here alone but he was chill with it.I can yell his name to find out if he's here or surprise him, it's totally up to me. I'm choosing the latter. I crouched to take my shoes off and dropped it on the small glass table by the sofa in his living room and walked up the stairs. My fingers swayed up the railing, giving me flashbacks. It was here too. He took me in his arms gently, taking me up the stairs while devouring my mouth with his tongue.My legs quaked and I cleared my throat. A night with Tristan does this with someone. He leaves whoever he's with entirely captivated. I know this because I knew his ex. The story spread back in highschool that everyone he dated never forgot him and still wanted more. He is a reckless lover. The best kind.He knows how to love and when to give it. My breath hitched. As I stood at the top of the stairs, my mind ran wild with memories. How he slammed my back on this wall and broke my choker.How I moaned when he fingered me flooded my mind and I rolled my eyes. Just the thought is driving me mad. I can feel the heat brew in my body and hear myself moan. Is this actually possible? My imagination is too vivid that it has my pussy pooling.Now my moans are loud. My eyes widened and I came back to my sense.Except.... these aren't my moans. It's someone else's. My throat tightened with dread. I felt my mouth go dry, following the sound.Could it be that he's cheating on me? I questioned myself, walking slowly to his room. I would rather it be porn than my earlier thought.It's our anniversary today. He wouldn't do that to me. He told me he loves me. He sent a dress. Then despite all this why am I doubtful? Because I know him. Or knew him. The signs were evident but I didn't listen to myself.I could never meet up to his expectations. Or could I? Why do I always imagine the worst of things in a dire situation?Tristan must know I'm here and he's taunting me on purpose. The ends of my lips twitched. Forcing a smile.The moan got louder and I heard a familiar voice gasp the words. "Oh, Tristan. Yes! Keep going."Did I hear wrong? Is he replaying tapes of our nights together?He wouldn't hurt me. Not on our anniversary.His room door was open and a smile formed on my face. As expected, he was doing this on purpose. A red cloth was on the floor and the closer I got, I realised it is my lingerie. The one he got me.That dick had me worried for a second. For a very long, devastating second. I'm still going to surprise him, without running forward.I took my time, carefully sneaking to his room on my tip toes. I pushed my head out first to peak in and my smile turned to a frown when I saw him and her.Anger. I felt the dreadful taste of anger sweep through my mind and the only thing that rang in my head was murder but I'm not that fearless bitch who'd stab a cheating ex.This time, I wish I could be.Tied to his bed with her eyes blind folded is Ivy. On top of her is my boyfriend, fucking her on his bed.Using my sex toys and putting on my lingerie. How disgusting are they? I wanted to leave but not like this. I don't want to have a lying man sitting next to me for dinner smiling on our anniversary like he didn't just fuck my friend. I ran-walked to his room and picked up his ps5, disconnecting it from the switch and hit him.Tristan growled, falling down from the bed. I should've hit his head and Ivy's. Whomping his back wasn't enough to quench my anger."Hazel..." He breath, looking deep into my eyes.Ivy pushed the blindfold off her face. She has a worried look written all over. "Hazel, I-"So this was why she missed Patty's performance? To fuck my man? "Don't." I muttered, staring at her, now I looked at Tristan. "Don't come near me or say a word. We're done." I said and walked away."Hazel-" Tristan called. What did he think?! That I'll go back to him?! Accept him with open arms and thank him for sleeping with my friend? Not anyone else but her? Ivy? One of my closest friends? That manipulative slut! My heart is burning so much that I can't breathe. "Wait, don't go."Hearing him speak annoyed me and I crashed his ps5 on his smart TV. Throwing every device on the ground till I was certain they are destroyed beyond repair. I could be fined for destruction of property but at this point, I don't care."Fuck it! Fuck you Ivy! Choke on every man's cock you see because one isn't enough for you!" I yelled with tears in my eyes. I don't want them to see me cry. That's the least I want. In fact, I don't want him to think his actions affected me at all.I took off his jewelry and ripped the dress in half, now, the previous long dinner dress is torn shabbily above knee length. I threw everything on the floor. "Don't bother following me." I said, obviously hurt. "It's just sex. I will be a freaky bitch who'll get all the sex in the world tonight." That was unnecessary but I was just that hurt. I won't bother crying. Not now. Now ever.I stormed out of his room then down the stairs and picked up my phone and shoes. I received a text from Kate.I was too angry to reply her and scrolled through my contact list on my chats instead.I texted Theresa. 'Babe, remember those guys we hung out with that night at the grill?'She was typing. Thank God, she's online. 'Yeah why?''Anyone of them ready to hang out? My friend needs a date.''Lmao. Sure. Here are their contacts.'Theresa sent me some JPEGs and numbers of five people. I knew I could count on her!I studied the photos of every man whose contact she shared and one in particular caught my eye. He was the closest to Tristan at the grill that day. Perfect.He's just the one I want. If only I had tinder, this would be perfect. Actually no, then he'd know who's texting.I sent him a message. He responded. If luck isn't on my side tonight, everyone I need to text are active.Me: Hi.Him: Who are you?Me: We met at the grill. One of Resa's friends.Him: Okay. Why the unexpected text?My lips formed a grin.'Are you free tonight? I would really love to talk over drinks.' I texted.He responded. I was nervous at first that he would decline because I am being such a needy pig. I didn't even look at his name before texting him.Him: Sure. Where?A grin formed on my face and I texted the address. 'See you there.' I added then ordered a taxi.If I can't have Tristan, then I'll fuck his friend.- KILLIAN -I was going through some folders on my desk when I my phone screen beamed with a notification. My phone is on silent but that dim glow caught my attention and I picked it up while pinching the bridge of my nose. I got a text from an unknown number. A client maybe. Or the vice chancellor. I unlocked my phone and tapped the notification. The person texted me 'hi'. I don't know if whoever it is doesn't know how laughable this is. Getting a text from an unknown number is one thing, no introduction after that text is another. I've been busy sorting out files tirelessly all day, so maybe this could be a good distraction. I responded. Personally, I'm not interested in the least, but I want to know if someone needs to get some work done and why this person was dumb enough to text with his or her actual line. I held my phone in my hand and exhaled, staring at the screen. 'We met at the grill. One of Resa's friends.'I read. That piqued my interest. It's normal for women to fa
- KILLIAN - She's drunk. I sat her in my car in the passenger seat, belted her up and walked to my side. It would be entirely different if she wasn't. I can't touch her the way I want to. I can't look at her either because she's vulnerable. I gazed at Hazel. She leaned her head on my window, in my suit jacket. A grin formed on my face. Despite her infuriating attitude when she's drunk, she is fun to look at. A very pleasing and amusing sight. My eyes traced her neck, down her torso then to her thighs. I swallowed and averted my gaze back to the road. I want to claim those thighs. Just being in between them stirred a feeling I thought I burried away. "Where are you taking me?" Hazel asked, staring ahead. "Home." I responded, keeping my eyes both on her and the road. "You know where I live?" I chuckled darkly. "No honey, my home." I watched her reaction to my words. She sat up straight and squeezed her thighs together. She's nervous. I want to ease her nerves but at the same ti
- Hazel - I couldn't move even if I wanted to. My knees are weak and his fingers are doing things to my body. Making me imagine sinful things. "I'm waiting." The deep baritone of Killians voice sent jolts of electricity down my spine. He's so close to me that I can barely breathe nor think. "Tell me how good I looked." I panted, trying to keep my dignity. I don't have it. I wanted this but now that he's making a move, it feels different. "Is that an order?" Killian asked, spreading my pussy lips for him. His finger circled my clit, forcing my head to rest on his chest. This is torture. The good kind. "Please." I begged. With his hands touching me like that, it's hard to speak properly. "I can't hear you." Killian said, kissing my neck. I titled my neck to the side to allow him. His lips feel so good on my skin. "Please tell me how good I looked. How much you wanted me." My words came out as a whimper amidst moans. Killian chuckled, pulling the robe down my shoulder to reveal my
- HAZEL -My eyes flickered open. I moaned and tried to turn to the other side of the bed. A hiss slipped out of my lips. My body hurts. I looked down at my feet. Especially my legs. I feel like a cripple. Not to talk of how bad my head hurts. I must've drank so much last night. I sighed and stared at the ceiling, still laying flat on my bed. Something flooded my mind. I had flashbacks of last night. I remember riding and hopping on his dick, riding him so hard till I couldn't. Then he continued. I bit my lips. I remember us being intimate all night. I remember falling asleep while enjoying the warmth of his body. Enjoying his touch... his strongs arms around me gave me a sense of protection. He took care of me. I ran my eyes around my room and exhaled. Now he's gone. Every bit of him and us last night is gone like it never happened. I am also in my room. I don't know how I got here, but knowing him from the short time we spent together, he might've called someone I know. Or dro
- HAZEL - I was fazed ever since I finished class and couldn't concentrate much in all of my classes throughout the day. I never expected to see him again, yet here I am, passing through the worst cliche of my life. I checked my guide and tried to find my way to my dorm. I couldn't say a word throughout his lecture. My mind went rogue, all I can think about is him. Imagine the horror I felt after knowing I slept with my professor. I swallowed. My sexy professor. I can't believe he's much older than me. I thought he was about my age. Oh Lord, where did I go wrong? How on earth was he with us at the grill that day? What is going on?!Tell me you're not the least interested about the fact that you get to see him again and I'll rest my case. My mind taunted. I bit my lower lip in response. I am in fact intrigued. Maybe this gives me a chance to figure out his name or continue from where we left off. I shook the thought out of my mind. I thought transferring to a new campus would be
- KILLIAN -Kate stood up. She whispered something in my ear before leaving, leaving Hazel and I alone for a while. A smile formed on my face as I stared at Hazel. She looks anxious. Ridiculously and vulnerably anxious. "She's in the loo." I whispered under my breath, telling Hazel. Even that made her gasp. I watched her reaction carefully. She looks uncomfortable. Very uncomfortable and I don't like it. Although, I think I kind of love how she's squeezing her thighs underneath the table. I tilted my chin up with a smirk. "You can relax, I don't bi-" I started but got cut short with a yell. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" Hazel whisper-yelled at me. "I'm going to pretend I know where you're headed." I retorted calmly. "Pre-" She paused to catch her breath. "Pretend?.. I don't know, like, what the fuck?!" Hazel leaned her hand on the table, pushing her upper bod forward. Her lips parted and from the frown on her face, I could tell she was about to say or do the meanest thing
- HAZEL -Looking for another word for dick? I'll gladly recommend Killian. How he pretends like I'm non-existent shocks me to an incredible amount. I clenched my fists on my thighs, narrowing my gaze at him while fighting the urge to kick his feet from underneath the table. Did watching them kill me slowly? Yes, I felt my heart rip again into a million pieces. Did I stop looking? No. Do I have a choice? No, not really, unless I want to give myself out. I'd hate it if Kate thought I didn't get along with her fiancé when it's exactly the opposite. Very much far from the opposite. We got along quite too well. Ugh! Fuck my mind! It's not meant to be against me! I rolled my eyes and exhaled. It'll crush Kate to know the truth. Now I don't know which is worse. Lying and pretending it never happened or telling her and risking her heart break and our friendship being ruined. I know the right thing to do, but right now, I don't want to be that good girl. I glanced at both of them. A w
- HAZEL -"Are you sure you don't want me to drop you?" Killian whispered in Kate's ear, standing in front of his car. I stood far away from them of course and mouthed barfing each time he glanced my way but I heard them anyway. "I'm certain. Hazel and I need to have some girl time." Kate beamed. I don't know why that caused me to roll my eyes. I am more than relieved we won't be going with him. The last thing I want is to be in the back seat in his car while watching both of them in front. The last thing I want to do is get involved in anything that'll leave me remember that night. "I can call an uber if you'd like. Leaving you alone at night isn't something I want to get fond of." His voice is deep. That caused me to glance at them. Kate leaned higher and pressed her lips on his. His arms are wrapped around her waist. A pinch of jealousy resurfaced through me and I scoffed. I shouldn't scoff, not over something like this. "I'm fine. We don't need one, Kil, but the kind gesture